Tea Time Has Passed

He is a tea taster and can tell the origin and year of tea, but he cannot tell what is in the tea his wife brews. Every spring, his wife would pick wild tea and fry it for him. He would take a sip and put it down, saying "it's over." The wife never defends herself. When she was seriously ill, he personally went to pick and fry tea. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and then he realized how difficult it was to control the heat. He picked up the tea he had made. It was bitter and astringent, and he burst into tears. It turned out that it took his wife a lifetime to keep the bitterness out of the pot for him.