Grandma Li's judgment was very correct, Fang Yichen was really interested in acupuncture, but she had learned enough samples now.

Calculate, learn martial arts with Grandpa He, learn to read and write with Grandma Li, learn to memorize soup songs, and now learn acupuncture, the most important thing is that the current conditions do not allow her to study here around the clock, she can only use the short three or four hours in the morning and evening, so her time is already very full.

Grandma Li glanced at her, "Since you don't have time, why are you still looking at your great-grandfather." ”

Fang Yichen is stuck now, she can't tell Grandma Li that she has a different attachment to music. As long as great-grandfather is willing to teach, even if he squeezes her, he will squeeze out time.

"Anyway, I don't care, if you want to learn from your great-grandfather, no matter what you learn, you have to learn my acupuncture, and if you can't learn it well, you can do it." The old lady was powerful.

What can Fang Yichen do, after that, she added another item to her course, but there are several more things to learn, if you want to learn acupuncture, the acupuncture point map of the human body has to be recognized, the function of each acupuncture point has to be memorized, and the technique when pricking the needle is also very particular, this has to be practiced, in short, she is busy now.

But the great-grandfather she wanted to capture the most has never been able to succeed.

This morning, she stood in the courtyard as usual, humming the soup song while walking on the horse, and her great-grandfather came over to listen to the song again.

She used to use one melody a week, but today happened to be the time to change the song, and she sang a few words in a bad way and then closed her mouth.

Zeng Wencheng was fascinated by what he was listening to, and suddenly the melody was broken, and he hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at the little girl in the yard.

As a result, I saw that the girl was like him, with her eyes closed, and she looked like she was just doing a horse.

"You girl, why did you stop singing so well." Zeng Wencheng was a little anxious.

Fang Yichen ignored him, and rubbed himself several songs in vain, but he was still reasonable.

"You old guy, it's so unreasonable, you've listened to our maid sing for a long time in vain, and you can't say anything if you don't exchange something." He Yongzhi said the words for Fang Yichen next to him, and when he saw the two of them, how could he not know Yaya's thoughts.

But he actually didn't understand these two people, he felt that the girl hummed in the same tune, how could Zeng Wencheng listen to this guy like fascinated, as long as he was free during the day, he would take his wooden piano and press it for a while, and then he was nervous and wrote and spoke in a notebook, according to him, it was like practicing martial arts and going crazy.

Zeng Wencheng snorted, "If you love to sing or not, I don't have anything." And when he had said that, he went into the house.

He Yongzhi and Fang Yichen looked at each other for a few seconds, and they couldn't help grinning, this Zeng Wencheng, he still has to continue practicing.

Fang Yichen was not in a hurry, he changed the song every day after that, and he hummed a prelude and then stopped, scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously at Zeng Wencheng, who was eavesdropping on the window in the house.

A week later, Zeng Wencheng finally couldn't stand this torture anymore and ran out to have a showdown with Fang Yichen.

"Say, what's wrong with me?"

asked this question, so that Fang Yichen didn't know how to answer.

"I have a crush on great-grandfather, you are talented." That's probably the answer.

"Don't talk about those nonsense, you just say what I want to do before you continue to sing." Zeng Wencheng waved his hand impatiently, just like this, it was really hard to believe that he was an artist, and under the backdrop of that beard, he looked like a bandit leader.

"I don't need you to do anything, I just like music and singing, but I can only hum ......"

Before Fang Yichen could finish speaking, Zeng Chengwen interrupted her.

"I can't sing, I can't teach you this, so let's do it, since you like music, I'll teach you some music theory knowledge, so that you can learn it, and you can write songs by yourself in the future." He directly stated his quid pro quo.

In the middle of it, Fang Yichen immediately said: "That's okay, I'll learn some music theory knowledge first." ”

So the deal between the two was finally reached.

Fang Yichen went home happily, but when he got home, he found that something was wrong with Fang Xiaocui again.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" She asked.

"It's nothing!" Fang Xiaocui came to her senses and stroked her hair in disguise.

"Who's coming to our house today?" Fang Yichen changed his question.

"You, your second aunt are here." Fang Xiaocui is not very good at lying, looking at her daughter's eyes, she unconsciously said the truth she wanted to hide.

Fang Yichen frowned, thinking that it was her, it would be good for her to come.

"Didn't she go back to her parents' house from the war with my second uncle, why did she come back again?"

"The family is a family of two, and there will be a day of reconciliation if you fight, and there are still a few Jianbin in the family, your second uncle is a big man who can't take care of the children at all." Fang Xiaocui glanced at her.

Fang Yichen made a fork on Fang Dashan, such an unprincipled man would rarely have anything to do with him in the future. In fact, she wronged Fang Dashan a little, the person was not picked up by him, it was Wang Qiuhong who came back by herself.

She lived in her mother's house for a week, and she really couldn't live anymore, so she ran back in a gloomy way, and Fang Dashan just didn't let her go.

And Wang Qiuhong felt very shameless when she came back like this, so she was serious at home for a while, and after a long time, she came out and jumped again.

"What did she come to you for?" Fang Yichen asked, and after asking, he felt that he might not be able to ask the point, so he asked again, "What did she say to you?" ”

"I didn't say anything, that is, let me go to your father, I'm not sick, your grandmother and your uncle and second uncle are going to empty out the family, and your second aunt said let me ask your father for money." Fang Xiaocui whispered.

Wang Qiuhong's original words were, "Do you know how much money you have to spend this month, just the Chinese medicine you drink every day costs nearly forty a month, and you have been drinking it for three months, plus the money you spent on hospitalization in the city, and the money you spent on medical treatment in the county, you alone spent more than 200 in just half a year, who is doing what?" ”

"Our father has borrowed it from his relatives now, and when these dozens of yuan are spent, I see what our father will do, I think I will sell all the grandchildren of the Lao Fang family, and the money will be used to treat you."

"Anyway, I said in advance, I will definitely not help pay back this famine borrowed by our father, if my father has to ask us to pay, then I will take the child and stop with your second brother, let him make cattle and horses for your old family."

"Yaya, Mom's illness has dragged down your grandmother's family, I might as well die." Fang Xiaocui couldn't help crying.

Fang Yichen's face was expressionless, and he understood the meaning of Wang Qiuhong's visit, just for money.

She sighed, in fact, she felt that the Fang family, especially Captain Fang and Fang Dahai, the other party Xiaocui, the girl and little sister, was already interesting enough, and it was indeed a bit too much for them to continue to bear Fang Xiaocui's medical expenses, so in the next period of time, she would have to find a way to make some money.