Seeing that there was no one around, Dong Xiaoyou boldly approached the zither, knelt down, and stroked the surface of the zither with both hands, although she didn't have nails, but she just planned to play a song, so she began to pluck the seven strings, thinking about the key to reciting repeatedly when she first learned the guzheng: the name finger is tied to the pile and the four fingers are suspended, and the hook is shaken and the strings are plucked. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but knowing that there is no other way to do it with his left hand, he pushes and kneades himself leisurely. It's just a moment's effort, and the melodious and tactful tune jumps out.

She played the tune that passed the amateur grade 10 exam: "Autumn Night Thoughts", although the young child's body was slightly inconvenient, but it did not affect the play of the tune body, she had been fond of the guzheng, and now it is a long drought and nectar, and she naturally plays it into the spirit, as if all things in heaven and earth have been transformed into this intoxicating music.

"Autumn Night Thoughts" was originally a sad and desolate piano song, and now Dong Xiaoyou has traveled back to ancient times, feeling helpless, and missing relatives and friends in her heart, it seems that her own situation has been integrated with "Autumn Night Thoughts", and the mournful piano sound is accompanied by that sound note, which seems to tell the whole Xu Mansion her faint and miserable meaning. The sound of the piano is back and forth, layer upon layer. The long shake is round and jade, the ticking is staggered, the groan is desolate, the heavy tremor is tragic and desolate, and the tune is integrated and unforgettable. Dong Xiaoyou, who had already entered the best situation, closed his eyes slightly, his thin willow eyebrows frowned slightly, accompanied by the desolate piano music, and his pitiful appearance was simply moving.

In fact, not long after Dong Xiaoyou started playing, a master and a servant walked to the edge of the pool.

"Didn't I already order anyone not to enter the Yuelan Pavilion at the dinner yesterday?" The one who spoke was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, tall and tall, with sword eyebrows and big eyes, a face like a crown of jade, a beautiful beard, and a majestic and inoffensive look, he was the master of the Xu Mansion - it was Xu Qian, the biological father Xu Rong had never seen in more than ten years.

"This, sir...... That's Miss Four, sir, you never let Miss Four participate in the dinner, maybe she doesn't know at all. "It was Xiao Lao who responded, his qualifications were similar to that of Steward Chen of the Xu Mansion, he had been in the mansion since he was a child, and he was Xu Qian's henchman.

"Hmph...... How can she mess around! Xu Qian wanted to go over and reprimand Xu Rong, but with the melodious and tactful sound of the piano, he gradually felt a burst of surprise: such a mournful and moving piano music could really come from the hand of a young girl who was not yet thirteen years old?

Dong Xiaoyu flicked up, her eyes were closed, she had forgotten the environment she was in, she didn't know that Xu Qian had already strolled into the Yuelan Pavilion.

Xu Qian has not seen Xu Rong for more than ten years, so he has no impression in his mind about how his daughter Xu Rong was born, but he gradually saw the appearance of the person who played the guzheng, accompanied by the poignant piano music, Dong Xiaoyou's frowning and closing his eyes, desolate and lonely appearance, once again made Xu Qian's heart shocked: the woman in front of him was exactly the same as the only woman Chen who had walked into his heart more than ten years ago, especially the touching and complaining look, which simply made Master Xu's chest feel like a knife......

"Cher...... Is that you......" Xu Qian muttered unconsciously in a low voice, Xu Rong, who was playing with his eyes closed, seemed to have become one with the lingering shadow in his mind. Today, Xu Rong was wearing a set of red dresses, which made Xu Qian recall that the fifteen-year-old woman was also wearing a gorgeous red dress on a snowy night, holding the snowflakes falling from the sky with both hands, and smiling at herself: "Look, this snow is so cold and white." ”

"Huh!?" The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, Xu Qian's low voice to himself was discovered by Dong Xiaoyou, and in a panic, he left the guzheng with both hands, and hurriedly ended this desolate and tactful "Autumn Night Thoughts".

As the sound of the piano was interrupted, Xu Qian's thoughts also returned to the present from thousands of thoughts, the original mood of scolding had long disappeared, and there was endless self-blame and regret in his heart...... Just quietly looked at the delicate girl in front of him.

Dong Xiaoyou raised his head lightly and saw a middle-aged man in his forties, and was shocked: Could this be the father of "Xu Rong"? In the memory of Xu Rong, who was searching, because he had only watched his father from afar when he was very young, he was not sure whether the middle-aged man in front of him was his father, but Dong Xiaoyou thought that although this man looked full of majesty, he felt that he was kind and kind, unlike the fierce and violent father figure in her mind who did not care about his children, he was probably a guest of the Xu Mansion, in short, it should be a figure of his father's generation.

So, she hurriedly got up, waved towards Xu Qian, and said in a little panic: "Rong'er has seen this uncle, may I ask if the uncle is a guest of my family?" ”

Xu Qian's heart felt a faint pain, what have he been doing for more than ten years? It has been more than ten years since he and Xue'er's daughter came out, but he didn't care about it, and his daughter didn't even know who she was now! In Xu Rong's eyes with a puzzled look, he seemed to see Chen's complaining and asked, "Have you taken care of our daughter?" "yes, what the hell did you do? In the future, will you still have the face to see Xue'er?

"Uncle?" Seeing Xu Qian's stunned distraction, Dong Xiaoyou looked at him with some concern, and asked in a low voice. "What's wrong with you, uncle?"

Xu Qian's heart is full of contradictions, do you want to recognize her daughter immediately? The bleak sound of Fang Cai's daughter's infinite grievances made him shiver all over, and his chest was full of self-blame. What kind of state of mind can play such a poignant piano sound at the age of only twelve or thirteen?

“…… Uncle, everything is fine, Rong'er is good, don't worry. He tried to calm his mood, and now in this awkward atmosphere, he didn't dare to confess his identity to his daughter.

"Rong'er just saw that there was no one in the pavilion, so he took it upon himself to move this jade zither, Wan Wang, Uncle Haihan, don't blame Rong'er." His daughter's timid apology stabbed Xu Qian's heart even more, he always knew that his daughter was bullied by many aunts and brothers and sisters in the house, but he never asked. The daughter's apology seemed to tell how many grievances she had encountered.

"Rong'er, don't be afraid, Rong'er's piano skills are so wonderful, Uncle is so surprised." Xu Qian comforted with a pleasant face.

Seeing that he was not angry, Dong Xiaoyou thought that he was really just a guest, because with Xu Rong's status, he would always be reprimanded in the mansion, so she played such a high-profile performance, she thought that if she was replaced by the second sister and second brother, she would probably scold her. The man in front of him is richly dressed and has a good appearance, he must be a distinguished guest of his father's generation, Dong Xiaoyou thought to himself, he must leave the image of a well-behaved doll in this person's heart, and maybe he can speak for himself in the future, so he asked sweetly: "Uncle doesn't know how to call it?" Who is my father? ”

Xu Qian was stunned for a while, but then smiled kindly: "I am your father's brother, you can call me Uncle Xu first." He didn't dare to recognize this daughter at once.

Dong Xiaoyou looked at him with reverence, and then said in a slightly charming soft voice: "Then, Rong'er has seen uncle." (Dong Xiaoyou is such a snobbish person, and now he uses his appearance and the age of a young child to flatter anyone everywhere in order to please others)

After all, it was a mother and daughter, Xu Rong's flattering attitude once again aroused Xu Qian's impression of the "Xue'er" in his heart, and he immediately asked: "Rong'er, if there is nothing else to do today, how about sitting in this Moon Pavilion with my uncle?" ”

Dong Xiaoyou saw that this "uncle" seemed to have a good impression of him, and he was very happy in his heart, thinking that he had found a more powerful backer, so he hurriedly responded: "It is Rong'er's luck to be able to accompany his uncle." ”

Xiao Lao, who was on the side of all this, saw it in his eyes, and his heart was full of doubts: Why didn't the old man dare to recognize the fourth lady today? And these four young ladies are really as rumored, they have changed a lot in recent days, and they can play this guzheng picturesquely.

Xu Qian gave Xiao Lao a look, meaning to let him wait outside the pavilion, and not let others get closer. Xiao Lao understood and stood quietly outside the pavilion.

Xu Qian and Xu Rong knelt on the embroidered mat face to face, watching that their daughter and Xue'er were now so standard, quite like Xue'er's demeanor back then, but unfortunately she didn't know that she was her father, Xu Qian felt very sad in her heart. Over the years, he has forcibly suppressed his love for Xue'er, and has been running around for Xu's Mansion every year, just hoping to bury this affection deep in his heart and forget the beauty. But after seeing his daughter Xu Rong today, the feelings that have been buried for many years seem to erupt like a spring, and her daughter and her beloved seem to be one.

Dong Xiaoyou naturally didn't know this, he just thought that he had met a loving and good uncle, and chatted with Xu Qian with a smile.

"Good Rong'er, uncle knows that you haven't seen your biological father since you were a child...... You, do you hate him? ”

"Hmm... Rong'er doesn't hate her father. "As I said earlier, Dong Xiaoyou is a villain who has been living in a relative's house, how could she not know how to answer these relatives' questions.

"Rong'er, you...... You really don't hate him? Xu Qian's tone trembled a little, and his heart was very excited.

"Well, Rong'er doesn't hate Daddy. Xu is father still hates me, Rong'er also feels that she shouldn't come to this world, if there is no Rong'er, my mother can live a healthy life. After saying this, Dong Xiaoyou's eyes looked away sadly, leaving Xu Qian with an infinitely melancholy silhouette. In fact, she complained in her heart that the place where she lived was too simple, and her status was low and she was bullied.

After hearing this, Xu Qian felt as if his heart was cut by a knife, his daughter actually hated her birth, which parent in the world would not be uncomfortable if she heard it? When Xue'er died of illness, she listened to the words of the Taoist priest, and put all the blame on the ignorant and infant baby Xu Rong, who was the most hateful person in the world!

"Rong'er...... Don't think so, your father won't hate you now. After saying this, Xu Qian felt as if there was something in his throat.

"Uncle, Rong'er thanked you for your good words." Dong Xiaoyou turned his face sideways and gave Xu Qian a smiling expression, Xu Qian just looked at it in a daze, he was very entangled in his heart, he had lost his beloved woman, and this daughter who should have been the most cherished has been miserable for more than ten years, but she has been so tender and gentle, she should find an opportunity to make up for the fatherly love she owes her for a long time.

The two chatted for a while, and when it was time for the meal, Xu Qian hoped to take Xu Rong to the front hall for dinner, but Xu Rong only refused softly: "Rong'er has heard from my aunt since I was a child, I can't go to the front hall to eat, if my father knows, he should beat me again." ”

Hearing this, Xu Qian felt like she had been struck by lightning, and she wanted to hug her daughter immediately, and yelled at the wives and concubines who had bullied her: "This is my blood and blood with the woman I love the most!" If any of you dare to have anything to do with her again, I'll kill you!! But when he came back to his senses, Xu Rong had already made a gesture at him, and then said goodbye.

He stood in place, watching Xu Rong gradually disappear from view...... Xiao Lao, who was on the side, approached Xu Qian and said, "The fourth lady is really well-behaved and graceful now, and she was born so standardly, the lord is really blessed, with such a good daughter." In fact, Xiao Lao, like Mr. Chen, has been very sympathetic to Xu Rong's situation, and now it is the first father-daughter conversation in thirteen years, although Xu Rong only thinks that Xu Qian is an "uncle", but Xiao Lao still wants to speak for Xu Rong.

"Xiao Lao...... Rong'er has been in the house for so many years, is she very wronged? ”

"Alas...... Master, I don't want to play with my lips and tongues, but it is true that in addition to Mrs. Sanniang Murong, there are several other wives and young ladies in the house... It's to make the fourth lady very pitiful, look at the bruises on her wrists, I heard that the old man was beaten by the second young master, and it was swollen for several days. Xiao Lao was kind-hearted, and finally couldn't help but say this.

"Really...... That bruise was actually injured by Yi'er? This little brute, even his own sister is ruthless? Xu Qian almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence. Immediately, he said to Xiao Lao with a serious face: "You prepare a set of dresses of top fabric for Rong'er in the afternoon, and I want Rong'er to attend today's dinner!" ”

Xiao Lao hurriedly claimed that it was.

"Rong'er...... What Dad owes you for so many years will definitely make up for it. From now on, Daddy will never let anyone bully you! Cher, if you know under the spring... Please forgive me. ”