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Xu Shuangchuan came out of the market in the afternoon, ran to the street and looked at it habitually, and couldn't help but smile.

Qiao Rongcheng played the violin there.

Dressed in a beige trench coat, still with a ponytail tied at the back of his head, he pulled the bowstring intently under the canopy of trees that had fallen yellow leaves.

Xu Shuang stood silently on the opposite street and listened for a while. Maybe she is a layman after all, in the sound of tactful and melodious music, she did not immerse herself deeply, but looked at the people around Qiao Rongcheng who stopped and listened, and quietly counted the heads.

There are many people who listen, and it is always good for Qiao Rongcheng.

Since the start of school, he still takes the train on Saturdays to play the violin, of course, not every week, sometimes he goes to bigger cities, such as Amsterdam or Rotterdam.

At the end of the song, Qiao Rongcheng raised his head, looked in her direction, and curled the corners of his lips.

Xu Shuang smiled back.

Qiao Rongcheng's next song is Jasmine, which is his way of greeting Xu Shuangxia. Xu Shuangchuan listened to it many times, and was no longer as distracted as the first time, but Qiao Rongcheng took the bow, and when the first sound sounded, her heart was still like a piece of ink inkstone being pushed open, and the blank scroll was written on the rain alley near her park, and the bluestone river beside her house was slowly spread.

She would think of the boats sent out by the river managers to fish for water hyacinths on a sunny day, and even more of the cloak boats she had seen when she was a child, with women rocking wooden oars, men patrolling along the side of the boat, walking on the ground, bare-bottomed children squatting on the bow of the boat without shame, and she stared at the bridgehead with wide eyes, listening to the sound of the birds, and watching them go away.

The shore under the bridge was originally planted with willow trees, but later oleander and red plums were added, and then jasmine trees were transplanted, making it a green space for parents to walk after dinner. A gust of wind rises and falls.

Xu Shuangchuan didn't understand music, and once asked Qiao Rongcheng suspiciously: "The tone of Jasmine's song is happy, right?"

"What do you hear?" Qiao Rongcheng asked rhetorically.

Although Xu Shuangchuan is an honest person, it is always difficult to say, when she listens to this song, it is always like a green plum is stuffed in her cheeks.

She's already very inauthentic, and she always comes to listen. After Qiao Rongcheng finished playing the tune, there were always three or five or six people who consciously gave money to his piano case, but she never gave anything and listened to it for free. Therefore, every Saturday, she comes to this place to take a look, and if Qiao Rongcheng comes, she will stand for a while to add some popularity to him.

"Susie. ”

Xu Shuangchuan turned around and said in surprise: "Aunt Jie." ”

Huang Jie carried a bag and walked over quickly, with a smile on her eyebrows: "Oh, when I saw it from afar, I felt like you, really." You're coming to see John, too?"

"Well, I just happened to be here. Xu Shuang said strangely, "Aunt Jie, are you already off work today?"

"Qian Sheng's daughter got married, and I took a day off today to go to the city hall to watch the ceremony. Huang Jie said happily, "After I think it's over, it's rare to have a Saturday off, and I'll also come to go shopping." ”

"What a coincidence. Xu Shuangchuan said with a smile.

"Yes," Huang Jie turned his head to look at Qiao Rongcheng on the other side of the street, and praised him, "How good John's play is, I used to hear your Uncle Qian say that John took his piano out on the street on Saturday to play, I always don't believe it, can you make money with this? Now look, John is like it, I just saw that there are really people who give money, that is, some people are willing to listen to these elegant things." At the end of this day, you can earn money by eating and drinking. ”

Xu Shuang looked at the wind blowing a wisp of hair in front of Qiao Rongcheng's forehead, and then thought of the last time he saw him play halfway, there was a drizzle, he finished playing a song against the rain, his hair and face were damp, and only one or two people stayed in place to listen.

"It's hard to stand all day. She said.

"Yes. Huang Jie nodded casually, her expression was still mostly envious, and she asked, "John comes here every week?

Xu Shuangchuan didn't know what kind of song Qiao Rongcheng was playing now, and he slowly rolled in the wind as if whispering. She didn't know how to comment on Huang Jie's market, and after being speechless for a while, she finally felt that it was inappropriate not to answer, and said honestly: "I don't know either, but sometimes I see him coming here." ”

"John is really, he doesn't come to the house to see after playing the piano, he will have a light meal with us and then go back. Huang Jie patted Xu Shuangchuan on the shoulder and said affectionately, "Susie, you are like this, you won't come to see Qian Sheng and Aunt Jie when you move away." In the past, you were here, the house was lively, Aunt Jie regarded you as her own children, but now that you are all gone, the house is suddenly quiet, and Aunt Jie misses you. ”

Xu Shuangchuan couldn't say affectionate words, she sneered, and when she heard the end, she couldn't help asking, "Aunt Jie, is no one living in now?"

"Not yet. By the way, Susie, if you have any classmates who want to rent a room, help Aunt Jie introduce you. ”

"Oh, okay. Xu Shuangchuan responded, very principled in her heart, if a classmate asked, she only introduced boys, and definitely not girls.

Huang Jie obviously attaches great importance to this matter, and still chatters: "Your Uncle Qian is also used to having young people in the family, but he doesn't advertise that our family has a vacant house to lend, who knows?" She sighed, "Susie, you also know, your Uncle Qian is an old man, he doesn't move all day long when he lives there, and the family is supported by Aunt Jie, Aunt Jie is a woman, and she knows a few big characters in China, and she doesn't even know a letter here, your Uncle Qian promised to rent out the house, but the action is not important, where can Aunt Jie find someone to live in?"

"I can only tell my brothers and sisters in the church during the service, and ask them to help me keep an eye on it, but where is there such a coincidence?" Huang Jie frowned, and seemed to complain as if she was complaining: "Susie, Aunt Jie is not afraid of your jokes, your Uncle Qian, is a high-ranking person who does not touch mundane affairs, and he regularly takes out some household expenses every month, and nothing else is on the list, Aunt Jie never saves on eating and drinking in order to take care of his body, and my salary must also be taken out to supplement the family." ”

Xu Shuangchuan nodded, this is Huang Jie and Mr. Qian's family arrangement, she was a little embarrassed to listen, but she couldn't stop Huang Jie's interest: "In the past, you lived with John, Aunt Jie didn't touch any rent, all used to maintain the family's expenses, now no one comes to live, Aunt Jie is under a lot of pressure, Aunt Jie has a lady who is almost seventy at home, and her daughter is only in high school, which is really rare." Let's just say that Qian Sheng's daughter got married this time, he is a father, how much money he gives, Aunt Jie doesn't ask. But how Aunt Jie said it was also with Qian Sheng, it can be regarded as half an elder, foreigners get married and take a flower to send a bottle of wine, Qian Sheng's family is naturalized, isn't it still the Chinese way of doing it in the bones, at night relatives and old cousins have to get together for a meal, Aunt Jie this red envelope, do you say you can not give it? Ask Qian Sheng, Qian Sheng does not say how much to give, just say let me show my heart, I saw his daughter for the first time, or such a big thing, do you say you can give less? Aunt Jie is under a lot of pressure. Susie, if you have time, help Aunt Jie go to your classmates and ask if there is a rental room. ”

Huang Jie said something and sighed again: "Aunt Jie has no one to say these words." Susie, you are such a well-behaved big girl, although you have not lived in Aunt Jie's house for a long time, Aunt Jie really likes you, looking at you, I think how nice it would be if my girl was like you, dangling in front of me. (To be continued.) )