"No, that's not what I meant." Zhao Lan regrets this, she really wants to reach out and pump herself with a big mouth. Why was he so stupid just now, and the words came out of his mouth.

"I mean, Fang Xiaocui and I are really good friends, Yaya's mother was kind to me at the beginning, this time it was her mother who wrote to beg me, I just came over, that song is just incidental, of course it's good, forget it if not, I will still take Yaya back." Zhao Lan tried hard to explain that it might be really dispensable to pick up the child away, but after this experience, she had to take the child away, or she would become someone.

"Well, I see." He Yongzhi got the answer he wanted and was ready to leave.

"Hey, wait, uncle, can I see Yaya again, I have something I want to say to her face-to-face. I came here to ask for leave, there is not much time, I will leave in two or three days, I really hope that you can let Yaya go with me, I can guarantee that Yaya will be the same as my own daughter. I'm not a bad person. ”

He Yongzhi nodded, "This matter is not something I can call the shots alone, when I go back to discuss with Yaya and her grandfather, I will give you an answer as soon as possible." With that, he left.

After Zhao Lan couldn't see the figure, she thought about it and went home.

"Auntie, where have you been again, why don't you take me with you, I've been looking for you for a long time." Zhao Lan's eldest niece rushed over and hugged her thighs.

Zhao Lan frowned, resisted the urge to pull people away, and asked gently: "Zhenzhen, aunt asks you, do you know that Yaya still has a grandfather in the village?" ”

This Zhenzhen is the eldest daughter of Zhao Lan's younger brother's family, six years old this year, when she first came back, her younger brother and his children met her once, but they were not impressed.

My younger brother has not had a good time in the hands of his stepmother over the years, and she also has the heart to help, but she really can't look down on the daughter-in-law he married, because she is the niece of her stepmother, and she is simply carved out of the same mold as her stepmother.

Yesterday, after knowing that she came over to lead Fang Xiaocui's daughter away, her brother and daughter-in-law sent the child over, saying that it was to let the child cultivate a relationship with her. There is no need to say what the purpose is, everyone understands what is going on.

Zhao Lan really doesn't like this big niece, not to mention her appearance, just this temperament is not much different from her mother, and she is very good at stammering people, after she comes, she is very affectionate with an aunt, the most annoying thing is that she is very clingy, it is simply that Zhao Lan takes a step and she has to follow a step, that is, Zhao Lan goes to the toilet, she has to follow the smell outside.

Zhao Lan was very uncomfortable, so her senses for this niece were even worse.

"I don't know, didn't her father go back to the city and don't want her, why does she have a grandfather again?" Zhenzhen looked dazed.

Zhao Lan paused, knowing that it was in vain to ask this child, too, if that person was really Yaya's grandfather, it should have come over a while ago, and it was understandable that Zhenzhen didn't know.

Later, she inquired with several other gossipy people in the village without a trace, but they didn't know the existence of this "grandfather", and they all said that they had never seen the old man she described. Zhao Lan frowned, that person didn't seem to be from the village, he was deceived, but what good was it to deceive her?

The liar He Yongzhi went home and washed off the disfigurement on his face with medicinal liquid, this time he didn't make a big move, he just fine-tuned his facial features and covered up the more obvious features on his face.

"What the hell is going on?" Grandma Li has been following him since he came back, seeing that He Yongzhi is not in a hurry or in a hurry, she can't help but ask out.

"Well, then you'll have to ask Yaya, you're in trouble." He squinted at Fang Yichen, who was following behind.

"Me?" Fang Yichen pointed at himself, "I haven't done anything recently!" She tried to think about it, she really didn't seem to have done anything lately, why did she get into trouble.

"What about Zhao Lan's letter to you?" He Yongzhi asked.

"Here's it." It happened that Fang Yichen was holding it in his hand, so he reached out and handed it over.

He Yongzhi took it and pulled the letter out of the envelope, and instead of looking at the content of the letter, he turned the letter over and looked at the back.

Fang Yichen and Grandma Li were a little puzzled and didn't understand what he was going to do.

"Look, what is this?" He Yongzhi saw the stave that Zhao Lan said on the penultimate page, and thought to himself that it seemed that Zhao Lan was telling the truth.

"Ahh Fang Yichen felt very familiar, "This is my ......"

"Of course it's yours, you and your great-grandfather are good at painting these little tadpoles, anyway, it's not you who painted it, but your great-grandfather painted it." He Yongzhi put away his bottles and cans, "Okay, don't stand, let's all go to the kang, and I'll talk to you about it." ”

So several people took off their shoes and sat around the kang table, and great-grandfather also joined in, just one person on the side, looking like he was going to discuss national affairs.

"This melody is very good, when did you write it?" Great-grandfather was obviously more interested in the little tadpole behind the letterhead, and he couldn't put it down from the moment he put it down on the table, and put his 'piano' on the table, one hand flying on the keyboard, "It's a pity, it's only one paragraph." ”

"Didn't you give me a homework two months ago, I suddenly had an inspiration when I was at home, and I wrote such a short paragraph casually, and then the inspiration was gone, I couldn't write it anymore, so I threw it aside, I didn't take it seriously, I didn't expect to let my mother use it as a letterhead." Fang Yichen explains the origin of this stave.

"Hmph, this is the lesson, no matter what you write in the future, even if it's a small melody, you have to put it away, it's your wealth and your hard work, if it's used by others, you say you regret it or not." Zeng Chengwen took the opportunity to educate her.

I must regret it, but now Fang Yichen already regrets it, I didn't think much about it at the time, and I wrote out this classic song in this classic, but I didn't expect it to be seen by others. But the only thing to be thankful for is that she only wrote a short paragraph, if she wrote it all, it is estimated that Zhao Lan would use it directly. I heard that Zhao Lan sang in the art troupe.

"Can you two stop discussing this and get down to business first." He Yongzhi had been enduring it for a while, but looking at the posture of the master and apprentice, it seemed that he was going to continue to finish writing that song. He was really scared, you must know that he has seen the madness of the two of them composing music in the past two years, and it is really for the sake of art, without eating, drinking or sleeping.

"That's the business, it's the art." Zeng Chengwen shouted confidently.

"Yes, yes, I know you are engaged in art, but that Zhao Lan said that she asked for leave to come back to visit relatives, and she won't stay here for a few days, if we can't discuss it in the past two days, people will have to leave."