Chapter 112: Bosom Friend
()"This song is a new work of the slave family, I don't know if I can still listen to it?" ”
Wanyue asked aloud, which interrupted everyone's thoughts and pulled everyone back from the artistic conception of the piano sound.
"My sister plays so well, it's so good."
In her previous life and this life, Liu Qin was musically blind, and all the music that came into her ears could only be divided into two types: good and bad, as for the artistic conception depicted by the music, the feelings it brought to her, she couldn't express it, I really didn't know.
Xiao Wu lowered his head, Fang Nuo smiled, and didn't say a word.
Jiang Li hesitated for a moment and read out a poem softly.
"The oblique light falls on the ruins, and the cattle and sheep return to the poor alleys. The wild old man thought of the shepherd boy and relied on the thorn gate. The pheasant wheat seedlings are beautiful, and the silkworms sleep and the mulberry leaves are scarce. Tian Fu and He hoeed, and the words of each other followed. That is, the envy is leisurely, and the groaning is declining. ”
Wan Yue glanced at Jiang Li, there was a hint of surprise in her eyes, she didn't expect this little boy to understand her piano sound.
"The slave's new song "Hometown", I didn't expect this son to be able to hear the meaning, it's really rare."
"I was born in a mountain village, and this song makes me feel like I'm back in time."
Listening to Jiang Li's words, Wanyue nodded, and said with some melancholy: "The slave family has not personally felt it, but since I was a child, I have heard my mother say that my mother is missing her hometown until she died. ”
Wan Yue's words caused everyone present to be concerned, and there was silence for a while, and everyone thought about their own thoughts, and fell into the memories of the past.
Liu Qin looked at this, looked at that, and always felt that an invisible river of sorrow was flowing in the house, bringing everyone into a sad love.
Alas, the past cannot be traced, the deceased is gone, and the living must always work hard to live well. Living happily and happily is the best explanation and comfort for the deceased.
"Sister, I didn't expect that you and Brother Ah Li are actually bosom friends of the mountains and rivers."
Liu Qin's crisp voice was a little abrupt, but it immediately pulled everyone's feelings back. No more being surrounded by sadness.
"Oh?"
"I forgot to introduce it." Liu Qin pointed at Jiang Li embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "He is my cousin, Jiang Li." ”
pointed to Fang Nuo and Xiao Wu again, "Cousin, Fang Nuo." Senior brother, little five. ”
"Sister, what do you mean by mountains and flowing water?"
Hearing Jiang Lixiang's question, Liu Qin shook his head proudly, "Speaking of this, it's a very long story, anyway, now that I have time, I'll tell you about it." ”
"Legend has it that there used to be a man named Boya who liked to play the piano. I often played in front of a mountain, and one day a woodcutter came to chop wood, and squatted beside him very seriously to listen, and for many days as long as his piano sounded, the woodcutter came. Boya asked him, do you understand? The woodcutter said that he had just played a towering mountain. Boya played a paragraph and asked again, and the woodcutter said that it was gurgling water, and Boya was shocked when he heard it, because this was exactly what he wanted to express in his heart. ”
So Boya became good friends with the woodcutter who was called the child. But the ending was not very good, the child died of illness, and Boya dropped the piano. Vowed never to play the piano again. Later generations called them the bosom friends of the mountains and rivers. ”
"Is there such a thing?"
"Really." The little girl Liu Qin said with certainty, but she flinched again in Jiang Li's puzzled eyes, "Hehe, I read it in the book." I don't know if it's true or not. ”
Jiang Li was even more puzzled, where did her sister read such strange books, why didn't she know what she said?
"Mountains and rivers? The little boy knows a lot, and this story is also very interesting, and it is really not easy for people who love music to meet someone who understands their own heart. It is his blessing that Boya can meet the child period. ”
"My sister is also blessed, and my sister also has a bosom friend of Brother Ali."
"Well, after that, Jiang Gongzi came every day, and the slave family stroked Jiang Gongzi every day."
"What, I'm here, won't my sister play tunes?"
"Listen to you? I guess it's not much better than playing the piano to a cow. ”
In Liu Qin's aggrieved little eyes, everyone laughed, sweeping away the dull atmosphere just now.
Speaking of this, Liu Qin is really a little crazy, it is said that piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are a compulsory course for every lady, but Liu Qin is a fake girl, except for playing in the kid pile all day long, this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, female red embroidery, she didn't learn at all.
Nothing else is okay, she is still very interested in piano art, when she thinks of the ancient beauty of the long shirt fluttering, playing Xiao and the flute, her blood is boiling, so she is now also an ancient little beauty, oh, a little beautiful man, if you learn some flirting skills, when you grow up, pretend to be a tomato, maybe you can also attract a bunch of beauties?
Thinking of this, he jumped up again, and simply ran directly to Wanyue, "I won't learn, my sister wants to teach me." ”
"Do you really want to learn?"
"Really."
Liu Qin nodded straight, looked at the qin in front of Wanyue, and retreated in his heart, I heard that the guqin is the most difficult, or learn a simple one, and then looked at the jade flute hanging on the wall on the side, "Sister, I'll learn that." ”
"What about you?"
Wan Yue turned to ask Jiang Li and the three of them.
"I also learn the flute." Fang Nuo hurriedly answered.
"I've learned to play Xiao before, and if I can, I'd like to learn Xiao."
Liu Qin remembered that on the first day Jiang Li arrived at Liufu, he had held a tube of jade flute and thought about it for a long time, and the jade flute must have been left to him by his father.
As for Xiao Wu, as if he hadn't heard it, he neither answered nor had no expression, and the qiē here had nothing to do with him.
In the end, Liu Qin and Fang Nuo learned to play the flute with Hongjing, Jiang Li learned to play the flute with Wanyue, and after a few days, they went to Yanyu Upstairs for a class.
When I came back from Yanyulou, I met Mr. Zhou, who had just returned home from home, in the front yard.
Master Zhou's face was ruddy, his expression was full of joy, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
"Teacher."
Several people respectfully saluted Master Zhou.
Master Zhou left Liu Qin. Since the girl stayed with him alone for so long, Master Zhou felt that his face had been lost, and he couldn't put himself on a shelf as a teacher in front of the girl, and even when he was lecturing, he didn't dare to look at her, and he was ashamed and ashamed, and he really had the urge to quit.
So now facing Liu Qin, Master Zhou's face is red, and his eyes don't know where to look.
"That...... Then your sister promised to wait for the weather to be warmer, and then come to Wucheng, because the teacher didn't want to trouble the house, and wanted to ask the girl to help find a house in the Beicheng area, if there is a ...... If it is suitable, rent it, and thank you here for the teacher. ”
"Really, my sister is coming? Great, don't worry, teacher, leave this matter to me, and make sure it is done properly. ”
Liu Qin patted his chest and assured.
"That...... Don't ask for too good, just have a small yard where people can live. ”
Liu Qin knew that Master Zhou's family was poor, and he taught in the house, although his cultivation was not low, but if he wanted to live in a prosperous town like Wucheng, he still had to tighten his belt.
However, in front of the students, he was embarrassed to say that he had little money, so he proposed that as long as the small courtyard could live in people.
"yes, I see."
Liu Qin nodded, although she has money, she will not take care of everything, people are dignified, poor scholars pay more attention to face, and they don't even live in the house, how can Master Zhou let his students pay for rent out of their own pockets.
Therefore, trying to find a cheap and suitable room is the greatest help for teachers. (To be continued.) )