He Ranran's life, which has been figured out, is leisurely and comfortable.

But with the passage of time, the talent competition is gradually approaching, and He Ranran said that the pressure is not great!

It is...... So where should it be sold?

He Ranran was playing with a glass bottle in his hand, he didn't buy it, nor was it from his own village, he found it with a lot of effort.

Otherwise, it will be easy to find out.

If you want to sell this, you have to be easy, but you can't, and I haven't heard of anyone who will.

But, there is a method that is comparable to this!

This method is what has always been popular: 'Makeup!' ’

He Ranran, who had thought about it, immediately decided that she would put on makeup when the time came! In other words, heavy makeup is on par with disguise!

But what can you make up yourself? He Ranran asked herself.

Forget it, let's make up as a little boy! He Ranran thought about it and thought about it, and finally decided like this!

He Ranran made a decision so lightly, but I don't know how much trouble this has caused to a beloved, and I don't know how much misunderstanding it has caused.

At this time, He Ranran saw that Grandpa brought a straight bamboo and some of Grandpa He's usual tools.

He Ranran was a little puzzled, so she asked, "Grandpa, ...... What are you doing with this? ”

"I'll make you a flute!"

Grandpa He said, his face full of nostalgia and regret for the past.

He Ran nodded and said, "Thank you, grandpa."

When Grandpa He was young, he liked singing and these musical things very much, but in that feudal era, these were all representatives of unserious business.

In that feudal era, Grandpa He was forced to stop his musical dreams and went to work as a carpenter instead.

He Ranran also knew about this by chance, and couldn't help but sigh at the feudalism at that time, and his generation was very happy, at least he could choose the life he wanted, although it was difficult, but at least there was a chance.

He Ranran looked at his grandfather's skillful movements and couldn't help asking, "Grandpa, have you ever made a flute before?"

"I've done it! At that time, I was learning to play a few tunes with an old gentleman in the village! That's how I played the tune, and your grandmother heard it, chased after it, and then decided to marry! ”

Thinking of the past days, Grandpa He's face was full of yearning and happiness.

"Who chased you! Obviously, you fell in love with me at the beginning, and you were embarrassed to come to the matchmaker, playing the flute next to my house every day, and I couldn't sleep when I was noisy! ”

Although Grandma He said angrily, her face was indeed filled with the same happiness and yearning as Grandpa He.

"Grandpa, is this true?" When He Ranran thought that when his grandfather was so strict and so young, he felt incompetent!

"Hehe, what's the matter!" Grandpa He denied it with a sneer.

was glared at by Grandma He, and Grandpa He immediately said:

"Okay, okay, I can't go! But who made your family's threshold so high, if you want to talk about a matchmaker, it's so difficult to meet everyone! What age is it! ”

There was a little bit of complaint in Grandpa He's tone, but it seemed that he still longed for that time.

"Hmph, why don't you say that you're not doing your job!" Grandma He fought back.

"Why am I not doing my job!"

As soon as he heard Grandma He say that he was not doing his job, Grandpa He immediately became anxious.

"What's wrong! You still want to yell at me! Grandma He said loudly.

"Okay, okay, grandparents are not ashamed, they still quarrel when they are so old!" He Ranran said with a milky voice.

"Huh?!" Grandpa He was not happy.

"What's wrong? Isn't what my granddaughter said right? Grandma He glanced at Grandpa He and said.

"yes, yes." Grandpa He said aggrievedly.

He Ranran hid behind Grandma He and sat with a grimace.

"You kid!" Grandpa He shook his head a little helplessly.

"That's it! It's done, you can try the sound! Grandpa He finally finished.

"Okay, I'll try." He Ranran said happily.

When He Ranran blew out the first syllable, he felt that this flute was really tailor-made for himself, and it was originally.

After the song, He Ranran completely lost her previous mood, and she played very smoothly.

"Well, it's good, it's good, it's just not that smell!" Grandpa He sighed.

"What tastes like it doesn't taste! We are the best! Grandma He said with a smile on her face.

"Well, I see, I'll think again. Thank you grandma for the compliment~" He Ranran said happily.

"Alas, I don't understand either!" Grandma He said regretfully.

"There's nothing I don't understand, we're really good at blowing!" Grandpa He said.

"Well, I'll think about it again, and then blow it again." He Ranran thought for a moment and said.

He Ranran walked out of the house, thought about it carefully, and said that she was playing "Yellow Oriole Bright Wings", which was adapted from Shanxi Bangzi's song "The Great Rescue".

The music depicts the artistic conception of the yellow warbler flying freely in a clear sky.

The whole work is divided into four sections and an epilogue.

The first paragraph: The sun rises in the east, the earth is fresh, and a qiē creature awakens, which is a beautiful picture, and the flute sound is required to be clear and melodious.

Section 2: The yellow warbler wakes up and jumps on the branches of the woods, singing with bright wings, as if to announce to nature that a day of freedom and happiness has begun again.

The third and fourth paragraphs: describe the yellow warbler in the blue sky, looking forward to the beautiful nature to fly and sing to the fullest.

Epilogue: Ends the piece with a slow tempo and a wide and beautiful flute note.

He Ranran asked herself how well she had blown in her previous life, but no one had ever been able to say anything about her shortcomings.

Because he was bound in his previous life, he was bound to a small space, so he couldn't fly freely, although he was skilled, he couldn't blow out that kind of artistic conception.

He Ranran slowly closed her eyes, imagining that she was free, her mind and body were free and belonged to her.

There are no constraints, no rumors.

Then he slowly picked up the flute and started his own 'Yellow Oriole Bright Wings'.

Freedom, happiness, happiness, the sound of the flute slowly remembered.

This song is like He Ranran's life, it is a new life, a new life, without the shackles of the past, and some are just yearning for a new life.

At the end of the song slowly, He Ranran slowly put down the flute and felt very comfortable.

"Bang bang." At this time, there was a round of applause.

He Ranran turned his head and saw that it was his grandfather.

"Grandpa, why are you here!" He Ranran asked.

"Ranran, you're blowing very well!" Grandpa He said.

"Well, thank you, grandpa." He Ranran said.

"Ranran, grandpa doesn't know what happened to you at your aunt's house, but grandpa knows that you have been thinking about it all these days!" Grandpa He said worriedly.

"Grandpa, I'm fine, it's all over." He Ranran said it, but she thought that there were some things that she couldn't get by!

"Ranran, grandpa didn't mean to force you to have a good relationship with them, but the most important thing is not that you are happy? If you're upset, isn't it cheaper for someone else? Grandpa He persuaded.

"I see, Grandpa." He Ranran said.

"Alas......" Grandpa He shook his head and left.