Mr. Matsumoto and his entourage were three people, and one of them was carrying a rosewood box, which was the legendary luodian rosewood five-string lute?

Mr. Matsumoto entered the door and presented two bottles of red wine, bowed, and made the whole family at a loss.

Chen Wen changed her lazy style, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, and translated politely: "Mr. Matsumoto said that I caused you trouble, and I don't mean to be respectful, and I hope to accept it." ”

The state of etiquette in a big country was stunned by a small etiquette at the door, and he was very embarrassed.

Please enter the main hall and sit down, Yang Ping poured tea for everyone, and after a brief greeting, Mr. Matsumoto nodded and asked: "Yang Sang, passing by the courtyard just now, I saw the titanium crystal rough you opened, the quality is excellent, is it interesting to transfer?" Of course, it was translated by Chen Wen.

Yang Ping stretched out his hand to invite the three of them to drink tea: "Do more, that piece is not for sale, Mr. Matsumoto, can I take a look at the things we exchanged?" Chen Wen nodded and translated.

Matsumoto smiled and nodded, "Of course you can, please." ”

The attendant who came with him gently put on the round table a well-made rosewood clad box with copper horns and copper buckles, which was about 60 centimeters long, 50 centimeters wide, and 40 centimeters high, and could not hold a pipa no matter how you look at it.

The attendant opened the box, and there was a pile of broken wood inside, so that no one would think that it was a musical instrument.

Yang Bin stretched out his head to look at it and muttered to his brother: "This is what you want to exchange that crystal for?" You don't have a fever, do you? ”

Yang Ping pursed his lips and was noncommittal: "Let's see," he reached out and stroked the purple-black chopping wood, he was really dizzy, and quickly shook his head, "Uh, this is ......"

Matsumoto looked at him with a blank face. I thought I was going to change my hexagram. Xiao Anxious: "Yang Sang." You have received a deposit of 400,000 yuan, and you must be honest. Chen Wen translated it seriously.

Yang Ping listened with his ears and laughed: "Mr. Matsumoto, of course what I said counts, but I am a little disappointed to see this thing broken into four or five sections." ”

When Mr. Matsumoto heard Chen Wen's translation, he nodded happily: "Thank you, please Yang Sang." ”

Yang Ping was not hypocritical, and went to the yard to take out the piece of Hanjiang Snow from the wooden box. After thinking about it, I went to the back cover room and got a trolley box from my room, packed it and carried it into the main hall.

Both parties inspected the goods and the transaction was completed.

Matsumoto was relieved and relieved a lot: "Hehe, Yang Sang is really a believer, I hope we will communicate more in the future." ”

After listening to the translation, Yang Ping nodded: "It's almost time, my family has a little thin wine and private dishes, please don't be polite." "It's awkward to speak so seriously.

Open two tables directly. One table for women and one table for men. Yang Bin's private dishes are really not covered, eight cold and ten hot two soups, the color and flavor are complete, and everyone who eats them is fragrant.

Yang Jin's little belly was bulging, and Abu grinned: "When I go to school at JC, I can often eat such dishes." This is not an exaggeration, the secret west wing is now Yang Bin's private restaurant, with a maximum of four tables, and it is open at most twice a week. It's not that people who are familiar with each other can't eat it, and the regular gourmets like Yang Bin's private dishes, one is that they are delicious and the dishes are new, and the other is that the secret environment is good and the privacy is strong.

Yang Jin was fascinated: "Really? That's great, and Abba......"

Abu hurriedly covered her mouth and whispered: "You can't call it that when there are many people, be obedient." ”

Yang Jin nodded aggrievedly.

Gu Jing couldn't look at it and comforted: "It's okay, I already like to call it that, just say it's his goddaughter." ”

Xiao Liu looked at Fu Jin and explained in a low voice with a smile: "Auntie, Yang Jin likes Yang Ping, well, he also likes Yang Jin very much, so he thinks she is his goddaughter." ”

Fu Jin likes Yang Jin in his heart, such a well-behaved and beautiful villain, much better than the two bald boys: "Well, that's good, Yang Jin will be my godgranddaughter in the future." ”

Yang Jin was overjoyed, and his voice was crisp and bright, like a lark on the grassland: "Grandma!" ”

"Eh......" Fu Jin seemed to be so happy that he took off a string of Shu Julai necklaces around his neck and put them on Yang Jin, "This is a gift from grandma, and I can't shirk it." ”

It seems that Yang Ma will not be able to wear good things in the future, the last time the Mocui Jin Toad was given to Nannan, and Yang Ping gave the mother filial piety to this superb Shu Julai 0.8 chain with Q version of the Pixiu pendant and gave it to Yang Jin. It is estimated that there will be a lot of godgrandchildren and goddaughters in the future.

There was laughter and laughter at the table here, and Yang Ping's table was a little stricter.

Yang Chengrui is not very cold, and secondly, he can't understand the language, so he has to drink a glass of wine. Matsumoto was a little excited after drinking, and said a bunch of words, Chen Wen's little tongue was about to come out, and he didn't care about the translation, at most he said vaguely: "Mr. Matsumoto said very well...... He said it was fragrant...... Cheers to him......"

Full of wine and food, Matsumoto and his party took their leave and left.

Yang Ping was afraid of being nagged by his parents, so he used the excuse of sending Yang Jin back, and then he had to go to Xiao Zeng to discuss things, so he slipped away, and finally left a sentence, he won't come back tonight.

Chen Bentang was drunk, watching his daughter go with Yang Ping and them again, he lowered his head helplessly, and sat there and snorted......

Originally, a few people went back to Xiaochi directly, but there was still Chen Wen, it was still early, so let's go to Ma Jiuxing's bar and sit for a while.

Ma Jiuxing's bar doesn't have so much mess, so it's good for Yang Jin to take a look and open his eyes.

Abu drank a lot today, I'm happy, my daughter can call Yang Ping Abba in a bright way, the road ahead is smooth, hehe.

When they arrived at the bar, Xiaolu saw Yang Ping Xiaoliu and the others coming again, and couldn't wait to finish singing a song and jumped down to greet him: "Great, you guys sit in front, Xingxing!" Star...... Brother Yang is here, Erbing, take a piece of Carlsberg, fruit plate, eh? There are also children, come with two servings of popcorn and snacks. "It's the level of a complete boss.

Chen Wen looked at the air, dragged the deer, and asked in a low voice, "That...... Is Su Gege coming today? ”

The fawn shuddered, and ordinary people would be numb when they heard this kind of title: "Uh, it seems that you won't come, Xingxing, will Su Cheng come tonight?" ”

Ma Jiuxing was clinking glasses with Yang Ping and turned his head: "If you don't come, he ......"

Chen Wenqing was a little depressed: "Oh......"

Koyanagi's beer table: "What is he, call him, just say that Sister Wanwan is here." Come and see him. She looked at her phone. It's 8:40, and if we don't come at 9 o'clock, we'll send Sister Wanwan home. "It's imposing.

Ma Jiuxing lowered his eyebrows and dialed the number, and as soon as the phone was connected, the guy's voice became louder: "Su Cheng, I'm Jiuxing, don't chirp crookedly, that Wanwan sister is here, people will leave at nine o'clock, whether they come or not is you!" After saying that, he hung up the phone. Hey, buddy, let's have a lot of confidence, come and go. ”

Everyone came and went, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high.

On the stage, a male singer was singing fireworks and was easy to cold, and Gu Jing took a bottle of mineral water, touching the scene. Last year, Yang Ping sang this song for himself, and several of his girlfriends bowed down, and now she is pregnant: "Alas...... Yang Jin, let's touch the mineral water...... "How pitiful."

Chen Wen took out her mobile phone for a while and took a look, but Yang Ping didn't wait to see it: "You have taken it out more than ten times this time, and it should be time once a minute, right?" The words just fell. A bunch of people came in at the door.

Su Cheng sweated profusely and walked in with a few brothers, you didn't come here either. Where do you get so much sweat?

"Brother Yang, you summoned me and rushed here, and called them all." Su Cheng's eyes searched for this Wanwan sister.

Yang Ping didn't appreciate it: "If you are looking for my niece, you will find my niece, and you will play less under my banner, but with this one, should you be demoted in the future?" ”

Su Cheng sneered at Nunu's mouth: "Xingxing, aren't you going to the bar?" Let's let my brother sit down for a while. He squeezed Ma Jiuxing away and sat next to Chen Wen, his face thick enough.

Tiezi, Xiao Wu, Xiao Zeng, Xu Feng, Sorghum, and Xiao Jun are all together, and the table is two more, and it is very lively.

Gu Jing asked: "Yang Ping, you go and sing a song." ”

Everyone coaxed together: "Brother Yang, let's have a ......"

Yang Ping pressed with both hands: "I'm really not good at it, Xiaolu will bring one for me." ”

Xiaolu leaned on Ma Xingxing and pouted: "I've been singing today, Xiaoliu, Sister Abu, Sister Gu, anyone can replace you." ”

Abu drank to the point of excitement and was arrogant: "I'll come!" ”

She went straight to the small stage, holding the microphone in both hands, the blue long skirt set off the bewitching figure, the shining blue amber bracelet reflected the honey-colored wrists, thick bangs, pressed furry eyes, and smiled to reveal white and beautiful little tiger teeth.

She paused for a moment before she remembered to nod to the band: "I want to sing "Like You", will I?" ”

Will it? You hurry up and go to that word, it's a professional band, and if you can't know the famous songs of beyond, you don't have to mix it.

After a period of solo, Abu narrowed his eyes, his lips lightly raised, and a heavenly sound came.

Drizzle with wind and damp streets at dusk

Wipe away the rain and look up for no reason

Look at the lonely evening light

It's that sad memory

……

Like you

The eyes were touching and the laughter was even more charming

……

Everyone was immediately stunned, the hollow valley sounded, and the grief was lost for a long time, this is the Tibetan version of "Like You".

The noisy bar suddenly quieted down, and everyone was immersed in Abu's singing, although everyone couldn't understand Tibetan, but the music was universal, and the singing was really like the pure blue sky of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, which was super infectious. Everyone couldn't help but beat the beat and hum along, the songs are classic, the people are classic, and the Tibetan lyrics are even more classic......

Everyone was drunk, Abu finished singing, he reminisced on stage, everyone also reminisced, the bar was so quiet that you could hear the sound of breathing, and then thunderous applause rang out, which lasted for a long time, and even passers-by gathered at the door to wonder, what kind of big name is this?

Abu bowed off the stage, returned to his seat, took a big sip of beer, and the mouths of the people at the table were not closed.

Or Yang Jin applauded: "Grandma is so good!" ”

Yang Ping swallowed and foamed, leaned over and took Abu's hand: "You should really live on the plateau, am I too selfish......"

Abu slowly hugged Yang Ping's head and buried it in his chest: "I like you, I like you, I already like you," and then said again in Tibetan, "I like you......"

Xiaolu wiped her tears and applauded: "It's so touching, Sister Abu, you sing so well." ”

Only then did everyone react and applaud warmly.

The surrounding guests stood up and applauded: "One more, one more ......"

Abdo stood up and saluted everyone with his hands folded: "Thank you, thank you...... I wish you all good luck, I'm not a professional, so I'd better ask Xiaolu to sing a song. ”

Yang Ping didn't feel good in his heart, he was very hypocritical, and he felt indebted to Abu.

Abu sat down and saluted everyone: "Okay, we should go too, Yang Jin has to go to bed early." ”

Everyone couldn't keep it, so they had to let a few go back first and leave Wanwan's sister behind.

The evening breeze was gentle, Gu Jing and Xiaoliu were unwilling to spoil the atmosphere just now, and took Yang Jin to drive back first.

Yang Ping took Abu to swim in the Che River, Abu leaned on Yang Ping's shoulder, and gently hummed the Tibetan version of Like You, the hot air flow sprayed on Yang Ping's neck, the light outside the window flickered on and off, and the car was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Let's have an earth-shattering car shock...... (To be continued......)