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Duanmu Wan'er only came over from the kitchen at this time, and after knowing the situation outside, she looked at Xiao Han with a look of comfort.

"Wan'er, do you think you can bear it?"

"What do you think, sir?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had already made up their minds with a decision.

Small shop.

Han Ling chose the dishes there with a bitter face, and when the shop encountered this situation on the first day it opened, who would feel better? Although Xiao Bisheng was very indifferent when he spoke to his son just now.

But in fact, he was still a little disappointed in his heart, and the reason why he didn't show it was because he didn't want to put too much pressure on his son.

"You say, will our son lose all his money?"

Han Ling began to think crankily, in fact, she didn't agree with her son's blind tossing, after all, their family didn't have much savings, Xiao Han was in his twenties, and he was about to get married. If you lose all the money, what will you use to buy a house and get married in the future.

Poor couples mourn everything, in Han Ling's view, even if the loyal love is facing the pressure of life all day long, I am afraid that it will be wiped out beyond recognition in the end.

"What nonsense?" Xiao Bisheng glared at him, "As long as the craftsmanship is there, I'm not afraid that I won't be able to make money." ”

"Hey...," Han Ling sighed, "I hope so." ”

Just when Xiao Han's parents were worried in the house, there was a melodious music outside the room.

When I first listened to it, I only felt like the cry of a nightingale, which was surprising, but not joyful. However, as the music was played, the originally intermittent warbler cry turned into a clear and melodious sound like deep flowing water.

If you listen to it carefully, it will make people feel refreshed. If you close your eyes and listen carefully to the beautiful music, you will feel that your whole body and mind are cleansed. It's like inhaling a breath of fairy air, and the breath is back in the intestines, which makes people feel happy, forgetting all the thoughts and troubles.

The whole world seems to be quiet. Only this beautiful music is tactful, lingering, and sublimated in the sky.

On today's earth, with the popularization of electronic devices, music seems to be heard everywhere. The lively square dance accompaniment in the square, and the music of the lively atmosphere played by the stereo next to the supermarket.

However, after listening to so many pieces of music, there has never been one like this one, which can sing music into people's hearts and through people's souls.

The farmer who was working in the field stopped, and the residents who were about to go home for dinner also leaned over, and what was even more strange was the nearby old Weijia restaurant, which was silent at this time, and everyone was listening intently.

Diners put down their dishes and chopsticks, diners who drank wine put down their glasses, and only some waiters were still walking around asking guests if they wanted to order.

"This guest, would you like to order?"

"Order your mother's food, get out!" the guest scolded angrily, as if because the waiter had disturbed the mood.

Wei Chuanpu looked at this scene, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, after a while, someone shouted, pointing out the window and shouting in surprise: "Look, my God... Is that a fairy?"

"I'm dripping!"

"Sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, that's what you said..."

The people in the restaurant suddenly went crazy, they wondered why they didn't see this woman just now, and they threw down the dishes and chopsticks and ran out of the restaurant. I didn't even have time to pay for the meal.

"Jiao, pay and leave..."

Wei Chuanpu was dumbfounded, are these Nima and these people all animals, and they can't be like this when they see fairies.

Of course, Wei Chuanpu knew who the woman who was playing the piano in front of the empty shop. Isn't it the one who hugged Xiao Han in the small shop that day?

Wei Chuanpu didn't see her when Xiao Han fired the cannon just now, he thought it was probably not in the shop? But he didn't expect to stand up at this time, and personally perform a song to help Xiao Han relieve the siege.

"Hey... Why can't I meet such a good girl?"

Looking at the fairy-like woman outside the window, Wei Chuanpu couldn't help but feel a deep frustration.

Chu Yun kicked Xiao Han and became his girlfriend, and Wei Chuanpu was still proud. But in fact, every woman Xiao Han seems to know is completely out of Chu Yun.

At this moment, Wei Chuanpu's mobile phone suddenly rang, and it was Chu Yun calling.

Wei Chuanpu clicked the answer button and put it to his ear, and Chu Yun's coquettish voice came from the other end of the phone: "Chuanpu, I want to buy a bag, the money is not enough, can you transfer me some money and stride forward?"

"Money, you know how to ask for money. Do you know anything else besides money? I'm so busy in the store, you don't even say to help, please, I'm not an ATM, I don't have a girlfriend and he doesn't want him to spend money on me? You don't know how to help me?"

Maybe it was because of anger, Wei Chuanpu spit out the depression in his heart directly, and the phone was silent instantly, and he didn't know what Chu Yun's expression was at this time.

Once again, the empty shop was overcrowded, and more than before. But everyone stood quietly a few meters away, and no one approached the size of the place in front of the shop. It seems that he is afraid of his own involvement, defiling there.

The breeze blows and the music is melodious. Under the blue sky, in front of the crowd, there was a woman in a white dress, sitting on the ground. The breeze stirred her three thousand green silks, her slender hands plucked on the strings like butterflies, and her jumping fingertips were like flowing spring water, and the notes that flowed out were the most beautiful water sounds.

The song is melodious and the people are beautiful.

Looking at this scene, it is like appreciating the most beautiful picture scroll between heaven and earth.

In the picture, there is a woman. Next to her, there was a young man.

Xiao Han was already smiling at the moment. is worthy of being an imperial princess, and she is really ingenious. He is proficient in poetry, books, etiquette and music, and even Xiao Han can't help but be jealous of the heavens, and seems to have given all the good things to the woman in front of him.

I don't know how long it took, as the last note fell, Duanmu Wan'er slowly got up, and the ribbon around her waist outlined her unbearable willow waist.

With a gentle smile, the girl bowed slightly to everyone.

Bang Bang Bang!

Xiao Han was the first to applaud, and then the applause was thunderous, like a wave.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Han knew that his time had come.

He raised his hand and motioned for everyone to calm down. Then he stood in front of the door and said to everyone: "Everyone, if you want to listen to Wan'er's performance again, please eat in the small shop." ”

….

"Khan, get in line..."

"Don't squeeze..."

"Paralysis, one by one!"

"Dio!"

Xiao Han is drunk, it's hard to have fewer guests, and it's not good if there are more people....

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"Da Sheng, you hurry up and go over to appease, the third table on the left is starting to urge again, hurry up, don't let the guests wait for a long time." ”

Looking at so many guests, Han Ling simply smiled. He has been doing catering for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen so many customers come to the small shop.