The barbecue version of the meat bun is popular with some people, but whether they like it or not, everyone has the same hobby, that is, the skewers must be accompanied by a little wine, so the beer is consumed quickly.

Some people are inevitably a little drunk, but everyone is familiar with it and knows where everyone's alcohol consumption is, so there are only one or two people who are really drunk, and the rest are some slightly smoked people.

At this time, the feeling is the best, the brain is still clear, but the person's reaction is slowed down, and the feet are like clouds. And so the showmanship of the repertoire began.

"I'm here tonight first, and I'll give you a pipa "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", so that all of you can know why the pipa is the ...... that best represents Chinese music."

It is conceivable that these words are hateful, so before the old man finished speaking, there was a boo below. It's just that everyone is not really angry, where can they fight for these boring things at such an old age, everyone is heckling because they don't agree with his point of view, and second, purely to make trouble.

"Don't accept it!"

The old man drank a little high, staggered back to the courtyard, and took out the lute he had brought, and with him many other people, and when they all returned to the drying field, almost everyone had a musical instrument in their hands.

Bian Rui's interest today also came up, and he went back to the house directly and took out his daughter's lonely crane Guifei and put it on his lap. Prepare to play a song when your feelings are uncontrollable.

Boom!

With a gentle sound of strings, the whole drying room suddenly fell silent, and the person holding the pipa signaled everyone present to be quiet with a string sound. These days, not to mention that they are human, even the dogs in the village seem to have a bit of musical literacy, and after the sound of the strings, they all shut up and honestly looked at the old man who was preparing to play the pipa.

Knock knock!

As string sounds flowed from the old man's hands, it soon brought everyone around who were listening with their ears pricked up into the music.

Bian Rui listened carefully, closed his eyes after a few breaths, and slowly unfolded his thoughts with the sound of the pipa, completely immersing himself in this song.

Woo!

The pipa sound has not yet fallen, and the unique sound quality of Xun has been added, and when the pipa and Xun are together, a very wonderful chemical reaction immediately occurs, making the whole song sound unique.

Immediately after that, Jinghu's voice sounded, and then it was integrated into the song, and then Da Ruan also joined in, and nearly thirteen or fourteen musical instruments were added later.

If it is a person of average level, then the tune will be chaotic into a pot of porridge, even if it is barely put together, so that the public can listen to it for a while, but now which of these people here has a bad ear? Not to mention a tune, these people will pout if they make a mistake on a note.

More than a dozen top folk music masters play a song together, which is very difficult to hear in other places, it is not easy to get four or five, and it is quite not easy to get together with a dozen, because some old men's temperament blames you for having money, and he still has to see that you are pleasing to your eyes before you can spend this money, just like the pipa master at the beginning, his family is not short of money, it is not as rich as Shuangma, but the property of the family is enough for several lifetimes, so you want to pay for him to play a song for you?

Bian Rui is completely immersed in this song.

"Come again!"

At the end of the song, without a pause, the pipa immediately restarted a tune, making the whole song of "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" sound suddenly with a desolate atmosphere, making people listen as if they are in a desolate semi-Gobi, not the kind of wild air full of wind and sand, but a solemn feeling of the dry grass melting on the moonlit earth.

"Good!"

Bian Rui heard Wen Shizhang next to him praise lightly, opened his eyes and looked at Wen Shizhang, and suddenly at this time, Wen Shizhang also opened his eyes and looked at Bian Rui.

The two suddenly felt that the other party was their bosom friend, looked at each other and smiled, then looked away, continued to close their eyes, pricked up their ears, and listened carefully.

Hearing a third of the place, Bian Rui couldn't help but stroke the piano under the stimulation of alcohol, and when Bian Rui's guqin sound joined, suddenly everyone in the audience felt like a crane chirping from nine days away, clear and unique.

Bian Rui played like this, the old men were a little unhappy, everyone played musical instruments, and they were almost all top-level existences, where were they willing to let Bian Rui point to the peak, and for a while, countless musical instruments challenged Bian Rui's piano sound.

This kind of play requires very high skills, you have to be familiar with the music and hustle to be familiar with the heart and hand, and now none of these old men are not in this realm, everyone you fight for me, grab but not chaos, strong but not alone, when the mountain should not move, no one jumps out of laissez-faire, and there is no musical instrument willing to follow the rules when it should be vivid.

People who don't know how to do it here are people who shake their heads and shake their heads, and they shake their heads and tails with the instruments, but people who really understand music don't think about it at all now, and those who don't have enough level listen honestly, and those who are good enough to join in and play.

Everyone was fascinated by the fun, including Bian Rui himself, everyone sang one song after another, with the sound of the piano to accompany the wine, and put down the piano when they wanted to drink, directly holding the beer in one hand and holding the beer in the other, pouring a sip of wine and eating a mouthful of meat, and then playing the piano to join the war group after eating.

Bian Rui now feels that he is beautiful that there is no edge, he has never felt so happy, he used to hate this qin when he practiced the piano, and later he didn't hate or love, waiting for the real Tao, appreciation and piano playing to a certain level, then he slowly fell in love with the guqin, but today with so many masters, Bian Rui feels that he is the qin at this moment, and now the old men next to him have become their own musical instruments, and the musical instrument is no longer just a utensil, it is alive, it is to tell the bosom friend about his state of mind。

After a few tunes were played, suddenly an old voice sounded: "That's it here today, everyone closes the stall!"

Everyone was slightly happy, and a group of old men just patted their buttocks and stood up, carrying small music and big musical instruments, and began to walk towards the direction of the Banpo courtyard one by one.

Bian Rui was also drunk at this time, but he still held on, and he was already at home, so he turned around and went back to the courtyard, entered the hall and took off Ge and fell asleep directly.

When listening to the piano, Bian Rui and these people gave her too much shock, she never thought that the piano could still play like this, and she was both envious of these people and longed for her piano skills to reach such a height one day.

Waiting for the capital to leave, the little girl came back to her senses and began to work.

For Zhang Jingjing's current life, it is very simple, learning to practice the piano, and putting the practice in the first place.

When Bian Jingjing didn't know the hardships of the world, Zhang Jingjing had tasted the hardships, so the little girl understood that there were two paths in front of her, the first was to find someone to marry at the age of eighteen, and the second was to practice the piano well to see the vast world outside, change her fate, and live like these people in front of her.

The little girl had such ambitions, but her family really didn't have much money for her to devote to it, so she worked as much as she could, trying to make a good impression on everyone, so that they would like her and answer her questions.

In this way, the little girl did win the favor of everyone, and no one criticized her for her problems, no matter how naïve she was.

When Yan Lan came back from her parents' house with the little girl, she saw that everything was in order at the door, and Zhang Jingjing had already gone back to Bian Seventeen's house to spend the night.

After Zhang Jingjing's tidying up at the scene, the beer bottles were placed next to the cardboard boxes, and the skewers that had been eaten were also thrown into the bonfire, and the only thing that was messy was the chairs, two or three here, four or five there, all of which were also arranged in a row.

Bian Rui eats barbecue here and now uses environmentally friendly materials, bamboo skewers or something, needless to say, just throw them into the bonfire after eating, whether it is meat or skewers, there is no problem with burning.

As for the plates, cups, or something, you don't need to buy them at all, you can cut the bamboo cups directly, and sawn the bamboo with a diameter of four or five centimeters according to the bamboo knots, so that the easy cups are in hand, and the bamboo is cut into bamboo strips, and you don't need to be fine.

After eating, you don't need to brush and throw it directly into the fire, and the next time you want to use it, you can cut it down and weave it again, and it doesn't take much effort anyway.

"Alas, drunk like this again!"

The little girl entered the yard and found her Lao Tzu lying on the floor, with one hand flat and the other hand pressing her belly, so she sighed like a little adult and said.

Yan Lan didn't get angry, she tidied up the things around her, put away the meat skewers and vegetable charcoal that were all roasted on the barbecue grill and no one took them, and threw them all into the iron basin with the bonfire.

At this time, the bonfire was no longer too strong, and when a little something was added to it, the fire immediately rose again, but fortunately, these were small things, and the bonfire that had been burning for three or five minutes returned to its original appearance, and slowly faded in the cold wind of the autumn night.

"Do you dislike your dad now?" Yan Lan just heard the little girl's words when she entered the door, so she said with a smile.

The little girl turned her head and said, "It's not good to drink too much, I let him not drink too much, this is drunk again, what is the wine to drink, the beer is like the urine of a stupid cow, and the liquor is spicy! I really don't know why you adults are so boring!"

Yan Lan laughed when she heard this.

The two entered the house and tried to move Bian Rui into the room, but they stretched out their hands and gave up.

"Good night!"

"Good night Jingjing!"

The two looked at each other and said goodnight, then threw Bian Rui here directly and went back to their rooms to sleep.

Bian Rui slept until dawn, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Wen Shizhang.

"I'll go!"

Bian Rui was taken aback by his foreign face.

"I know what to do, if we want to record this record, we must drink, and we must drink until yesterday!" Wen Shizhang said.

Bian Rui was directly stupid, thinking that Wen Shizhang in front of him was pretending to be a fool, so he asked, "What?"

Then he reached out and pulled Wen Shizhang's face.