Chapter Twenty-Four: Diqiao
Mo Fuluo reached out and took the dark brown cloth bag containing the flute, pulled the sealed string open, and took out the flute inside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
A cluster of red tassels is tied to the mouth under the flute, and it looks a little playful as the flute is picked up and gently shaken.
"This, I saw that this flute has no decorations, so I gave you a tassel, and I don't know if you like it or not." Fan Xuan scratched his head and said with some embarrassment.
"It's fine." According to Mo Fuluo's temperament, she will not easily reveal her emotions of liking or disliking, even if this spike really looks good, she will only say that it is okay and will not add more polish.
"That's good, that's good." Fan Xuan immediately changed to a smile.
Mo Fuluo's eyes moved slightly, he reached out and stroked the flute, and said softly: "What if the flute is broken?" ”
"If something goes wrong, Miss Mo can bring it to me, I can fix it."
"Okay."
Mo Fuluo nodded slightly, took out the money bag from his arms and threw it over, Fan Xuan took it and checked it, and said busily: "It's too much." ”
"You take it, if you have more, you can keep it for me, and next time you come to buy something else, you will count." With that, he put the flute bag back on and turned around and walked out of the instrument shop.
"Gone!" Mo Fuluo waved his hand at Fan Xuan, and walked into the alley without looking back.
Fan Xuan shook his head helplessly with the money bag, sighed, and walked to the piano to pluck the strings a few times.
A few wisps of sound came into Mo Fuluo's ears, and the corners of her mouth curled, and she quickly turned out of the alley.
The small courtyard of the alley gate is dyed with a piano, and it causes a hustle and bustle when it enters the downtown area. In the uproar, He Yueer had a voice in his heart.
Mo Fuluo went out of this door, looked here, looked there, bought a bunch of things, and looked like an ordinary ordinary woman.
When she returned to Yunxiu Building, Yucui was leaning on a chair in the courtyard and napping. The midday sun spread on that white and delicate little face, painting her small facial features.
Although she has only known Yucui for a few days, all the cooling of Mo Fuluo is useless to her. She came from a poor background, but she worked hard to survive. She is smart and well-behaved, but she is timid and loves to cry. She likes to wear beautiful clothes, likes to eat good food, and loves to make noise and laugh. Mo Fuluo is actually a little envious of her.
If she hadn't experienced those changes, she might have become a woman with a character like Yucui.
Yucui seemed to sense that someone was coming around her, and her well-proportioned breathing sped up a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.
"Sister A, you're back!" Yucui rubbed her eyes and smiled.
"Hmm."
Mo Fuluo responded lightly and handed over the snack in his hand.
"Wow, there's something to eat!" Yucui hurriedly took the paper bag, looked at the pattern on it, and was happy again. "Sister Ah Luo, how do you know that Wei Xiangzhai's dim sum is delicious?"
Mo Fuluo frowned slightly, replied, "I bought it casually", and walked towards the house with the package of clothes.
Yucui stuck out her tongue and jumped up and down and followed Mo Fuluo into the house.
"Where's Aunt Lan?" Mo Fuluo glanced at the food on the table and put the package he was carrying aside.
"Aunt Lan went to rest after lunch, Sister Aluo, you are hungry, eat quickly."
"Hmm." Mo Fuluo pulled out a chair and sat down as he spoke, and by the way, he wrapped his clothes and pushed them in front of Yucui. "You're with Aunt Lan."
"What a beautiful dress, did you really buy it for me?" Yucui held a goose-yellow cloth skirt and exclaimed.
"Hmm." Mo Fuluo responded, glanced at the clothes Yucui was wearing, and said, "Don't wear this set of maid clothes on your body in the future." ”
"Uh-huh......" Yucui was surprised and delighted, nodded again and again, looked at Mo Fuluo, and couldn't help crying.
"If you dare to cry, try it." Mo Fuluo raised his voice coldly, so frightened that Yucui hurriedly sucked back the tears hanging in his eyes.
"I'll go see Aunt Lan." As he spoke, Mo Fuluo took out the two clothes he bought for Mo Lan from the package, and turned around and went up to the second floor.
"Aunt Lan, you didn't rest?"
When he went up to the second floor, Mo Fuluo found that Mo Lan was leaning against a window in the corridor, looking out.
"Ah Luo is back." When Mo Lan heard the voice, he hurriedly turned his head, looked at Mo Fuluo who was slowly approaching him, and couldn't help laughing, "How can you sleep all the time?" These **** are all fat. ”
"You didn't sleep well, look at the clothes I bought you." Mo Fuluo handed over the two sets of clothes in his hand, and said, "I remember that you like purple, what do you think of this purple dress?" And this red one, you must look good in red! ”
"Where did you get the money?" Mo Lan asked Mo Fu while looking at his clothes.
"Fight wins."
Mo Fuluo's faint answer attracted Mo Lan's eyes, she glared at Mo Fuluo fiercely, and said angrily: "How can you fight?" Who did you fight with? ”
The corners of Mo Fulu's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help revealing a sneer: "The guard beside Li Youge has long looked at him unpleasantly. If you come to me next time, the money will have to be doubled. ”
"You!" Mo Lan raised his hand and poked Mo Fuluo's head, and then said worriedly: "You be careful, don't offend the people around Li Youge for the time being." ”
"I'm afraid it's too late. He also saw that I didn't like me, and he wanted to do it for a long time. Aunt Lan, don't worry, I have always been the only one who beats people, I can't move Li Youge, so I will practice with the people around him first. Mo Fuluo finished coldly, then reached out and pulled the new clothes in Mo Lan's hand, and said, "Okay, Aunt Lan, don't talk about this, you go and try to see if this dress fits!" ”
Mo Fuluo was rarely interested, and pushed Mo Lan into the house.
A "dang" sound suddenly came from the ground, and I saw a slender object falling out of Mo Fuluo's sleeve.
"I almost forgot, I bought a flute." Mo Fuluo had already picked up the things that had fallen on the ground as he spoke.
"Aunt Lan, you taught me to play the flute when I was a child, and now I'm about to forget, you can teach me again." As he spoke, Mo Fu handed the flute with a dark brown cloth bag to Mo Lan.
"Okay." Moran smiled softly and took the flute.
Carefully unwound the string on the cloth bag and took out the flute inside, Mo Lan's eyebrows and eyes stretched a little, and he said happily: "If it is really a good flute, you can play a song when you are upset in the future." ”
"I remember when I was a child, when I cried, Aunt Lan would play the flute for me, and then I wouldn't cry anymore. It's a pity that I didn't learn well at that time, and Aunt Lan has to teach me well now. Mo Fuluo looked at Mo Lan and smiled, and his mood couldn't help but improve.
"Does it have a name?" Moran asked again.
"No, Aunt Lan should give it a name."
Moran nodded, his fingers lightly brushed the flute, his fingertips paused for a moment on the bamboo carved on it, and opened his mouth to say, "It's a coincidence." ”
"Coincidentally? Diqiao? ”
"Hmm." Moran answered softly, put the clothes in his hand on the bed, and said, "Go back and write down the song I taught you when I was a child, I only taught you half of it before, and now we will make up for it." ”
"Okay, let's take our time and make up for it." Mo Fuluo said softly on his face, but his heart was already like a waterfall, bubbling and churning.
If she can be as quiet as she is at this time in the future, Moran only needs to teach her to play the flute every day, and there will be no pain or injury.
However, she is Mo Fuluo, and she can't stay together for a good time.
But Moran, she will protect her for the rest of her life.