A prosaic sentence that drew everyone's attention to the past.

An Ruoxian looked in the direction from which the voice came, and when she saw who was speaking, she almost glared angrily, with both shock and disbelief in her eyes.

Meng Sanshao stood still under everyone's gaze, and said calmly: "A year ago, when passing by the Fenghua Temple outside Changle City, Jiangnan, I happened to hear this song. ”

Hearing this, everyone was in an uproar, obviously not believing Meng Sanshao's words.

If Meng Sanshao said that he was a hidden master, the guests would believe it, but what Meng Sanshao said was a small novice, which was really incredible. Which temple does not have to follow the master to do his homework, and there is still time to play the piano? Moreover, still play such a profound tune?

However, not everyone doesn't believe it, some people who are proficient in music and rhythm, after thinking of the tune they just heard, said with their heads bowed: "Listening to you say this, that song does have a bit of Zen artistic conception." ”

People have the habit of following the trend, and it is easy to blindly follow, and when people who are proficient in music and rhythm say this, many people immediately echo it.

Seeing this, An Ruoxian was a little breathless, and she couldn't help but ask tentatively: "I don't know if Cousin Meng knows the name of this song?" ”

She wanted to know how much Meng Sanshao knew, whether what he said was true or false, and whether he was from that world like her.

However, Meng Sanshao didn't squint and didn't look at her at all, which made her annoyed and anxious, but helpless.

The old lady's eyes swept over An Ruoxian, her mind turned slightly, and she asked, "Sister Xian, who did you just say composed this song?" ”

"This ......" was asked suddenly, An Ruoxian's eyes flickered, and she was speechless.

She originally planned to tell everyone that this song "Yunshui Zen Heart" was a song she composed herself, but Meng Sanshao's words forced her to change her plan.

Regardless of whether what Meng Sanshao said is true or not, it is impossible for her to regard "Yunshui Zen Heart" as her own work anymore, otherwise she will not only not be able to shine, but may be spurned by thousands of people for plagiarizing other people's works, and will lose the opportunity to enter the world celebrities.

Secretly gritted her teeth, An Ruoxian could only endure her unwillingness, and tried her best to say peacefully: "My granddaughter just got a score by chance, and I don't know which master composed this song." ”

"Oh?" The old lady bowed slightly, her expression was not angry or happy, she turned her head to look at Meng Sanshao again, and said, "Then He Yun knows who is the hand of Fang Cai's song?" ”

He Yun is Meng Sanshao's character.

Major General Meng San saw An Ruoxian's reaction in his eyes, and he had a plan in his heart, and when he heard this, he smiled and bowed his hand, and replied respectfully: "Back to my aunt's words, this song is called "Yunshui Zen Heart", which was composed by a hidden monk, but the monk has already passed away, and the little novice that his nephew met is the only disciple of the monk. ”

"I see." Everyone suddenly realized that if it was done by a hidden monk, then it would be understandable.

An Ruoxian's eyes were slightly gloomy, Meng Sanshao really knew Quzi's real name, does that mean that he is from that world like her?

Despite this, she still didn't dare to be sure, and with a roll of her eyes, she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Did Cousin Meng learn the real name of Quzi from that little master?" ”

This time, Meng Sanshao didn't ignore An Ruoxian anymore, he first glanced at Meng Guogong, and after seeing his grandfather nodding, he smiled warmly and said to An Ruoxian: "I don't remember when there was an extra cousin." ”

The alienation in his words made the guests present instantly understand his position.

And his position represents the position of Meng Guofu.

The guests subconsciously went to see Meng Guogong's reaction, and saw that he was still drinking tea on the ground, and they suddenly understood.

Meng Guofu did not recognize An Ruoxian's identity

Immediately, many people's eyes were filled with banter and ridicule.

An Ruoxian's face turned red, she was angry, she didn't expect Meng Sanshao to be so faceless.

Not only An Ruoxian, but even Meng Shi felt embarrassed, after all, she had been bringing An Ruoxian in and out.

If it were someone else, after being beaten in public, how could she never get up to it again to make fun of herself, but Meng Shi is different from ordinary people, the more embarrassed she is, the more she doesn't know how to back down.

Stepping forward with shame and anger, Meng Shi looked at Meng Sanshao and asked unhappily, "He Yun, what are you dissatisfied with your aunt?!" ”

"Why did my sister-in-law say this?" Meng Sanshao asked incomprehensibly, his face full of innocence.

Meng Shiqingli's face showed grievances and grievances, and she frowned and sobbed: "Are you embarrassed to ask me?" How can you deliberately embarrass Xian'er in public? If you embarrass her, aren't you embarrassing my aunt and me? ”

At this time, her mind turned fast, but the Meng family had never tied her to An Ruoxian, and only she thought so.

An Shiyan kept glancing at the side, but it had no effect, so he had no choice but to make a move, pulled Meng Shi over, and whispered: "Don't mess around anymore!" There was a warning in the words.

In this way, Meng became more and more aggrieved and sad.

She angrily shook off An Shiyan's hand, turned her back and secretly wiped her tears.

If it weren't for the fact that today was the old lady's birthday, and there were many guests present, she would have made trouble with An Shiyan regardless of it.

Seeing that his wife finally stopped, An Shiyan breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to Meng Sanshao with an apologetic smile: "Your aunt is a little unwell today, don't be angry with her." ”

Meng Sanshao smiled slightly, and arched his hand: "Uncle is serious, but my nephew didn't make it clear." ”

Immediately following his words, Old Madam Meng said in a deep voice: "What He Yun means is that An Ruoxian has not yet entered the An family tree, and she is not your aunt's granddaughter, nor is she a relative of my Meng Guofu, it is reasonable, she should not call He Yun her cousin at this time, it is your own thought." ”

Mrs. Meng's words were obviously biased towards Meng Sanshao.

This explanation is reasonable, if someone else said this, Meng was relieved, but it was Mrs. Meng who said this, which not only made her not relieved, but added to her full of grievances and dissatisfaction. She couldn't accept that her mother was helping Meng San, not her.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at her father and brother, who had always loved her, but found that everyone's eyes were looking at her with sternness, which made her heart skip a beat, and she finally didn't dare to do it again.

A little farce ended like this, which made the female guests who were waiting to watch the excitement a little disappointed. But they didn't come in vain, at least for a while later.

An Ruoxian originally wanted to test Meng Sanshao, but after being troubled like this, she had no chance at all, so she could only reluctantly step aside.

The birthday worship will continue, not to mention coercing the audience, and being out of the limelight, An Ruoxian has not even kept her face and dignity. Under the successive blows, she was defeated and retreated, and her momentum decreased sharply, and she once again realized how inconvenient the identity of a concubine was, so she began to ponder, how to become a concubine? R1152