Ruan's piano for Xiusun asked Xiusun to move back to the Huanshi Mountain House Bisha Cupboard, and the eighth master personally took his most beloved "Duyou" the next day, and happily entered the Green Jie Xuan.

Xiusun was accompanying Ruan's to take supplements, and when she heard the little maid's report, she thought she had heard it wrong, since the eighth master had recovered from his injury, he had to wait until it was dark every day before entering the Green Onion Xuan, could it be that his clothes were dirty like yesterday?

Ruan's instructed Fuxiang to call Zhuyun over, and when the eighth master came to serve and change clothes, Fuxiang just lifted the curtain, and the eighth master came in, and said with a smile, "Try a good piano today, see if this little guy likes it." ”

Xiusun reacted for a while before remembering that the little guy he said meant the little baby in Ruan's belly, and when the mother and daughter were stunned, the eighth master had already ordered Zhuyun and Fuxiang who came into the house to put the piano case in place, and was about to burn incense, but was stopped by Xiusun, "Mother can't smell incense when she is pregnant, and you will always bring incense to your mother's side in the future." ”

The eighth old man then remembered that the old lady seemed to have reminded him of this, so he readily agreed, so he instructed Zhuyun to change his clothes without incense, and he himself pulled his cuffs and sniffed it, and then sat back on the piano table to make sure that it was okay, and played the curly flute with great interest.

Ruan's was already short-tempered when she was pregnant, but now after listening to this rhythmic tune, the fire in her heart rushed up for a while, Xiusun saw it and quickly waved her hand to her father, "Daddy, you change it to a more soothing one, what if my younger brother listens to it and always turns in his mother's belly." ”

The eighth old man laughed, "I just want this kid to be active." ”

When Xiusun heard this, she only felt a mouthful of old blood choked in her throat, is this person six out of twenty? It won't be the same age as her body and soul.

She had no choice but to slow down her tone and explain, "Isn't it time for my brother to come out yet, just to sleep well and grow his body, if you toss him so much, he shouldn't be able to sleep." ”

The eighth master heard that it made sense, so he put the piano down, took the hole flute, and blew the song plum blossom three lanes.

The melodious and long, quiet and elegant music is finally more comfortable to listen to, but in this room where the charcoal pot is burned without the slightest incense, it can taste a little sweet.

Xiusun was relieved to see that Ruan's face had softened a little.

The eighth old man's lung capacity is excellent, and he blows until the sky is dark, the baby moves twice, and Xiusun changed the tea for him several times next to him, and he can still blow.

The old lady also sent Shen's mother to ask what was going on, Chen's mother smiled and whispered to Shen's mother, Shen's mother also laughed when she heard it, and said in a low voice, "The old man is still a child's temper." "Went back to the old lady.

Several aunts in the Bifen Pavilion also came to inquire, and the maids and daughters-in-law of Onion Jiexuan all liked to answer vaguely.

Zheng's mother, who had just raised her buttocks, also came to ask, and the maid of Onion Jiexuan still remembered her fuss some time ago, and they all looked down on her vulgar style and ignored her at all.

Mother Zheng was very angry, but she was also afraid of the Ruan family, so she didn't dare to be presumptuous in the onion Jiexuan, and went back to Aunt Qin's courtyard in the Bifen Pavilion.

Aunt Qin, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was still a little pale, she was sitting in front of the piano desk and wiping the body with a soft cloth, and when she saw Mother Zheng coming in, she asked, "Have you inquired clearly?" ”

Mother Zheng was about to tell the truth, when she suddenly saw Aunt Qin's expectant look, she froze, she remembered that Aunt Qin wanted to send her back to Zhongshan Courtyard a few days ago.

I must have felt that she was old and useless, and wanted to throw her away. Mother Zheng was heartbroken, holding Aunt Qin's thighs with a handful of snot and tears, but Aunt Qin was unmoved.

If Aunt Qin knew that she couldn't even inquire about the news, wouldn't she be even more disgusted with her? Zhongshan's courtyard has become a scorched earth ruin, if she is driven out of the house again, where else can she go?

Can't let Aunt Qin feel that she is useless, Mother Zheng comforted herself and said that if Aunt Qin was left alone in this big mansion, she didn't know what would happen, she had to stay and protect Aunt Qin.

So she rolled her eyes and recalled the sound of the piano she had heard the day before, first intermittently, and then it became better again.

In a flash of inspiration, there was, Zheng's mother said, "Yesterday, my wife wanted to play the piano, and it was very difficult to play, and the master couldn't stand it, so he played a song by himself." ”

"Oh?" Aunt Qin raised her eyebrows like a distant mountain, recalling the sound of the piano she heard yesterday, first the intermittent flat sand and falling geese, and then the half-curved mountains and flowing water, it seemed to be the case, she sneered contemptuously, "Hmph, the merchant family is from a family, and he also came to learn from my scholarly family. ”

"That's it." Mother Zheng roughly understood Aunt Qin's words, and was a little weak-hearted, so she echoed.

Aunt Qin smiled and raised her hand to pluck the strings in front of her, and said leisurely, "You said, if I play a good song, will Ruan's family feel ashamed?" Can you remember my goodness? ”

When the eighth master was mentioned, Aunt Qin's autumn-like eyes were soft and revealing a glimmer of resentment, thinking of the years when they were quiet, you and me, and couldn't help but wet their eyes.

Mother Zheng was distressed when she saw it, and quickly picked up the silk handkerchief that Aunt Qin threw on the piano case to wipe her tears, and whispered softly, "Auntie, don't cry, the master treats you sincerely, and sooner or later he will reconcile with you." My aunt should take good care of her body and give birth to a big fat boy for my lord next year. ”

Aunt Qin laughed out loud when she heard Mother Zheng say this, and waved her hands on the strings, with a "clang" sound.

She took the handkerchief and wiped away her tears, raised her eyes to look at the yellow lantern on the veranda outside the window, and said proudly, "I'll just play a song to let them know what the real scholarly charm is." ”

In the Green Onion Xuan, Ruan was asking Xiusun to eat two less lion heads, and the eighth master listened to it and put the two remaining lion heads on the plate into his bowl.

Xiusun was dumbfounded, flattened his mouth and glared angrily at the eighth master, there were four in the plate, and he took two of them.

The eighth master saw his little daughter's little face like crab roe soup dumplings, pinched her cheeks with a smile, and sandwiched a piece of cabbage in soup into the plate in front of her, and said hesitantly, "Eat more vegetables to become smart, you are a girl, you are too fat to get married." ”

A sentence ruthlessly poked Xiusun's sore spot, Xiusun felt even more aggrieved, she puffed out her cheeks and said, "I'll practice martial arts with Ah Hong from tomorrow, Ru Niangzi said, if you want not to be too fat, you have to exercise more, it's not right to be hungry and not eat." ”

After speaking, he stared directly at the small plate in front of the eighth master, and the two red and shiny lion heads seemed to be waving to her enthusiastically.

The eighth master raised his hand to cover the plate, and said, "You can eat two enough, and I will only cook two for you at each meal in the future." Then he looked at Ruan Shi in general, as if he was saying, you see that I am smart.

Nguyen didn't bother to pay attention to him.

At this moment, a string of high-pitched music came from the east.

Ruan Shi frowned, lowered his head and took a sip of soup. (To be continued.) )