Run'er and one of the sects knelt on both sides of a Konghou on both sides, this Konghou dragon body phoenix-shaped, golden color and green algae, at a glance it is a precious thing, seeing Chen Caozhi come in, Run'er's long eyelashes suddenly fanned, embarrassed: "Did you make a noise about the ugly uncle?" ”

Chen Caozhi smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll take a look, Run'er will still play the gonghou." ”

Run'er shook her head and said, "Run'er won't, Run'er's mother will play - I'm going to see my mother in a few days, Run'er is so happy." ”

Zong Zhidao: "I don't want to go, my mother doesn't want us." ”

Chen Caozhi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Zongzhi, why do you say that?" ”

Zong Zhi hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Sixth Uncle Ancestor and several cousins all said so, and they also made fun of me for not having a father. ”

Zongzhi speaks by calling himself "I", not like Run'er who is coquettish and calls himself "Run'er", and is a little taciturn, it seems that this eight-year-old boy has suffered a lot of psychological damage due to the early death of his father and the distance of his mother.

Chen Caozhi stroked his nephew's head, and said in a slow voice: "Zongzhi, Run'er, grandmother and uncle love you very much, your mother loves you very much, it's not her fault that she can't be with you, she misses you very much, and she wants to come back." ”

"Whose fault is that?" Zong Zhi and Run'er asked in unison, and Zong Zhi added: "It's someone from Ding Mansion, right?" ”

Chen Caozhi didn't want Zongzhi and Run'er to hate anyone at a young age, and said: "You can't blame the people of Ding Mansion all the time, who is to blame?" You won't understand this until you're older—"

"How big?" Run'er blinked her eyes and asked, "Is it as big as Uncle Ugly?" ”

Chen Caozhi smiled slightly: "Well, almost, Uncle Ugly will understand when he is so old, let me ask you, do you believe what Uncle Ugly said?" ”

"Faith!" The adorable pair of nieces and nephews said in unison.

Chen Caozhi said: "Then Uncle Ugly promises you that this year or next year, I will definitely find a way to bring your mother back to our Chen Jiawu, and be happy with Zong Zhi and Run'er." ”

"Oh, yes!" The two little faces were flushed with excitement, bright as hibiscus blossoms.

Chen Caozhi only then carefully looked at the furnishings in the study, a few cases of reed mats are simple and elegant, in addition to this gong hou did not see other musical instruments, wandering around, saw a slender cloth bag hanging on the north wall, then went to take it off, untied the bundle, pulled out of the cloth bag is actually a purple bamboo flute, can't help but be overjoyed, in the previous life, the dong flute is a good companion of his journey, he will only have two musical instruments - the flute and the flute, since he learned to play xiao, he does not like to play the flute, he likes the quiet and elegant of the dong flute, the dong flute music is mostly lonely and slightly sentimental.

"Uncle Ugly, can you play this recorder?" Run'er asked, the Jin Dynasty did not have the name of the dong flute, only called the recorder.

Zongzhi was a little more active, and Uncle Dai replied: "Uncle Ugly will definitely be, I think Uncle Ugly has been very superb recently, he is so flexible with chopsticks in his right hand, and he can write different fonts with both hands, and he also climbs the mountain every day, and he will definitely play the recorder." ”

Zong Zhi actually used the praise of "superb", which made Chen Caozhi a little crying and laughing, thinking: "Am I not low-key enough?" Calligraphy must be practiced, these two little guys are very careful, very good at observation, but it doesn't matter, they are all their own family, and I don't have any particularly superb talent to hide, the only advantage is that I am willing to learn. ”

Chen Caozhi's right index finger stroked the smooth and warm hole flute, and said to the two clever little guys: "I will blow a little bit, take it back to the bedroom first and practice it well." ”

At night, Chen Caozhi tried to blow this purple bamboo flute, the flute of the Wei and Jin dynasties was almost the same as the familiar flute of Chen Caozhi in later generations, six holes, the first five and the last one, he was able to get started quickly, and he blew a short song with a whin, and he was very happy.

Like calligraphy, the Jin people also love music, and left a legend through the ages, the famous scholar Liu Kun alone guarded the state, 50,000 Huns army will be surrounded by the city, in that full moon night, the famous general and the famous man Liu Kun in white clothes Shengxue, alone climbed the high city tower, first looked up to the sky and screamed, chanted and sighed, and then played the Hu Ji (one said to be the hole flute), the sound of the flute was sad and sad, such as crying and complaining, tens of thousands of Hun soldiers outside the city did not raise their swords and guns, the birds were silent, the contagion of music made these bloodthirsty Hu people sigh and runny, look forward to homesickness, A miracle happened, and tens of thousands of Hu soldiers broke the siege overnight-

Wei and Jin demeanor is not just empty and useless talk, it has its strong artistic charm, so Chen Caozhi must be proficient in one or two musical instruments, other instruments are too difficult to learn, he has a foundation for the dong flute, and the young man's fingers are slender, and he is born to press the hole of the flute.

The purple bamboo flute was next to the pillow, Chen Caozhi fell asleep, blowing xiao in his dream until dawn, and woke up when he heard the sound of Zongzhi and Run'er knocking on the door, looking out the window, the sky was faint.

"Uncle Ugly, it's not raining today, let's climb the mountain."

Chen Caozhi shook his head and smiled, don't make a promise to a child easily, the child will stare at you.

In the sound of his mother's advice, Chen Caozhi took Zongzhi and Run'er out of the gate of Wubao Fort, and Laide naturally followed.

In the morning, the air is exceptionally fresh, the mountains and forests are dripping green, the flowers and leaves are fragrant, and you can seem to feel the faint greenery when you breathe.

Because of the little Run'er, Chen Caozhi also slowly went up the mountain, picking mountain flowers along the way into a colorful bouquet for Run'er to play, Zong Zhi and Run'er have never been on the top of Jiuyao Mountain, the way is very fresh, full of interest, they all go by themselves, the steep place is by Chen Caozhi and Lai, the two little guys do not feel tired.

Run'er saw the slender strip of cloth in Chen Caozhi's hand and asked, "Uncle Ugly, did you bring the recorder with you?" Blowing in the mountains? ”

Zong Zhidao: "Uncle Ugly, Run'er and I heard you play the recorder at night, but my grandmother said she didn't hear it." ”

Chen Caozhi said: "Grandmother is old and her ears are not working, by the way, two little things, don't tell grandmother that I can play the recorder, do you hear?" ”

Run'er hurriedly agreed.

Because Run'er walked slowly, when the four of them went up to the top of the mountain, a round of red sun had jumped out of the east mountain, looking at the West Lake in the distance, the water and gas were thick, and the peaks by the lake were looming.

Chen Caozhi asked Laide to take care of Zongzhi and Run'er, he sat on a rock, pulled out the purple bamboo flute, pursed his lips and tried the sound, and then blew a short song "Bijian Flowing Spring"——

The peaks are lonely, the distant lake is silent, a wisp of flute is raised by the wind, and the soft and elegant music flows slowly, sometimes a short whirl, as if the mountain stream meets the stone and lingers, and then continues to murmur and flow -

Although Zong Zhi and Run'er were young, they also felt that the sound of the flute was really good, sitting next to Chen Caozhi on the left and right, supporting their cheeks with one hand, tilting their heads to look at Chen Caozhi who was blowing, quiet and motionless.

At the end of the song, the pair of little beauties were still immersed in the beautiful music, and after a while, Zong Zhicai said: "Uncle Ugly, I also want to learn to play the recorder." ”

Run'er also shouted that she wanted to learn.

Chen Caozhi said: "The children of the Chen family in the West Building, you have to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, some I can teach you, and some will wait for your mother to come back to teach, this dong flute - I like to call the recorder a dong flute, you are too small, the breath is uneven, it will take a few years to learn." ”

Run'er looked respectful, and said sweetly: "Uncle Ugly, you blow it so well, Run'er still wants to hear it." ”

In this way, Chen Caozhi played several tunes one after another, and only stopped when his mouth was dry and his head was dizzy, and the three uncles and nephews and Laide were in a very happy mood this morning.

When going down the mountain, Run'er couldn't walk, so she let Laide carry it, Run'er remembered that she said yesterday that she would never be carried, a little embarrassed, tilted her head and didn't dare to look at her brother, and said in her heart: "Run'er is not untrustworthy, Run'er really can't walk." ”

As for Zong Zhi, he only smiled at Chen Caozhi, who was holding his hand, and did not reveal Run'er's shortcomings, and he was very generous as a brother.

In front of the gate of Wubao, Chen Caozhi met the daughter of the fourth uncle who married into Shangyu County, which was the seventh sister that Chen's mother Li said yesterday, and there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old drooping girl beside the seventh sister, and her eyes were very bright looking at Chen Caozhi.

The seventh sister only said hello to Chen Caozhi, touched Run'er's little face, and didn't say anything, nor did she introduce the strange girl beside her.

Chen Caozhi saluted the seventh sister, greeted him, and then turned a smile on the face of the strange girl, nodded slightly, and took Zong Zhi and Run'er upstairs.

The seventh sister looked at Chen Caozhi's Zhilan Yushu's beautiful back, and said proudly to the drooping girl beside her: "Wanqing, do you see it, my cousin is handsome and extraordinary, known as Jiang Zuo Weiju, I haven't seen him for a month, and I found that he is more free and easy——"

The bright eyes of the girl named Wanqing suddenly dimmed, Chen Caozhi's faint glance and shallow smile just now made her feel ashamed of herself for no reason, feeling that this young man was far away from her, she could never get close, and suddenly her mood became gloomy, and she said softly: "Sister-in-law, let's go back, I, I have a headache." ”

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Chen Caozhi didn't know that the seventh sister brought her sister-in-law to see him, and she didn't care, she washed her hands and cleaned her face, and took Zongzhi and Run'er to the third floor.

Run'er's first sentence was: "Grandmother, Uncle Ugly, he didn't play the recorder, oh, he played the flute, Uncle Ugly didn't play the flute." ”

This is really three hundred taels of silver here, Chen's mother Li asked: "Your ugly uncle went to the mountain to play the flute, didn't you?" The two good boys nodded in unison and said, "Yes." ”

Chen Caozhi looked at his mother with a smile and looked at him, and he wanted to laugh in his heart, and said, "Mother, the child is learning to play the recorder, so he can make a sound." ”

Chen's mother Li said: "This recorder was given to your brother by your sister-in-law, Brother Ru didn't know how to play the recorder, but he learned it from Youwei, since you like the recorder, this time when you go back to Dingfu, you can ask your sister-in-law for advice." ”

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