Listening to Old Madam Yun's sour tone, the old man was very unhappy, and it was not difficult for him to guess that Old Madam Yun didn't like Nan Nan, "Old Madam Yun, do you know why I like Nan Nan's child?" ”

Hearing this, Yun Nan looked sideways at the old man, although his face full of vicissitudes was smiling, but there was no kindness and joy, and his gray eyebrows were fierce.

She knew that the old man was protecting her.

The old lady didn't expect the old man to protect Yun Nan, just because the old man Yun took him there a few times when he was a child.

She snorted coldly in her heart: "Old Man Qin, you liked her when she was a child, and she has changed when she grows up, but she is not liked when she was a child, and she has no respect for her elders, I still think she is not worthy of Qin Yao's child." ”

On the surface, he was elevating Qin Yao, but secretly he was also sarcastically mocking the old man's poor vision and falling in love with Yun Nan.

When the old man is young, he will have a violent temper, and when he is older, he will be restrained, and he will not almost slap the table angrily.

"Old Mrs. Yun spoke a little more extremely, when she was a child, she only saw Nan Nan's cute and cute little face, and she liked it very much, so she had the idea of getting married. But now Nan Nan is still likable. Gifts can be prepared at any time, mainly depending on the heart, Nan Nan is no worse than anyone else. ”

The old man said and looked at Yun Nan, his eyes instantly softened a little, "Nan Nan, you are the closed disciple of Mr. Ouyang, draw a birthday celebration for your grandmother on the spot, so that everyone can open their eyes." ”

The old man said this with a proud tone, which made Qin Yao a little sour, because the old man never mentioned him, and there was no talent to show off.

Except for fights!

Yun Nan is a disciple of Mr. Ouyang, although he has been on the hot search list on Weibo, some people have not paid attention to it, so he doesn't know.

"Didn't you say that the daughter of the Yun family came from the countryside? is actually a closed disciple of Old Mr. Ouyang, this is something that no number of people can ask for? ”

"Yes, many people with talent in painting came to ask Mr. Ouyang to accept apprentices, but they were all locked out, I didn't expect that she was not very old and would be favored by Mr. Ouyang."

"Haven't you followed Weibo? Mr. Ouyang is very precious to this apprentice, and someone has set a price for her paintings, second only to Mr. Ouyang's paintings, and Mr. Ouyang also said that the price is low, which is enough to show how valuable her paintings are and are also very collectible. ”

"It's not a question of how much money it is, it's a question of how much money she has, the problem is that her paintings have never been sold, and she can't buy them if she has money."

"So painting to celebrate your birthday, who can compare to this birthday gift?"

The old lady heard everyone's discussions, although she extremely disagreed that Yun Nan was Mr. Ouyang's apprentice, and her paintings were collectible, but she still looked forward to Yun Nan's painting to celebrate her birthday.

Yun Jingchen also looked at his daughter expectantly, even if Nan Nan was not raised by his side, he was very good.

Not only Yun Jingchen is looking forward to it, but everyone present is looking forward to Yun Nan's on-site painting, which can feast their eyes.

Yun Mengxi tugged at the hem of her skirt, seeing that everyone was looking forward to Yun Nan's painting so much, so wouldn't her painting be compared?

She originally wanted to make Yun Nan embarrassed by playing the piano, but she didn't expect that she would have a chance to show her talent.

I didn't talk about playing the piano if I knew it.

The old man spoke, of course Yun Nan would not refuse, but painting, she smiled and said: "Grandpa, my painting grandma will definitely not like it, I still play the piano better." ”

The old man suddenly smiled when he heard this, the more he looked at Nan Nan, the more he liked it, and he was as clever as when he was a child.

"Okay, you can use whatever way you like, the birthday gift is not important, just when your heart arrives."

Qin Yao knew that the girl would not make everyone so satisfied, and sure enough, he did not disappoint him, speaking of which, he was still a little similar to the girl, for example, he would go his own way and would not let the person who bullied him be satisfied.

Everyone was looking forward to Yun Nan's on-site painting to feast their eyes, but they heard that they didn't paint and played the piano?

I couldn't help but show disappointed eyes.

"Old Madam Yun actually can't look at Yun Nan's paintings, there is something wrong with her vision, right?"

"Isn't it just a bad eyesight? Yun Mengxi's paintings can only be said to be embroidered legs, and only Mrs. Yun thinks it is better than Yun Nan. ”

Even the old lady who didn't care about it, when she heard it, she couldn't help but show a disappointed look, and what was even more angry was that Yun Nan used her as an excuse?

makes people think that she has no vision, Yun Nan did it on purpose.

The old lady trembled a little angrily.

Yun Mengxi was very happy in her heart, she couldn't ask for anything if she didn't paint, she didn't believe that Yun Nan still had an impression of what she learned when she was a child, because she heard her father mention that Yun Nan didn't remember anything when she was a child.

Yun Nan stood up, she was wearing a black dress today, which was very suitable for playing the piano.

On the right side of the banquet hall, there is a piano on the central table, which was originally used for decoration, but the piano is good, and at a glance you know that the price is expensive.

She sat down on a square stool, with one hand behind her back and brushing the hem of her skirt.

The slender fingers were placed on the black and white keys, and when the sound was correct, he began to play.

This piece is a well-known piece of classical music.

Originally, everyone didn't have any expectations, because they wanted to see Yun Nan paint.

It's just that the moment the elegant piano music sounds, the timbre goes from low to high, so that everyone can't help but show a look of surprise.

Yun Mengxi's eyes widened, and she looked at Yun Nan sitting in front of the piano in disbelief, she actually knew how to play the piano?

She also studied, but she didn't learn wholeheartedly, because she likes to draw, so she can still hear that Yun Nan is not bad.

What's going on?

Didn't Dad say she only learned piano for a year as a child?

How so?

Surprised Yun Jingchen, when he first came back, Nan Nan said that he was not interested in the piano, he thought that his daughter had forgotten to play the piano, but he didn't expect that she had learned so well.

Even when the old lady heard the piano music, she couldn't help but look at the stage, and her eyes fell on Yun Nan, maybe it was preconceived, she never recognized Yun Nan.

Qin Yao listened to the piano music played by the girl, and he was interested when he listened to it, he took out the harmonica from his pocket, the harmonica color is very old, and the patterns and colors are all polished, this harmonica is still brought by the old man when he goes to the battlefield, and even his grandmother met the old man because of the harmonica.

When he was five years old, the old man gave him the harmonica, so he kept it with him all these years, but rarely took it out.

He placed his lips and followed her rhythm, blowing.

He got up and walked up to the steps as he blew, there were only two flights of steps, and he didn't go up, but stood there and played to her rhythm.

Yun Nan suddenly heard the sound of the harmonica, and when he raised his head, he saw Qin Yao standing not far away, his slender fingers holding the harmonica, looking at him with a smile on his eyebrows, and he cooperated very tacitly.

When she saw the harmonica, she remembered the one next door, who played the harmonica at night when she had nothing to do.

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