Uncle Zhang didn't expect Zhang Aijia to agree so happily, so that the rhetoric he prepared failed to come in handy. After staring at Zhang Aijia, who was immersed in eating vegetables for a while, he quietly gave Zhou Xiaochuan a thumbs up. Obviously, he attributed all this to Zhou Xiaochuan.

While pouring wine for himself and Zhou Xiaochuan, Uncle Zhang couldn't hold back his joy and smugness and muttered in his heart: "My choice is really right, Xiao Zhou is really powerful, and he has achieved results so quickly." ”

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled bitterly, he didn't think he really had that much charm. In his opinion, Zhang Aijia did this just because he didn't want to spoil the good mood of an old man. It really has nothing to do with him.

The three of them sat at a table to eat, but the atmosphere was quite eerie.

Among them, Zhang Aijia only cared about eating vegetables. Most of the home-cooked dishes cooked by Zhou Xiaochuan entered her mouth. Although Uncle Zhang wanted the two young people to talk and made efforts to do so, it had little effect. However, Uncle Zhang also knows his granddaughter's current surname quite well, and he doesn't expect that a meal will make her and Zhou Xiaochuan friends. To be able to do this like this is already beyond his expectations, and he has overfulfilled the task.

After a while, Zhang Aijia put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand: "I'm ready to eat, grandpa, you use it slowly." Call me when you're done eating, and I'll come out and clean up the table. So saying, she stood up and was about to walk towards her room.

Uncle Zhang's house has two bedrooms and one living room, and the area is far larger than the one Zhou Xiaochuan rented.

"Sit a little longer." Uncle Zhang really thinks about creating opportunities for the two young people to get along and communicate all the time.

Zhang Aijia shook her head and refused: "No, I still have to practice." ”

"Practice? What piano? "Zhou Xiaochuan is quite sensitive to the word 'qin' at this time.

Uncle Zhang looked proud and said with a smile: "Naturally, it's a piano, don't you know, my granddaughter, but she is a famous piano master." ”

Zhou Xiaochuan was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked, "So, there is also a piano here?" ”

Uncle Zhang replied, "Aren't you talking nonsense? If she didn't have a piano, what would she use to practice? ”

Zhou Xiaochuan was pleasantly surprised: "Great, this is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there!" ”

The old turtle poked his head out of Zhou Xiaochuan's trouser pocket and said, "If you want me to say, you are obviously a blind cat and a dead mouse, and your luck is too good, right?" Would you like to think about buying a lottery ticket later? You might even be able to hit the jackpot. Since coming to Uncle Zhang's house, it has slipped into Zhou Xiaochuan's trouser pocket. It's not because it's shy and afraid of people, but because it's afraid of the bamboo-leaf green snake that Zhang Aijia raised. However, after coming to the house for so long, there was no trace of the bamboo leaf green snake, and the old turtle's courage gradually increased.

What the old turtle said, except for Zhou Xiaochuan, no one else could hear it. However, what Zhou Xiaochuan said made Uncle Zhang and Zhang Aijia hear it clearly.

Uncle Zhang asked curiously, "Why are you so surprised?" What are you looking for a piano for? ”

"I just wanted to learn to play the piano, and I just went out to see if there was a piano shop nearby." After Zhou Xiaochuan explained two sentences, he said to Zhang Aijia with an expectant face: "Miss Zhang, can I borrow your piano?" You can rest assured, it won't be too long, five or six days will be enough. ”

"Nope." Zhang Aijia didn't think about it, and flatly refused.

Just when Zhou Xiaochuan was disappointed, Uncle Zhang spoke: "Ai Jia, it's rare that Xiao Zhou wants to learn the piano, so you can lend it to him, and by the way, you can teach him." ”

While saying this, Uncle Zhang quietly gave Zhou Xiaochuan a thumbs up under the table. Obviously, he mistakenly thought that Zhou Xiaochuan wanted to get close to Zhang Aijia on the pretext of learning piano.

In this regard, Zhou Xiaochuan could only smile bitterly.

Now that Uncle Zhang has spoken, even though Zhang Aijia is unwilling in every way, he does not dare to disobey the old man. In addition, the dishes that Zhou Xiaochuan cooked just now that resembled the 'mother's taste' also made her opinion of Zhou Xiaochuan somewhat improved. So, after a moment of silence, she finally compromised: "Since grandpa speaks for you, then I will lend you the piano." However, you can only borrow it after I practice every day. And don't think I'll teach you how to play the piano. ”

"No problem." Zhou Xiaochuan didn't plan to let Zhang Aijia teach him to play the piano, and being able to borrow the piano already made him very satisfied. "Thank you."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Aijia said, "Don't be busy saying thank you first, I have another request." ”

"What requirements?"

"During the few days you've been borrowing my piano, you've had to cook us a few dishes every night." Because Zhou Xiaochuan's cooking has the taste of his mother, it is obviously not enjoyable to eat only such a meal, so Zhang Aijia put forward such a request.

Zhou Xiaochuan thought that she would make such a mean request, but she didn't expect that it was just a few dishes. While wondering if the dishes he made were really so delicious, Zhou Xiaochuan also nodded and agreed to her request.

Uncle Zhang on the side was already smiling and nodding vigorously. Today's development of this matter is somewhat beyond his expectations. He couldn't help but start looking forward to the day when Zhang Aijia came out of the psychological shadow and regained her well-behaved and cuteness.

Zhang Aijia didn't stay in the living room for long, turned around and walked into her room and began to practice. Her piano skills are really as superb as Uncle Zhang said. The sound of the piano like a spring made Zhou Xiaochuan, who can be called a musical idiot, be able to hear the goodness, and couldn't help but high-five and admire.

Uncle Zhang laughed at that time, and said proudly and proudly: "How is it, my Ai Jia's piano skills are enough, right?" It's not like I'm bragging, right? Her teacher, a professor at the Provincial Conservatory of Music, told me more than once that she had a great talent for the piano. If it weren't for the fact that she only regarded the piano as a hobby, she might have become a well-known pianist long ago. ”

The old turtle also poked his head out of Zhou Xiaochuan's trouser pocket, and while listening to Zhang Aijia's piano, he commented in an old-fashioned manner: "This little Nizi's piano is not bad, but there are still flaws in some places. If these flaws can be improved, her piano skills can be improved a lot. ”

It's also a shame that Uncle Zhang can't hear these words that the old turtle said. Otherwise, this old man who is proud of his granddaughter doesn't know what he will be angry about.

After Zhou Xiaochuan and Uncle Zhang finished eating, cleaned up the dining table, and washed the dishes and chopsticks, Zhang Aijia also finished practicing the piano and walked out of the room. Looking at the dining table and kitchen that had been cleaned up by Zhou Xiaochuan, Zhang Aijia couldn't help but be stunned, and a flash of surprise and appreciation flashed in her eyes.