The next day, Yang Yi couldn't get up, and according to Uncle Wen, she had a cold and needed to rest. Wen Lei, on the other hand, changed his bed and suffered from insomnia.

What the truth is, it never matters, in this case, the mother and daughter of the Jun family have no right to speak at all, so good!

Afraid that Jun's mother said something that shouldn't be said and what she shouldn't do, Jun Rose dragged Jun's mother away under the pretext that she was unfamiliar with life.

Uncle Wen took Jun's mother and four children and got on the bus to the attached middle school.

The campus of the High School that has been closed for the holidays is very deserted, except for the music classroom nearby. The staccato music, the faint sound of conversation, and the footsteps are not unpleasant.

Here, everyone's voices are inexplicably lightened, their steps are slowed down, and their movements are gentle, for fear of disturbing others.

A certain teacher who plays erhu in the Academy of Drama, his daughter-in-law is the erhu teacher of the attached middle school, and they are also fans of Uncle Wen's opera, and Uncle Wen came to find her.

With a clear goal, Uncle Wen ran to the destination with his four children. Jun's mother paused when she passed by the lecture hall.

The one playing in it is Tchaikovsky's Concerto No. 1, which is Jun's mother's specialty, but it is played by this one in it with a different taste. Jun's mother is not obsessed with the piano, but she can't help but stop.

Jun Rose keeps an eye on Jun Ma at any time, even in this kind of emergency, Jun Rose would rather leave the team and bring her own mother.

Seeing that her mother had no intention of leaving, Jun Qiangrose pulled Uncle Wen's sleeve and asked Uncle Wen to go to the appointment first, and she stopped with Jun's mother.

The glass tiles around the lecture hall are bright, and the people playing inside are clear at a glance.

A little girl of about ten years old, dressed in white, helped a ponytail, which swayed with her movements. The small appearance, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, gentle and graceful, but the tune is how to stir up and how to come. Tchaikovsky's Concerto No. 1 is not suitable for girls to play, not to mention that the girl is only ten years old, and her technique is not skilled, and even the inertia is barely maintained.

Even if the technique is immature, it has a different feeling, and when Jun's mother listens to it, her tears suddenly burst the embankment.

After the song, the little girl who played the piano came back to her senses from the music, heard a faint sobbing sound outside the window, and looked out of the window.

Two similar-looking mothers and daughters stood outside the window, and the little girl looked helplessly at her crying mother and spread her hands at him.

Just when the two little girls were interacting, Jun's mother was already curled up against the wall, and the sobbing did not stop.

Jun Rose hugged Jun Ma's shoulders and comforted: "Isn't it Tchaikovsky's First Concerto?" I'll play it for you when you go back, even if you want to hear it, we can discuss it with the little girl inside! Don't cry! ”

Jun's mother knew the strength of her daughter, she had heard Tchaikovsky's First Concerto, and it was her own daughter who played it, and she burst into tears.

is also a girl, her own daughter is still younger, the same tune, she can hear the excitement from other people's children's piano music, hear the complacency, and hear the hard work......

But what about your own daughter? Full marks for technology, completely controllable.

You should be proud, shouldn't you? Indeed, I am proud of myself, and I am proud of him. But what else?

In the sound of her daughter's piano, there are too many feelings that do not belong to her age: anger at the injustice of fate, and courage to fight......

Eight-year-old, what is she burdened? Who gave it to her?

"Flowers, you are too brave and too strong. Mom has always been like a turtle, cowering in her shell. Mom is not a good mother......"

Jun Rose remembered her previous life in a trance, her mother's personality was decided, and it was a tragedy. But so what? Until her mother died, her mother was sorry for many people, but she was not sorry for her.

Yes! Her mother has low emotional intelligence, can't do housework, can't manage money, and doesn't have much ability, but she gave her all her love! That's it, that's enough!

"Mom, don't say that, you're the best mom in the world! Because the one who loves me the most in this world is you! ”

I don't need a lot of money, because I can get it myself, I just need to know that I have a lot of love.

Uncle Wen was still thinking about the mother and daughter of the Jun family, and after going to the appointment, he explained the situation and brought someone down to find them.

The female teacher's feelings were originally richer, and after listening to some conversations between the mother and daughter of the Jun family, and thinking of the gossip news provided by her husband, this Teacher Yao was almost moved to tears.

At this time, a teacher hurriedly rushed to the lecture hall, and Teacher Yao hurriedly grabbed someone's hand and said, "Teacher Qian, I heard that Lily in your class is going to participate in the competition?" I have a friend's child who is also going to participate, can you give me some advice? ”

Turning his head to Uncle Wen, he said, "This is Teacher Qian from our school, but he is excellent." Let him guide him with two sentences, and Jun Rose will be able to go further. ”

Teacher Yao paved the way, Uncle Wen was naturally interested, and he didn't want to dig out good words.

Teacher Qian looked at his watch, it was too late, if he continued to pull it, Lily's father was not a vegetarian, and Teacher Yao's face would have to be sold! Nodding his head, he said, "I still have something to do, you go to the back of the lecture hall and sit and wait." Don't make a noise that interferes with my teaching. When I finish the class and ask the child who participated in the competition to play, I will briefly say a few words, and I can't help with any help. ”

"That's a big help!" Uncle Wen hurriedly nodded his head in thanks.

Teacher Qian didn't say anything about Uncle Wen's humble words, and lifted up the group of people to walk towards the lecture hall after work.

The little girl in white in the lecture hall didn't leave, and after Teacher Qian asked them to sit in the back row, he walked straight to her. Jun Rose immediately understood that the little girl should be that Lily, her rival.

Lily is still playing the Tchaikovsky Concerto No. 1 that made you cry Jun's mother, Teacher Qian listened to it, her face was a little bad, Jun Rose probably knew, I was afraid that this was the little girl's own choice, Teacher Qian didn't agree!

It's just that I don't know what the background of this little girl is, even if she is self-assertive, Teacher Qian just has a bad face, or patient guidance, and does not mean to force the little girl, even her voice is soft and slow, and she is not as arrogant as Uncle Wen.

This guidance lasted for an hour before Teacher Qian asked softly, "Is there anything else Lily doesn't understand?" ”

The girl in white shook her head, pointed at Jun Qiangrose's mother and daughter, and said, "Is that Teacher Qian's friend?" ”

Teacher Qian didn't know why Lily asked, so she only explained: "That's Teacher Yao's friend, that kid is also going to participate in the competition, and wants to hear my opinion!" ”