The face of Mr. Ji's mother is the face of a singer that Jian Sangyu has seen since she was a child, Jian Sangyu often accompanied Grandpa Jian and Old Man Gu to watch TV at home when she was very young, and what the two elders like to watch is some military programs, sometimes it will be some parties or something.

Therefore, Jian Sangyu can be said to be deeply impressed by Ji Qianbo's mother's face, because she has felt that this beautiful big sister sings very well since she was a child.

Later, when she grew up, she saw the show by chance, glanced at it, and muttered to the old man for a while, saying that this singer is really good-looking, she thought she was young and beautiful when she was a child, and when she grew up, this singer became a singer, and she still looked so young and beautiful.

Ji Qianbo stood behind Jian Sangyu, looking at his mother's expression of satisfaction with Jian Sangyu's shocked emotions, smiled helplessly, and explained, "Yang Yunrui, my mother, is a singer, and my musical talent is inherited from her. ”

"Teacher Yang." Jian Sangyu was a little excited and didn't know where to put her hands, and she wanted to reach out and shake hands with Teacher Yang, but after stretching it out, she remembered that she hadn't washed her hands, and she shrank back embarrassedly and smiled, and asked, "Can I take a photo with you later?" ”

Jian Sangyu didn't say that she grew up listening to Yang Yunrui's songs, after all, Yang Yunrui looked really young.

Yang Yunrui looked at Jian Sangyu's stretched and retracted hand and almost laughed, she patted Jian Sangyu's shoulder and smiled, "You girl is really interesting, when you have dinner later, you can shoot as much as you want, and we will take as many photos as you want." ”

After speaking, Yang Yunrui said two sentences to Ji Qianbo again, "Finally, there is a girl who is willing to play with you, take good care of others, take people around the house, don't go into the study and leave other girls downstairs." ”

As she spoke, Yang Yunrui took the opportunity to give Ji Qianbo a threatening look, and seeing Ji Qianbo smile helplessly, she turned around and entered the kitchen with satisfaction.

"My mother, she ......" Ji Qianbo clenched his fists and coughed in a low voice on his lips, "That's it, you may have to get used to it." ”

"Teacher Yang is so friendly." Jian Sangyu held her hands in front of her chest, and suddenly turned into a little fan girl again, "No wonder Teacher Ji is so good, because Teacher Yang is very good." ”

"It's quite technical." Ji Qianbo was amused by Jian Sangyu, and she praised both of them with one sentence.

Thinking that Jian Sangyu's husband is a soldier, looking at his momentum, he is not an ordinary family, so Jian Sangyu's life circle when he was a child is estimated to have really grown up around his mother's singing.

"Let's go, I'll show you around the house." Ji Qianbo pointed upstairs, "Do you want to go to my study to have a look?" ”

Jian Sangyu nodded again and again, and Ji Qianbo took a step forward first, walked in front of Jian Sangyu and took her up.

And Jian Sangyu stood behind Ji Qianbo, watching him first use his cane to support the floor, and then use his sound foot to lift up and step on a step first, and when that foot stood firm on the step, his whole person's strength was pressed to that side, and then he lifted the cane up, which brought up the other foot that had little strength.

At this moment, Jian Sangyu was inexplicably sad.