"Lao Huang, congratulations, happy daughter!"

Huang Yaoshi was startled, and then woke up to the fact that this was the mysterious "Xueba" senior who had arrived again!

"Learning seniors, Huang has lost his distance! But...... Uchiko was just able to find out that she was pregnant from the pulse, how did the senior know that it was a girl? ”

Haoxue thought to himself that this is nonsense!

It has to be a girl, and it has to be a girl!

If Huang Rong becomes Huang Rong and becomes a man, Guo Jing, the great man of the dignified man, is destined to be a foundation for the rest of his life......

It's no wonder that all Condor fans don't chop themselves into meat sauce!

"Lao Huang, don't worry, this baby is a girl, you can't be wrong!"

Haoxue laughed, and there was quite affirmation in his tone.

"By the way, this female doll...... Well, I have prepared some gifts for her, and you have taken them! ”

Immediately afterwards, as soon as Haoxue's photos were taken and MMS messages were sent, what Bollyle's children's clothes, Haoqi gold diapers, and Beiqin's baby products appeared on Peach Blossom Island.

Each of them is a good thing carefully selected by Xiong Huijuan at any cost!

Compared with ancient times, although modern times have haze, pollution, and food ingredients are particularly distressing, the industrial changes brought about by modern science and technology are also not comparable to the Southern Song Dynasty hundreds of years ago.

Huang Laoxie was dumbfounded, looking at all the beautiful and exquisite items, whether it was cute children's clothes with pink dudu, or toys with exquisite craftsmanship, and some things that he couldn't understand the use, they were much more exquisite and meticulous than the ones he and his wife had painstakingly made recently, and they were absolutely first-class in terms of material and workmanship!

Sure enough, it is worthy of being taken out by the masters, and he claims to have traveled all over the world. I've never seen anything like this.

Is this stuffed bunny a child's toy? Actually press a button to glow. There is also a beautiful melody ringing from the stomach, which is ingenious!

Huang Yaoshi was shocked for a long time. Only then did he remember to say thank you, and looked at the sky and said:

"Seniors, thank you! On behalf of the unborn child, I thank her uncle for the gift! ”

He seemed to be quite young when he heard Haoxue's voice, so he had the courage to say almost, if the other party admitted it, then even if he had a relationship with his peers, this advantage was not small!

As everyone knows, Haoxue's belly hurts with laughter!

Ha ha. The future Mrs. Guo and the leader of the beggar gang, I am her uncle!

Belch...... Something seems wrong?

Huang Rong's uncle...... Uncle Huang ......

This can't be done, it's going to be banned!

Thousands of things were sent to Peach Blossom Island, according to Haoxue's urine nature, of course, he couldn't help but have some benefits, and after a few words of greeting with Huang Yaoshi, he put forward a request.

"Lao Huang, I'm very interested in your set of 'Blue Sea Tide Song', can you teach me?"

Huang Yaoshi received the kindness of Haoxue several times. Naturally, this matter will not be shirked, and soon a Bihai Chaosheng music score will be passed over.

"Mr. Xueba, you can take this score to study first, and you can come and discuss with me at any time if you have any questions."

Good stuff!

Haoxue started with an antique music book. However, it soon became difficult.

I can't do a!

A good big man, what kind of do you learn......

"Lao Huang, do you have to do a? Can other musical instruments be? ”

“…… The flute should do the same! All are controlled instruments. The basic principle of Bihai Chaosheng Song is to infiltrate the internal force into the music through wind playing, so as to enhance the expressiveness. Then with a special melody, it arouses the audience's emotions about joy, anger, sadness, happiness and so on. ”

Haoxue nodded. Blowing the flute horizontally is a bit of an immortal's elegant temperament, holding a thick long pipe in both hands and blowing vertically, the picture is simply too cruel......

Changzhenzi Tan was seriously injured, and before he died, he recited two sentences - holding a spirit bead in his hand and often working hard, his heart is open and he does not blow the flute.

Look, even the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect said in a righteous and solemn manner that they would rather die than blow the flute!

Hanging up the phone, Haoxue was a little sore.

Huang Laoxi's sonic kung fu can be regarded as a long-awaited one, it is really a song of liver and intestines, where to find a soulmate at the end of the world.

But the problem is that there is no foundation, if there are seven tricks in music, then it can be said that you have six tricks - none of them!

It seems that Xiaoyan once gave piano lessons to others, but I don't know if she can do this flute.

"Xiaoyan, come up!"

As soon as the door was opened and greeted, several girls who were watching TV in the hall were collectively stunned.

This...... Can't help it anymore?!

Wang Xiaoyan's heart was pounding, and she looked at the two girls next to her, but she didn't dare to respond.

"Hurry up, what's the grind!"

Haoxue thought to himself, I just asked if you could play a flute, it was best to teach me, why are you in a daze.

In the complicated gazes of He Wanjun and Zhao Xin, Wang Xiaoyan blushed, like an angry little daughter-in-law, stepping up step by step, with a sense of tragedy and grandeur to join the battlefield......

Syllable!

The door was shut.

After all, He Wanjun is still young and has poor psychological endurance, and with this sound of closing the door, his eyes were quickly covered with a layer of fog.

"Sister Xin, am I really bad?"

He Wanjun even stood up and looked in the mirror, "Sister Xin, do you say that men still like to have a good figure, and I don't like a yellow-haired girl like me......"

Zhao Xin didn't feel good in his heart, everyone lived under one roof, and now it was obvious that Wang Xiaoyan had become the first person to lie down, and her status was about to be different!

Although it is said that in the future, you can lie down first and drive the back, and finally lie down together, but this Wang Xiaoyan became the first, which is still enviable!

The two girls were complaining, but they listened to a burst of melodious music from upstairs, and listening to the sound, it seemed that someone was playing the harmonica?

He Wanjun and Zhao Xin looked at each other, what kind of quirky is this?

If you put on music to help the fun, it's barely reasonable, but it doesn't sound like a computer speaker is playing, but someone walks back and forth, playing while playing, because the sound is a state of farther and nearer.

It is said that men are a little quirky, and it really makes sense!

The two girls were worried, and waited for when the harmonica sound would stop abruptly, and it was estimated that Haoxue had accumulated enough interest, and then ......

Listening to it, I only feel that this piece is very unfamiliar, but it is quite pleasant, as if it can touch people's hearts at once, and people can't help but be happy with the melody, and there is an inexplicable joy in the depths of my heart.

But the sound stopped, and the door opened.

Wang Xiaoyan's face was a little pale, and she was holding a harmonica in her hand.

"Brother Hao, this score ...... It's weird, I've loved music since I was a child, and I've dabbled in a variety of instruments, but not only have I never seen this score, but the combination of sounds is so strange that I feel like I can't keep up with the breath after blowing for a while, and I can't complete some syllable rhythms on the score. If you want to learn the flute, you don't have it at home, so go back and buy a flute and learn it from scratch, right? ”

Haoxue smiled: "It's hard, I'm a music illiterate, and when I get the flute, I have to work hard for you to teach it from scratch." ”

Zhao Xin and He Wanjun glanced at each other again, could it be ...... Are we thinking crooked again...... (To be continued......)