At the dinner table, Qiao Yu had been quietly watching his younger brothers and sisters make trouble, he just ate silently, asked Lu Qinghuai to eat more, or served Lu Qingqing vegetables, and peeked at her side face from time to time.

He found that the most attractive thing about the little girl was not her good-looking appearance, but her character, and those eyes, which were very big and bright, black and black, like inky crystals, full of innocence and kindness.

He also knows that his little girl has a story and will have something on her heart, but she always feels so good, it seems that she just shows the best and most cheerful side to others, and those troubles and sorrows, those bitterness that cannot be spoken to others, are buried in his heart.

After eating, Lu Qinghuai left first, saying that she was going to see Chi Suqin, after all, it was a festival, and she was inevitably sad when she was alone outside.

When the rest of the people were fine, Jos found the chess game at home and wanted to play a game with his father. He won't look for the second brother, because he is a often defeated general under the second brother, and he has been defeated repeatedly.

Although his father's chess skills are good, he is also half a pound and eight taels with him, and he is still interested in comparing.

Yue Qianfeng was not interested in this, and sat on the sofa watching TV. Mengxi and Lu Qingqing helped their mother clean up the mess, and when everything was put away, Wei Baozhi washed the dishes by herself and drove the two of them out of the kitchen.

They had nothing to do, so they simply watched Qiao Fengshan's father and son play chess on the sidelines. Lu Qingqing is not interested in the current black-and-white TV, there are few programs, and there are basically no channels at night, so she rarely watches TV.

After watching it for a while, Lu Qingqing found that Qiao Fengshan played chess very well, and in comparison, Jos was a little bit off, but Qiao Fengshan kept letting his son, and in the end, Jos won.

It's okay for her to be idle, so she just sits here and watches. When he turned around, he found that Qiao Yu was not by his side, and when he turned his head to look for it, he heard a melodious harmonica sound.

Lu Qingqing didn't know this tune, it should be a popular tune now, but the person who played the harmonica played very beautifully, and the sound of the piano was tactful, which was very moving.

Jos was playing chess, focusing on two things, and his eyes drifted to the room inside, "Second brother is playing the harmonica again, are you troubled again?" ”

Lu Qingqing didn't rush to look, but looked at Jos, "This is Qiao Yu's blowing?" ”

"Yes, he usually reads books in addition to work, and he only blows it once in a while, but it's very good, isn't it, sister-in-law?"

"Hmm." Lu Qingqing listened to the voice, which was originally a very ordinary tune, and she seemed to hear a hint of melancholy. What was he thinking?

She settled down, glanced at Mengxi, and got up and walked over to the place where the sound of the piano came from.

It should be where Qiao Yu and Jos lived, Lu Qingqing never went in, and only saw it twice when he passed by.

The door was not closed, Qiao Yu was sitting on a chair by the desk, holding a harmonica in his hand, bowing his head and playing.

Hearing footsteps at the door, he stopped his movements, turned around and saw Lu Qingqing, putting the harmonica on the table, "Did you make a noise?" ”

Lu Qingqing shook his head. Looking at his expression, he was quite calm, and he didn't see anything unhappy.

When entering the house, Lu Qingqing briefly glanced at this room, two single beds, one left and one right against the wall, a desk in the middle, a chair, and two vertical wardrobes, which were very simple.

Qiao Yu patted the bed on his left, "Sit here." ”

Lu Qingqing sat down according to his words, it is estimated that this should be his bed, covered with sky blue checkered sheets, the quilt is a little fancy, full of flowers, many, many, all peony flowers, red and pink, accompanied by green leaves, flowers are cute.

Seeing her eyes fall on the quilt, Qiao Yu glanced at it and explained uncomfortably: "My mother made the quilt, she said that the peony is a rich flower, representing auspiciousness, and our family is full of this kind of quilt." ”