Early in the morning of the third year of junior high school, after Yan Lan finished eating, she and the little girl each carried a small stool under their armpits and walked outside.

Bian Rui saw it and asked, "Hey, what are you two going to do?"

"Aren't you going to go to see a social drama?" Yan Lan turned her head and asked.

Bian Rui: "......".

After being stunned for a few seconds, Bian Rui said to the two of them: "What do you say is the two of you going to get together, this cold day has to be blown by the wind outside, you said that if you really like to watch the show, you are obviously going to join in the fun, you two are going to be demons?"

"We all like to watch dramas!" Yan Lan said with a smile, and after speaking, she took the little girl's hand and walked outside.

The little girl, a sycophant, saw her stepmother say this, she had a small belly, and then coaxed: "We just like to watch dramas!"

Bian Rui sighed and turned back to the house.

After playing alone for more than half an hour, Bian Rui felt bored at home, and sat at the door while basking in the little sun, and asked at Da Ash.

"I said Big Ash, do you think this show is good? I think it's definitely not good, but why do so many people come to watch it?" Bian Rui was a little verbose.

Big Gray can't speak, if he could speak, he would have scolded his own master a long time ago.

Wow!

Big Ash yelled at Bian Rui twice.

"You agree with me, don't you?"

Big Ash had no choice, so he honestly lay at the master's feet, pretending to sleep, his two eyes still glancing at the master, and a pair of dogs showed a trace of helplessness in their eyes.

Just when Bian Rui was anxious about whether to go to the theater, suddenly Zhou Zheng's voice came from the door.

"Bian Rui, is Bian Rui here?"

Hearing Zhou Zheng's voice, Bian Rui jumped up from the chair and hurriedly ran towards the door, and when he arrived at the shadow wall, he stopped and put on a light appearance, and stepped out of the door.

"Hey, why are you here?" Bian Rui pushed open the door and saw Zhou Zheng standing outside alone, he was not driving a car, but an off-road quad bike, and the kind with a small shed, a bit like a sand car, which looked simple but was suitable for walking some roads that were not easy to walk.

"Why can't I come over, besides, Mingzhu, you don't know yet, almost as soon as the new year is over, the city will start to be active, my side is good, I was left at the old man's place for a meal today, if it is usual, after the meal on the first day of junior high school, I will be active" Zhou Zheng said with a smile.

Bian Rui laughed and teased him and said, "It turns out that I have become a core member of the family, congratulations."

"I don't really care if it's a member or not, but you know that if you are worthless in a big family, then many people will come and step on you," Zhou Zheng said as he squeezed into the room.

Bian Rui had to take him into the house, and the two brothers sat together under the porch, wrapped in thick clothes, basking in the little sun and drinking hot tea.

"Is this the Ming Qian tea I gave you last time?" Zhou Zheng asked Bian Rui after taking a sip.

Seeing Bian Rui nodded, Zhou Zheng took a deep sip of tea: "It's also strange, I can't make the same tea with your taste!"

"We have good water here," Bian Rui replied lightly.

Zhou Zhengdao: "No, you kid must have no skill in making tea!"

Zhou Zheng has always been suspicious, but he can't find anything suspicious every time.

Bian Rui glanced at him and didn't answer, conversations like this have to happen at least seven or eight times a year, and every time they talk like this, Bian Rui is a little annoyed.

"Something new this New Year's Day, this time I won't let you remake tea like a monkey," Bian Rui said.

Zhou Zheng just asked, he didn't care about this, of course, he didn't mind listening to what Bian Rui wanted to say, if he didn't want to say it, he shouldn't have such a thing, Zhou Zheng understood that even if it was a husband and wife, it was necessary for people to have a private little space, Xu people have a little secret that is not out of line, of course, this kind of little secret can't be a cuckold or something like that.

"Of course, I told you, I will buy you the cows you want, and the Chinese New Year's Eve will start to be shipped, and it is estimated that you will be able to reach the pasture in another month, do you say I am not fast?" Zhou Zheng said.

"This thing is beautiful!" Bian Rui gave Zhou Zheng a thumbs up.

Bian Rui was boasting about people here, and the mobile phone next to him rang, and when he picked it up, he found that it was Yosuke Terashima calling. It was a little strange to see his phone Bian Rui.

Seeing the expression on Bian Rui's face, Zhou Zheng stretched out his head and glanced at Yosuke Terashima's name, and knew that this was the Japanese guqin master who was mixed with Bian Rui.

What Zhou Zheng doesn't know is that now Yosuke Terashima can be said to be a well-known figure in the Japanese guqin industry, and he is no longer the same as before, and he has such a big reputation, it is because of the guqin music collection recorded by Bian Ruiwen Shizhang last time.

The Japanese are also quite interesting, on the one hand, they look down on China, and they are always out of Asia and into Europe, but on the other hand, they attach great importance to Chinese culture, not to mention anything else, looking at traditional Chinese medicine, a large number of people in China are anti-Chinese medicine or something, what about the Japanese?

I always feel that the Japanese want to be fully Europeanized, but they are always focused on China, extracting nutrition from China, which is not only money, but also spiritual, and some traditional things that are regarded as dross by the Chinese.

Just when Zhou Zheng was thinking nonsense, Bian Rui had already answered the phone.

Yosuke Terashima, who is Japanese, came up with a greeting and a politeness. This politeness is as smelly and long as an old woman's footwrap, and Bian Rui is very helpless.

But Bian Rui heard it, this old Japanese boy called to ask about his own piano, and he blamed others, and he had been drying people here for almost a year.

"It just so happens that Mr. Terashima, your piano is almost ready, if you have time, come and get it in two weeks" Bian Rui couldn't stand him being so around, and directly mentioned the matter of the piano.

Yosuke Terashima said, "Two more weeks?"

"There's no way around it, the blue strings will take a week and a half at the earliest, and I'll be playing the piano for almost two weeks," Bian Rui said.

In fact, the piano has been laid for a long time, and it has been placed in Bian Rui's space for a while, and what is missing is only the last thing to paint, why did Bian Rui sink in the space for a while?

Now Bian Rui is no longer hidden, let's put it this way, if the previous piano is worth a hundred, then the piano made by Bian Rui now is worth two hundred.

Whether it is the sound quality and details, the made guqin made by Bian Rui is no less than the famous pianos handed down, but it has no historical value.

The main reason for this is that Bian Rui does not count the cost, in fact, it is too easy for his materials to come, and now most of the new materials on the market, a slightly better coffin plate piano can be sold for hundreds of thousands of prices, and the materials on Bian Rui's side are very precious.

As soon as Yosuke Terashima heard Bian Rui's explanation, he immediately explained with a little trepidation. Bian Rui is comforting again.

When Bian Rui put down the phone, Zhou Zheng immediately smacked his mouth: "Tut! It seems that this Japanese named Monk Island has a lot of respect for you."

Bian Rui said: "This person is very serious, and I also appreciate his style of doing things."

Zhou Zheng listened and said: "Don't be confused by these Japanese, have you ever heard of the saying that if you are not of my race, their hearts will be different?

"Don't mention the rice paper thing, it's better to blame the Japanese for this matter, it's better to blame the managers at the time, it was they who betrayed the domestic rice paper industry, and they are more hateful than the Japanese," Bian Rui said disdainfully.

When the Japanese came, a group of domestic rice paper factories took people to visit and take pictures, and the entire production process was demonstrated to others, and the responsibility was not to blame the Japanese as to blame these decision-makers who opened the factory.

"Besides, my skills, even if he can't learn it!" Bian Rui said indifferently.

"It's good to have confidence, but arrogance is not a good thing," Zhou Zheng reminded Bian Rui.

As a close friend, Zhou Zheng is naturally able to say this, and if someone else comes, even Wen Shizhang will not say so.

"By the way, when I came, I saw that your village seemed to be quite lively, what are you doing? Such a large group of people gathered over there" Zhou Zheng asked curiously.

"What about watching a play, we call it a social drama here, how about you are also interested?" Bian Rui asked.

Zhou Zheng waved his hand: "I'm not going, I can't spit out a word for a long time, it can make people have a heart attack" Zhou Zheng smiled and took another sip of tea.

"By the way, why didn't you see my goddaughter?" Zhou Zheng looked around.

Bian Rui said: "As long as she opens her eyes, can you catch her?"

Zhou Zheng looked envious: "If I have a daughter in the future, I will go to school here, not to mention other Zhang and Chi, not to mention some schools that don't teach anything, and unlike some other law schools that teach all kinds of mess, you can be regarded as a clear stream."

"Then you have to be prepared, we can't teach the kind of clever children that many people say, and it's not easy to survive in society," Bian Rui said.

Zhou Zheng replied disdainfully: "I'm still afraid of this, even if I can't do it, as long as the child is not defeated in this life, it is not a problem to live easily for a lifetime, as for the grandson in the back or something, it is still a question whether I can see it or something, what do you want to do so much?"

At this time, Bian Rui's mobile phone rang again, and it was Hu Shuo who called, and the two of them couldn't wait to tell Bian Rui that they would come to Bian Rui the day after tomorrow.

"There's really nothing good about the Spring Festival in this city!"

Bian Rui put down the phone and sighed.