Chapter 8 Guzheng Boy
The uncle walked into Lang's room with fried chicken, and suddenly, the room was filled with the fragrance of fried chicken.
When Lang saw the fried chicken, his eyes were only excited, but the movement of playing the piano in his hand did not stop.
My uncle is wondering, how could the wave play the guzheng not make a noise that disturbs the people? It turned out that the string on the left side of the guzheng yard was covered with a bath towel.
The uncle was happy, holding the fried chicken in front of the wave nose to tempt him, and at the same time twisted his body with the low and dull zither music that was covered by the bath towel, and said: "Lang, your head melon is so easy to use, it is because of my brother-in-law's intelligence!" My uncle bought fried chicken to reward you. ”
The fried chicken is so fragrant, and the playing of the waves has become jubilant and lively, the speed of his playing is getting faster and faster, and the uncle is writhing faster and faster, the uncle is panting and saying: "Lang, if you don't eat it again, the fried chicken will be cold." ”
However, the waves did not stop.
The uncle had to say: "Lang, if you play it again, your uncle's old waist will be broken." ”
When the words fell, Lang made a handsome finishing move, and his uncle's dancing posture was also fixed at the same time.
The two of them froze for five seconds before they started laughing.
Uncle took a piece of fried chicken and stuffed it in Lang's mouth, Lang chewed and said vaguely, "Thank you, uncle." ”
Uncle nodded with satisfaction, "Good, Lang, don't play the piano so late in the future, you are still a child, don't fight so hard, you fight so hard, Uncle is under a lot of pressure." ”
Lang also took a piece of fried chicken and stuffed it into his uncle's mouth, and said, "I usually have too much homework, and I have to practice so late after finishing my homework and practicing the piano, uncle, don't you also work so late?" ”
"We are different, you are so late for your dreams, and I am so late because of life." The uncle's face was a bright smile, and he didn't look forced by life at all.
While eating fried chicken, Lang looked at his uncle distressedly: "Is my uncle working so hard to deliver food to save money for me to marry my aunt?" ”
The uncle hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, it's for me to marry, not for you." ”
The two reached for the fried chicken at the same time and found that there was only one piece of fried chicken left in the box.
"Has Xiaoqi ever eaten fried chicken?" Lang asked.
The brother-in-law said: "Xiaoqi has slept like a pig." ”
"This fried chicken is left for Xiaoqi to eat." Lang offers.
The uncle shook his head: "Leave it until tomorrow when the fried chicken is cold, and it won't taste good." ”
"Then let's go and wake up Xiaoqi."
The uncle agreed, but lowered his voice and said to Lang: "Light, don't wake up grandma, otherwise I should be scolded again." ”
Lang patted his uncle on the shoulder, and the two crept to Xiaoqi's room with the last piece of fried chicken.
Xiaoqi didn't sleep, just cried silently on the bed.
Lang and Uncle were stunned when they discovered the truth.
The light in the room had been turned on, and Xiaoqi got up from the quilt, with tears on his face, and looked at his cousin and brother-in-law who walked in in a daze.
Lang and Uncle sat on the edge of the bed, and Uncle handed the fried chicken to Xiao Qi and said, "Eat fried chicken first, and tell Uncle after eating fried chicken who bullied you." ”
Xiaoqi sobbed, embarrassed to reach for it, and even more embarrassed to open his mouth to eat, and finally Lang successfully fed the fried chicken into his mouth.
"Look, how good your cousin is to you, what sad things do you have to say, what's the point of crying alone in the bed?" The uncle patted Xiaoqi's head.
Lang sang in front of Xiaoqi: "Men cry, cry, cry, it's not a sin......"
Xiaoqi burst into tears and laughed.
"Do you miss your mom and dad?" Uncle asked.
Xiaoqi shook his head.
"Why are you crying?" The uncle asked again.
Xiaoqi was for a long time before he said, "I'm at the same table and bullying me." ”