"Okay, the most important thing in learning the piano is meditation, not the price of the piano, and if you talk about it like this, you will lose the heart of the piano." Gu Meiquan is colorful.

Only then did everyone clean up their mood and sit back in their seats, but after all, they were not calm and refined people like Gu Meiquan, so they were inevitably still a little curious, and they threw envious and curious glances at Ji Qingling from time to time.

And Xiao Zhu Tutorial Wan Jing had already run out of the classroom, not knowing where to hide and cry.

This qiē made Ji Qingling feel very uncomfortable, she was used to being low-key, and felt that it was really a nouveau riche to use this famous piano worth hundreds of thousands when she first learned the piano, and she didn't expect that this piano was originally Gu Meiquan's, otherwise she wouldn't have brought the piano because of Li Yan's words yesterday.

But she is not a child after all, and she will not be so ashamed that she can't learn because of a sentence or two of arguments, and she will be embarrassed for a while and begin to concentrate on learning the piano.

"Teacher Gu, I'm sorry, I didn't expect this piano to be your ......" After class, she walked to Gu Meiquan's side with some embarrassment.

"Don't say that," Gu Meiquan said with a smile, "I should thank you, Konggu Liuquan is not a peerless famous qin, I am surprised and grateful to be able to auction such a price, I sold Konggu Liuquan to prepare for the construction of a guqin school, I originally thought that this bed of piano can be shot for two or three hundred thousand, I will find a way to raise a little money, the school's early expenses should be enough, but I didn't expect to shoot eight hundred and twenty thousand at once, which can solve my urgent need." ”

"Is Mr. Gu's guqin school short of money?" She asked in surprise, Gu Meiquan's dress is exquisite and unconventional, no matter from the perspective of her temperament or speech and demeanor, she is everyone's best girl, not to mention that she and the mayor's wife Zhang Yuan are so close, how can she not look like a person who is short of money, at least hundreds of thousands of dollars should not be a large amount of money for her, and there is no need to sell her own things to build a school.

"It's not that I'm not very short of money," Gu Meiquan smiled lightly, "It's just that the Empty Valley Flowing Spring is no longer of much use in my hands, rather than leaving it there to accumulate dust, it is better to give it to someone like you who needs it more." ”

Is that really the case? So why not pass it on to Cheng Yunjing? She has followed her for so many years, she should know how much this little girl likes it, such a good piano is not passed on to her proud protégé, but taken to auction, Ji Qingling really can't figure it out, but these words were still swallowed back by her in the end.

"But I'm a layman, and the empty valley flowing spring into my hands is a pearl." Ji Qingling smiled bitterly.

"You're my student now, how can you be considered a layman? Not to mention the words of the pearl secretly cast, I was also a beginner when I got the empty valley flowing spring, as long as you have the heart to learn the piano and don't put it on the shelf, you are its qualified owner. Don't take what Cheng Yunjing said to heart, that girl is young and ambitious, and she is arrogant, she is not suitable for a piano like Konggu Liuquan, so I never thought of passing this piano to her. The heart is quiet and pure, and the seven strings have to be heard, and in my opinion, maybe you are more suitable for the empty valley flowing spring than her. Gu Meiquan's voice was gentle, with a calming force.

"Me?" Although Cheng Yunjing is a little girl, her level is there, Gu Meiquan said that she is more suitable than Cheng Yunjing, and Ji Qingling feels a little embarrassed.

"Your heart is quieter than hers, and you don't have anger, so it's fate that the empty valley flowing spring is in your hands, so treat it well."

"Well, I will." She nodded, Cheng Yunjing was young and ambitious, and her gains and losses were inevitably heavier, and for her, the guqin was just a skill to cultivate sentiment, not the only pursuit of life.

"But you seem to be depressed in your heart, although I don't know what you are suffering for, but this kind of affection is not good for you, not only hindering your heart, but also hindering your future life."

She looked at Gu Meiquan in astonishment, was her pain already so obvious?

"How can people not experience pain and suffering in this life, pain should not be suppressed, but should find a way to solve it, guqin is the best channel. When you have nothing to do at home, you can caress the qin more, and the "Qin Jue" says: "The qin is happy, you can watch the wind and teach, you can stir the heart, you can distinguish joy and anger, you can enjoy thoughts, you can calm your mind, you can be courageous, you can eliminate the world, you can kill ghosts and gods, and the good people of this qin are also." When you are depressed and unable to think about it, meditate more, stroke the harp more, and these pains will pass one day. Sometimes, when you let go of yourself, you also let go of those you owe to yourself. Gu Meiquan seemed to see through the depression and sorrow in her heart.

"Teacher Gu, thank you." She looked up and was stunned for a long time as if she had realized something, and then she whispered her thanks.

After all, she is still a cowardly person, pretending to be casual on weekdays, but in fact she has not cleared the shadow of the past at all.

Gu Meiquan is right, only by letting go of himself can Junjun's soul truly rest in peace.

Coming out of Yunxiang Hall, she went to the nearby Dajue Temple, offering incense and praying.

Dajue Temple is a place she often went to in her previous life, she lit an everlasting lamp for her mother here, that was the only request of the cowardly self to Ji Jingui back then, although Ji Jingui had no heart and lungs, but he didn't even want to light a lantern for his ex-wife, so he let Ji Qingbao's mother do it with a stroke of the pen.

The stepwife lights the lantern for the ex-wife, how virtuous does it have to be? At least Ji Qingling's stepmother is not virtuous to that extent.

Therefore, her mother's everlasting lantern has always been used with Ji Qingling's hard-earned private money, and she has no complaints about it, this is the person who brought her into this world, and there is no emotion that can replace the blood relationship between mother and daughter.

Later, she added one for Junjun next to her mother's lantern.

Junjun, I'm sorry, my mother decided to forget about you, you and your grandmother are together, you must be obedient and obedient, I hope the Bodhisattva will bless you to be able to vote for a good family, and you will always be happy and healthy.

She knelt down deeply, and when she looked up again, tears were streaming down her face.

Maybe it's time to let go, let go of the past, let go of himself, and let Junjun go, believing that he will be happier in another world than before.

All along, she used her obsession to trap her beloved son in the corner of her heart, restraining and suppressing it, so that his soul could not be free and peaceful, and today she is finally willing to let go.

The past life has ended, and there will be no goodbye in this life.

She glanced back at the lantern in the hall one last time, and resolutely walked away.

Junjun, my mother will live well, and my mother will definitely not be the nest mother you look down on again.

She pursed her lips, tears in her eyes, but her expression was very resolute.

"Came back so early in the evening?" When she opened the door, Fu Zijun was already sitting in the living room, leisurely flipping through the information, the news was playing on the TV, and the breath of life on her face pulled her back to reality all of a sudden.

"It's you're late." He glanced at her with a smile, and the smile instantly froze on his face, "You cried?" What happened? ”

She was a little nervous and turned her head away, it must have been her red and swollen eyes that revealed the secret, "Today is my mother's death day, I went to the Dajue Temple and added some sesame oil money to her." ”

Her words are half right, every year on the death day of her mother and son, she is very sad, today is indeed the death day of her mother.

Maybe she is the kind of person who has a shallow relationship, she has not enjoyed mother's love much, and she doesn't know how to give mother's love, whether she is a child or a mother, she is a failure.

Fu Zijun's face was full of apologies, "I'm sorry, I didn't know that today was my mother-in-law's death day, you should have sued me earlier, and I will definitely accompany you over." ”

"It's okay, I'll just go." She smiled indifferently, her father never remembered today, and she couldn't ask him how much he could care about being a son-in-law, her mother had always been the most insensitive person in the Ji family, and even she couldn't remember her mother's appearance.

"I'll be with you next time." Fu Zijun sighed.

"Okay, next time." She nodded softly, not taking it very seriously, he was usually so busy, and he didn't expect him to incense his mother-in-law, whom he had never met.

Watching her wash her hands and go into the kitchen, he was still busy cooking dinner as before, but he saw a deep tiredness in her back.

At that moment, he suddenly had a feeling that she had never believed him.

No, maybe she believed it, but he hurt her so deeply that she didn't dare to pin her hopes on him anymore, but chose to bear it silently.

Fu Zijun's heart ached, and his face darkened.

He had tried very hard, but he still couldn't get into her heart, he didn't know what she was afraid of, he didn't know what she was suffering.

"What are you sitting there standing there on? Come in and help. He was in a daze, and Ji Qingling came out of the kitchen and saw him looking like a lost soul, "Help me bring out that pot of soup, be careful of scalding." ”

He suddenly came back to his senses, really met her eyes washed with tears, clear and clear, there was no longer a depressed sadness on his face, his heart moved, his face was a little more happy, and he walked forward quickly.

In order to maintain her figure, she has never eaten dinner properly, because she was seriously ill some time ago, Fu Zijun no longer allowed her to lose weight, so she made a table of meals seriously, but it was still light.

"Wrap some small ravioli for you tonight, right?" She took the initiative to break the silence.

"Okay, I want shrimp." He smiled slightly, with a somewhat coquettish tone.

Ji Qingling was stunned, she had never seen him like this, and her heart suddenly turned into a puddle of water, she was always depressed during this time, and he also tried his best for himself.

"Okay, the shrimp in the market today are very fresh, I just bought some and came back, and I'll make them for you later." She said softly.

He looked at her, his eyes were shining, and he was a little embarrassed to see that she was already an old husband and wife. R1152