Chapter Fifty-Six: Singing

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When she got up in the morning, Meng Xiaoxian finished washing up, told her two children to stay at home with peace of mind, and went to work. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

The two children in the family watched Meng Xiaoxian leave, and Meng Yu began to clean up the leftovers on the table, I have to say that although breakfast is an ordinary dish, it tastes very good, which makes them very satisfied.

After breakfast, Monzon took the guitar and prepared to go out.

Meng Yu stopped him and asked, "Xiao Song, why do you want to go out." ”

"I went to sing to make money, and when I came over, I found that there was a park, there were quite a lot of people, and before school started, I wanted to make some money for myself, and it was not easy for my sister to maintain this family, I had to do something." As he spoke, Meng Songxu pointed in the direction of the park.

"Also, is it for this piano?" Meng Yu pointed to the piano in the corner of the living room and asked.

"That's right, the factory over there wants me to pay them back 60,000 yuan in a year, and I have to hurry." Monzon said.

"Okay, then you go, remember to come back early." Meng Yu admonished.

"No problem, brother, I'm leaving." Monzon slung his guitar on his back and went out the door.

After a while, Monzon came to the park from memory. He also had a small hat on his body and placed it on the ground. At this time, the park is full of people walking and exercising. Holding the guitar on his body, Meng Song never dared to sing it, he was very thin-faced, and he had some apprehension in his heart.

After hesitating for a while, he "ruthlessly" calmed down, thinking, no matter, let's sing first, even if he is laughed at, what can he do? It's good to make money.

Thinking of this, Monzon felt much less stressed, and he began to pluck the guitar gently, thinking about which song to sing. After thinking about it, he finally decided to sing some milder old songs, after all, the park is still mostly middle-aged and elderly, and they should like to listen to the tune of that time.

I have to say that the tone of this guitar is much better than that of a regular guitar, and the sound that pops out is much crisper and gentler.

In the morning, Meng Song made a small harvest of dozens of yuan, although he felt that his throat was about to burst into flames.

And when he got home, he immediately drank a large glass of water to relieve his urgent need. Brother Meng Yu had already prepared lunch and waited for his brother to come back and eat it together. Although Mengyu did it very carefully, the taste was really not delicious.

"Brother...... Is there still breakfast? Meng Song took a bite of the dish, and a taste that was difficult to describe as "not delicious" came to his heart. Forced to endure and didn't spit it out, he opened his mouth and asked, "Brother, where did you learn this trick, it's so poisonous." ”

"What, isn't it delicious?" Meng Yu was a little surprised, no, these dishes look fresh and delicious, so I picked up a bite of the dish and tasted it......

"Huh...... This one is a bit salty. Meng Yu nodded, then picked up another dish, frowned and said, "This vinegar is a bit too much." ”

"Brother, please change 'somewhat' to 'very'!" Meng Song said with a stiff face, and began to eat, the whole table of dishes, he thought the rice was the best.

"Hehe, I haven't done it before, if it's unpalatable, don't eat it, I'll eat it alone, it's always bad to waste, and it's not easy for my sister to make money." Meng Yu smiled, picked up the dishes, stirred them in the rice, made the taste a little lighter, and ate the dishes one bite at a time.

Seeing Meng Yu's approach, Meng Song felt a little uncomfortable, he also picked up a lot of dishes, put them in a bowl, stirred them like his brother, took a bite, swallowed it immediately, and said vaguely: "Actually, it tastes good, but brother, don't do it again at night, wait for your cousin to come back, you must learn a little hard, I look forward to your tomorrow's dishes......"

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Meng Xiaoxian was in the pharmacy, with one hand on her chin, her eyes were slightly distracted, looking at the crowd coming and going, she was thinking about the two children in her family, she made a phone call, and told the two of them not to run around and so on, she couldn't speak, so she could only hang up the phone helplessly.

On the other hand, she is also worried about the schooling situation of her two children, thinking about how to let them receive a good education in Chunlan City.

At this time, Wang Shun stepped forward and asked, "Xiaoxian, what do you want?" ”

"It's nothing, it's just some things at home." Meng Xiaoxian said.

"Can you tell me something?" Wang Shun then asked.

"If you're worried, I won't talk about it." Meng Xiaoxian said.

"Speak up, maybe I can help you." Wang Shun said.

"My younger brother moved to my house because something happened to his family, they were originally studying in the local high school, and now they are in Chunlan City, and I don't know what to do." Meng Xiaoxian rubbed her brows and said.

"It's a trivial matter, leave it to me." Wang Shun said confidently.

"You? Can you? Meng Xiaoxian was a little unconvinced, looked at Wang Shun and said.

"Yes, how not! Just wait for my good news, your brother will definitely go to the best high school. Wang Shun snapped his fingers and said.

"Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner in the evening." Meng Xiaoxian wanted to thank Wang Shun, so she said, but after thinking about it, no, if you go out to eat with Wang Shun, what will happen to the two children in the family? Do you want them to drink the northwest wind? But the words that come out are like water spilled out, and it's really embarrassing to take them back.

Hearing Meng Xiaoxian's words, Wang Shun's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Okay." A good place to go is the one in the middle of the city. ”

"Uh...... Why don't you go to my house to eat, because there are two children at home, and I can't let them go hungry. Meng Xiaoxian explained.

"It's okay, I don't mind, even if it's a stall." Wang Shun said with a smile.

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After returning home, Meng Xiaoxian cooked by herself, and Meng Yu was beside her watching her cook, he was curious why different people would have different tastes for the same ingredients?

"Sister, let me ask you a question." Meng Yu said.

"Well, what?"

"Why do I cook the same way as you, but why doesn't it taste good?" Meng Yu asked.

"This is the experience, my sister has been cooking for so many years, it must be delicious. And my sister has worked hard to study, of course, better than you, in fact, learning to cook is like reading and learning, you need to constantly accumulate experience and knowledge to improve your level, my sister was in order to learn to cook, her face was yellow. Meng Xiaoxian explained "stinky and shameless".

"Well, then I'll come over every day to watch you cook, and I believe that as time goes by, I will definitely make a meal that is better than your sister."

"My sister can't eat it, but I'm looking forward to that day, when my sister will hand over the kitchen to you." Meng Xiaoxian pinched Meng Yu's nose and said.

Wang Shun sat alone on a chair in the living room, bored watching TV, listening to Meng Song playing the piano on the side, but he didn't feel bored.

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