To be honest, Cheng Qiaoyi never thought that someone would say such a thing to him.

Although I don't know what kind of powerful person my grandmother is, just by looking at her strength, Cheng Qiao knows that she is definitely not simple.

But...... Even if she is not simple, Cheng Qiaoyi still thinks about Old Man Zhang's kindness to him. After all, he went to the hospital because he was playing for him.

After thinking about it like this, Cheng Qiao suddenly found that the reason for everything was because he learned Peking Opera.

If it weren't for his study of Peking Opera, then it is very likely that Mr. Zhang would not have performed on stage with an injury, and if he performed on stage without an injury, his grandmother would not have gone to the hospital to see him, and he would not have fallen off the elevator.

Things are linked one by one, which is in line with the term "butterfly effect".

Thinking of this, Cheng Qiao was even more embarrassed when he looked at Sun Yu.

He swallowed: "Senior grandmother...... I ......"

"What's wrong with you?" Sun Yu said gently: "I know you can't bear it, but you are a learner, Zhang Haowen is playing a little flower face now, what do you learn from him!"

"Grandpa Zhang, he taught me a lot!"

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's title, Cheng Qingtong frowned and said, "What is your name?

"Hey!" Sun Yu glared at Cheng Qingtong: "What do you call their young people?"

Saying that, she looked at Cheng Qiaoyi kindly, and her voice softened unconsciously: "Let's talk about our own things, Qiaoqiao doesn't care about your father!"

Hearing her words, Cheng Qiaoyi was really a little panicked.

He always felt that the next sentence was, if you follow me, you won't have a mess with your father......

But fortunately, Sun Yu didn't say this in the end. Even though she seemed to want him to follow her example.

"Thank you, Grandma. ”

Sun Yu narrowed his eyes: "No thanks, no thanks, Qiaoqiao is really obedient." As she spoke, she seemed to think of something again: "What did you think about what your grandmother said to you just now?"

Cheng Qiao swallowed his saliva and slapped his belly: "Grandma, I still decided that it was better for me to learn from Grandpa Zhang." ”

Sun Yu tilted his head and listened to his words.

"I've just started learning Peking Opera, and Grandpa Zhang has a lot to teach me!"

"Hey," Sun Yu raised his eyebrows: "He didn't learn from me and his father." ”

Cheng Qiao smiled and said flatteringly: "Grandma, think about it, since Grandpa Zhang learned from you, then I can't learn the same from him?

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's words, Sun Yu thought about it in his heart, then nodded, and explained: "If his kid can't speak well, you have to come to grandma!"

Cheng Qiao nodded and agreed: "That's a must!"

Sun Yu had a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of kindness.

Cheng Qingtong looked at his son and his sister's smile, and shook his head helplessly.

Shi Niang had just moved to Jin City for a few months, and he had visited a lot of times. Although she usually looks very happy, it's rare to even have a smile in her eyes like now.

It's rare for her to like Cheng Qiaoyi so much.

Although his teacher is Zhang Haowen, she will take care of him a lot, and with such a backer, Cheng Qiaoyi's future road will be much easier.

At this time, Cheng Qingtong didn't remember at all that his son was not learning Peking Opera...... It's electrical.

He had already thought of a path for him in his heart.

With Cheng Qiaoyi here to accompany him, Sun Yu couldn't show his age at all when he spoke.

Even though she had a hard time getting up, she still looked quite energetic.

"Qiaoqiao, what have you done with Haowen?" Sun Yu had a smile in his eyes.

"We lined up a play of "Autumn River" together," Cheng Qiao opened Station B under the eye prompt of Cheng Qingtong and found the video of the performance: "Grandma, look, this is it!"

Sun Yu's eyes were a little bad, she took the mobile phone from Cheng Qiao's hand, squinted her eyes and looked at it carefully.

"It's a bridge, right?"

The smile on Sun Yu's face was strong: "Our bridge is really good-looking, just looking at this face is a corner material!"

Cheng Qiaoyi blushed and was embarrassed to answer.

Hearing Sun Yu's words, Cheng Qingtong's heart felt as if someone was tickling. So far, he's the only one who hasn't seen the play.

He leaned slightly towards the head of the bed, glancing at the screen silently.

The girl on the screen is smart and natural, which makes people melt their hearts at a glance.

Sun Yu nodded: "Fortunately, Qiaoqiao is not like your father, look at this little look, how good-looking!"

Listening to this praise, Cheng Qiaoyi felt a little embarrassed.

He raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Comrade Lao Cheng, only to see that his ears were red, but his face was still tense.

"Master, don't praise him!"

Sun Yu raised his head: "I don't praise you, he still praises you?"

"That's not the case," Cheng Qingtong opened his mouth to explain: "Cheng Qiaoyi has only been learning Peking Opera for a few days, and you praise him like this......"

"I praise him not because of how long he has been studying, but because he performs well!"

Sun Yu raised his eyebrows: "You have been studying for decades, you listen to what you sing, I can't even boast!"

Cheng Qingtong's face was a little tense: "Master, I can still listen to what I sing, right......?"

"Can you still hear that?" Sun Yu glared at him, turned around and asked Cheng Qiaoyi: "Qiaoqiao, can you find the four-flat tune of "Wangjiang Pavilion" sung by your father here?"

Hearing the three words "Wangjiang Pavilion", Cheng Qingtong's face changed: "Master...... Why don't we listen to it?"

Sun Yu was confident: "How can you not listen?" As she spoke, she handed her mobile phone to Cheng Qiaoyi: "Qiaoqiao, look for it!"

Under the hot gaze of Comrade Cheng, Cheng Qiaoyi still opened the search.

He clicked on a video he hadn't seen before, titled Sealing the Box Drama and Reverse Editing.

As soon as the video was opened, Comrade Cheng's voice was immediately heard.

"Today I will bring you a piece of "Wangjiang Pavilion". ”

Comrade Cheng in the video said, with movements in his hands: "I used to learn drama, I learned it from my master, this drama is different, I learned it from my wife!"

Hearing his opening, Cheng Qingtong's face instantly turned red in front of everyone's eyes.

Sun Yu chuckled twice: "Didn't you learn from your master?"

"I'm not ......" was caught lying at the scene, Cheng Qingtong blushed a little and defended seriously: "Isn't this a backlash when I was in a box-sealing scene! I can't say that I was originally a Xuedanjiao, right?

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't expect that Comrade Cheng would be like this in front of his elders.

The character who was originally broken in his eyes was not good, and quietly added an extra tsundere to him.

Not......

Cheng Qiaoyi touched his chin and continued to watch the video.

In the video, there is a familiar loud voice Tan Ji'er, a familiar "here to kill the madman", and the barrage is also a familiar copper hammer and iron dan.

Listening to his heartfelt singing, Sun Yu couldn't stop laughing: "You can't use a small voice because you have been singing for a long time?"

Cheng Qingtong swallowed his saliva: "No, no, how could I forget!"

“…… That's what I mean, to make it fun, that's why I sing like this!"

Listening to his defense, the smile on Sun Yu's face did not decrease, and he turned to Cheng Qiao quietly: "Have you seen it, your father is such a person, and he has to find a reason if he doesn't practice well!"

Cheng Qiao nodded slightly, and Yu Guang kept watching Comrade Cheng's reaction.

Comrade Cheng's face turned the color of pig liver, but he still had a serious face: "Master, I really don't have ......."

Sun Yu raised his eyebrows: "Then you sing a good song and let the master listen to it?"

Cheng Qingtong took a breath, and the breath went up to his throat but then relaxed.

"Master, I'm in the hospital now, and I don't seem to be singing a little badly, okay?"

Sun Yu ignored him and said to Cheng Qiaoyi: "Look, he's like this!"

Cheng Qiaoyi wanted to laugh a little, but the smile on his face couldn't be eliminated.

Because of the presence of juniors, Sun Yu had a rare spirit for a long time. She talked to Cheng Qiao, in more detail than Zhang Haowen, and told Cheng Qingtong's jokes in a blink of an eye.

Cheng Qingtong's face was still a little red, but he began to be unfazed when he heard the latter sentence.

When he came out of the ward, Cheng Qingtong's first words were: "Qiaoqiao, don't tell your mother about this!"

Listening to Comrade Cheng's words, Cheng Qiao turned around and tried to hold back a smile: "Dad, you don't believe me like that?"

Cheng Qingtong glared: "It's not a question of whether you believe it or not. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little puzzled: "Why didn't you tell your mother that you used to learn Danjiao?"

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's question, Cheng Qingtong reached out and patted his head: "Children, don't ask too much!"

"Can you tell me?" Cheng Qiaoyi stretched out his hand to cover the place he was patting, and looked at the hand he was about to fall again: "Dad! Don't! It hurts, it hurts!"

Seeing his son's closeness, the smile in Cheng Qingtong's eyes became more and more intense, and he patted it gently: "Okay, this is in the hospital! ”

Cheng Qiaoyi smiled.

"Won't you take me to see your master?" Cheng Qingtong diverted the topic.

"Go!" Cheng Qiaoyi walked in front and walked to the other side: "Master, his ward is here." ”

Cheng Qingtong followed behind him, saw the ward in front of him, and couldn't help but say, "This is quite close!"

Cheng Qiao nodded: "It's quite close, but Grandpa Zhang's side is not a single room." ”

Cheng Qingtong raised his eyes and looked: "He's still young, what kind of private room do you want?"

As he spoke, he reached out and knocked on the door, and when he heard the answer from the house, he immediately pushed the door and entered.

At this time, Mr. Zhang was the only one in the ward, he was sitting in a wheelchair, carrying a small lunch box in his hand, as if he was going to go out.

Seeing Cheng Qingtong, a trace of surprise flashed on his face: "Why are you here too?"

"What? You want to take my son as an apprentice, I can't come and see it?" Cheng Qingtong raised his eyebrows.