Qin Lang's words, not only Liu Zhengrong was stunned, but Lao Zhang was also stunned.

How could Qin Lang, who has always been well-behaved and sensible, suddenly speak out against him.

Lao Zhang was embarrassed to pull Qin Lang: "Langlang, you can't talk like this, it's rude to talk like this." ”

Qin Lang looked at Lao Zhang: "This person has been following me, I'm afraid, I'm worried that he is a bad person and will be bad for me." ”

Lao Zhang Wenyan took Qin Lang's hand, looked at Liu Zhengrong vigilantly, and immediately threw the half-eaten mutton skewers back to the barbecue stall.

"Grandpa Zhang, let's go." As soon as Qin Lang urged, Lao Zhang threw Liu Zhengrong a warning look, and was pulled away by Qin Lang.

Looking at the backs of Lao Zhang and Qin Lang walking away, Liu Zhengrong was deflated like a ball, and suddenly lost the interest in barbecue.

The customer who ordered the barbecue came over to pick up the food: "Boss, is my barbecue ready?" ”

"It's not for sale." Liu Zhengrong said boredly.

The customer was stunned and immediately scolded: "Neurotic! "Gone.

There were new customers coming over, and Liu Zhengrong drove them all away: "Don't sell, don't sell, get out of here!" ”

Every customer looked at Liu Zhengrong like a neuropath, if it weren't for the barbecue stall sighing too much, Liu Zhengrong would have overturned the barbecue stall truck, and now he could only sit on the chair in annoyance.

In the car, as soon as Lao Zhang fastened his seat belt, Qin Lang's voice came from the back seat of the car: "Grandpa Zhang, don't tell my father about this when you go back, don't say anything to anyone, okay?" ”

Lao Zhang was shocked, turned around, and Qin Lang said again: "I'm afraid that my father will be worried, as long as Grandpa Zhang picks me up at the school gate on time every day, and doesn't dare to meet any bad people, I don't want to follow." ”

Seeing that Lao Zhang was still hesitating, Qin Lang said again: "Grandpa Zhang, you have a bad stomach, if Grandma Zhang knows that you are eating barbecue outside, she will be angry." ”

Lao Zhang nodded decisively: "Okay, then don't say it, don't mention a word after the two of us go home." ”

Qin Lang also nodded, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips.

This kid is quite thoughtful.

Lao Zhang praised Qin Lang in his heart, and started the car with a sentence.

Jin Shengying didn't expect to see Liu Zhengrong across the road outside the gate of the "Golden Ear" piano store, this time it was not an egg cake car, but a barbecue stall car, but the barbecue stall car did not fire, and the dark paint was cold, just like his master's face.

"Dad, you ......"

Hearing Jin Shengying's voice and seeing Jin Shengying's people, Liu Zhengrong came back to his senses, why did he drive the barbecue stall here? He's been fuguing all the way.

"Teacher Jin, are you still in class so late? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat barbecue? Liu Zhengrong's eyes fell on the barbecue stall car, there was no fire, and he had to relight the fire, "You wait for me, I'll be soon-" Liu Zhengrong said in a hurry.

Jin Shengying waved his hand, showed a honest and honest smile that looked a little dull, and said, "Dad, you don't have to be busy, I don't like to eat barbecue." ”

Liu Zhengrong was stunned, looked at Jin Shengying, and his smile gradually faded.

Like his son, he doesn't like to eat barbecue.

"I'm afraid of getting angry." Seeing that Liu Zhengrong's face was not good, Jin Shengying explained again.

"Teacher Jin, can I ask you to give me a guzheng lesson?" Liu Zhengrong said suddenly, Jin Shengying was surprised and couldn't help but be stunned.

"I have the money to pay for your classes." Liu Zhengrong picked up a small red bucket with change from the barbecue stall.

"I didn't mean that, Daddy Lang, you are so ......" Kim Seung-young swallowed the words "old" and "old", because don't hurt the same kind.

Liu Zhengrong's smile turned pale: "Teacher Jin, I don't want to learn the guzheng, I just want to hear you play the guzheng, you play a lesson for me, and I will pay you for a class, okay?" ”

"Do you want to hear me play the zither?" Kim Seung-young smiled brightly, "Come with me." ”

Jin Shengying played a lesson of guzheng for Liu Zhengrong, and of course did not charge Liu Zhengrong's class fee. She usually gives simple guzheng music to some young and low-level children who have just started, and this is the first time she has played the guzheng for people like this serious performance.

In her career with Guzheng, Liu Zhengrong was still his first serious audience.

Jin Shengying played very seriously, and at the end of a class, Jin Shengying was surprised to find that Liu Zhengrong was crying.

"My guzheng moved you to tears?" Jin Shengying was surprised, surprised, unbelievable but excited, "Jin Jing always scolds me for not studying hard, but in fact, I'm not that bad." ”

Jin Shengying muttered to herself, Liu Zhengrong wiped away her tears, and looked at the female teacher's unconfident and skeptical expression, and there were many touches in her heart.

The sound of the guzheng itself is very good, even if a person who doesn't know anything about the guzheng can make a few strokes on the guzheng at will, he can still make a beautiful musical sound, not to mention Jin Shengying, who can play the melody? Jin Shengying's guzheng is indeed very good in the ears of a layman like Liu Zhengrong, and the slow lyricism of the song she played touched Liu Zhengrong's heart, he thought of his unhappy marriage, unsmooth business, thought of his wife being separated, thought of prison, and thought of his son refusing to recognize him because he was a roadside stall, and went to call the rich man "Dad"-

Thinking of this, Liu Zhengrong was extremely sad and burst into tears.

When I was studying, I learned the legend of Nuwa's creation of people, and the legend is that the rich and noble people are all clay figures made by Nuwa's Zheng'er, and the people with humble and ill-fated people are the mud ideas that Nuwa threw out with a rope when she was tired.

He and Kim Seung-young are both muddy ideas thrown out of ropes, and they are like ants in the crowd, humble and mediocre.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhengrong felt closer and closer to Jin Shengying.

This female teacher was the first and only one to invite him to noodles after he was released from prison.

A woman with affection and righteousness, no matter how she is, is a shining gold.

"Teacher Daikin, you play very well, you see the music you play moved me to tears." He cried because of his heart, not because of Kim Seung-young's tune, but at this moment, Liu Zhengrong was willing to tell this lie, because this lie could make Kim Seung-young happy and like.

"Really?" Jin Shengying really rejoiced, "Dad Lang, then I'll play a few more tunes for you." ”

Liu Zhengrong: "......" is actually very late at night, he is very sleepy, and he can only use his will to stop himself from yawning at the moment.

"Okay, okay."

When Jin Shengying returned home, Jin Jing hadn't slept yet, she was watching Professor Qin Hu's guzheng teaching video intently, while taking notes carefully.

Jin Shengying came back with joy, and Jin Jing reprimanded her: "You said that why did you take so long to get things from the piano shop?" You must be going to play, right? If you have this time to play, you might as well study the videos of the masters with me, or just now. ”

Jin Shengying hurriedly hid in the bathroom: "I'm going to take a bath." ”