Tang Mu came to the capital the next morning.

At that time, it was late spring.

The purple and red of the capital in late spring have bloomed all over, and what you see is more emerald green.

However, the environment here is not particularly good in comparison.

In a fast-growing city, it is difficult to maintain the environment.

After getting off the plane, Wen Jie was already waiting for him, which was arranged by Wen Ya, but Wen Jie also liked this errand.

"Aren't you in school?" When he saw Wen Jie, Tang Mu was a little surprised.

"It's just in time for the week, I'm here to pick you up, let's go, go home."

Tang Mu arrived a day in advance, and tomorrow the people in the program team will send someone to shoot and record, because Tang Mu doesn't want to devote himself to work as soon as he sees his father-in-law, which would be too impersonal.

Sitting in Wen Jie's car, the two went home directly.

The small courtyard house is still quiet and elegant, but it is completely different from when winter comes.

When winter comes, it is covered with snow and white, but at this time it is verdant everywhere, and you can faintly see some small flowers in the corner.

There is a creeper planted in a low wall, which has climbed the whole wall by this time, and a few grapes not far away have spread on the grape trellis in the courtyard, and in the summer, there should be a full courtyard of grapes.

Such a scenery is rare in Tang Mu.

Although the villa he lives in also has flowers and plants, those give people a special sense of arrangement, unlike here, which is more life-like.

"Mom and Dad, I brought my brother-in-law back." As soon as he entered the door, Wen Jie shouted loudly, his personality had not changed at all.

When the voice fell, Luo Qingshan, the mother-in-law, walked out of the house, she liked Tang Mu's son-in-law very much, and she showed it if she had anything, unlike Wen Kaishan, who was obviously very satisfied, but she had to deliberately restrain herself.

"Xiao Mu is here, after an overnight flight, you must be hungry and sleepy, try our breakfast in the capital, your father got up early to buy it for you."

Luo Qingshan smiled and pulled Tang Mu into the living room, as soon as he entered the living room, Wen Kaishan stood up, and then glanced at Luo Qingshan, obviously thinking that Luo Qingshan was a little too talkative, and he ate breakfast when he ate breakfast, why did he also tell him about going to buy breakfast, as if he liked this son-in-law very much.

However, Luo Qingshan didn't care about Wen Kaishan's white eyes at all, which made Wen Kaishan a little helpless, and he could only greet Tang Mu casually.

"You can't eat these breakfasts in Xiangjiang, you try it, this is Tieji baked cake, this is oil cake, tofu brain, ......"

Although Wen Kaishan said casually, Tang Mu suddenly felt warm in his heart, he knew that his father-in-law still liked him in the end, it seemed that in winter, his performance was not bad.

It's just that Wen Kaishan hasn't been able to completely let go of the mustard in his heart.

When Wen Kaishan was talking, Luo Qingshan had already pulled Tang Mu to sit down and eat, to be honest, after a night on the plane, he was not very sleepy, but he was a little hungry, so he was not polite, picked up the bun and ate it.

The breakfast was not exquisite, but I have to say that it tasted very good.

After breakfast, the atmosphere in the living room was relatively relaxed, and Wen Kaishan and Tang Mu came to the chaise longue in the courtyard to sit down in the sun.

"When is the recording of "Ding Throat Choking" going to start?" Wen Kaishan asked with half-squinted eyes.

"I'll start recording tomorrow, tomorrow morning, the program team will come over to shoot a few shots, and then I'll start learning Peking Opera with you, so after a few days of practice, we'll find a work to adapt, and finally go to the TV station to record the competition."

When Wen Kaishan heard this, he turned his head to look at Tang Mu, and then shook his head: "Have you ever practiced Peking Opera before?" ”

Tang Mu smiled bitterly: "I have no professional training, only gentle and elegant occasionally teach me a little." ”

When she was in Xiangjiang, Wen Ya told Tang Mu that her father was very strict and demanding in Peking Opera, so Tang Mu begged Wen Ya to teach him some basic things first, so that after he went, he would not be discredited.

Otherwise, it would be too shameless to be reprimanded by the father-in-law.

After Tang Mu finished saying this, Wen Kaishan pursed his lips and said disdainfully: "With her level, what can she teach, let her work hard at the beginning, she had to run to sing." ”

Wen Kaishan is still angry about his daughter's abandonment of Peking Opera back then, and naturally he does not recognize his daughter's level of Peking Opera.

Tang Mu suddenly didn't know how to answer, in fact, he felt that the gentle level of Peking Opera was still good, but how could she say it, in the end, she could only smile perfunctorily, and then lie down and bask in the sun.

But just two minutes after the two of them basked in the sun like this, Wen Kaishan suddenly stood up from the recliner: "The weather is so good today, it's a pity not to do something, you have to practice Peking Opera, why wait for the people from the program team to come, now I will teach you, take a walk......"

Wen Kaishan is very serious about things, and he doesn't just regard this "Ding Lu Throat Choking" as a show, but more as a career to promote Peking Opera, and wants to do the best in this career.

Since time was tight, he felt it was necessary to prepare in advance.

After Tang Mu heard this, he secretly complained, he felt that what his wife said was really right, his father-in-law cared too much about Peking Opera, but this thing was too strict.

I can finally enjoy a different life, but I just basked in the sun for two minutes, and I have to put myself into work?

I knew I would have stayed in Xiangjiang for one more day.

In the face of my father-in-law's request, do you have the ability to refuse?

There was no way, Tang Mu had to stand up and follow Wen Kaishan to learn some basic singing tones of Peking Opera, which Wen Ya had taught him, but when Wen Kaishan asked him to try it first, his singing voices were not recognized by Wen Kaishan.

"It's bad, it's too bad, it's not as good as a six-year-old."

Tang Mu's cheeks were slightly red, and he hadn't studied systematically, so how good could he be?

Wen Kaishan waved his hand: "Follow me to learn ......"

As soon as he said a word, Luo Qingshan suddenly walked out of the house: "Xiao Mu finally came back, you can't let people rest, what to learn blindly, tomorrow after the people from the program team come, run your club to learn, don't affect my rest." ”

Luo Qingshan naturally did not rest for himself, but to let Tang Mu have a good rest, after all, he had just come back, and studying directly like this would inevitably make people feel uncomfortable.

Being yelled at by Luo Qingshan, Wen Kaishan pouted a little angrily: "Hmph, I care so much, I thought I really wanted to teach, don't teach, don't teach, find old friends to play......"

Wen Kaishan found a step and left, Luo Qingshan smiled, and then said to Tang Mu: "It's not easy for you to come here, have fun everywhere......"

(End of chapter)