Since last night, Jian Yi asked his parents to invite a tutor and picked up the cello that he had given up for a long time.

She knew that she was not the material for learning musical instruments, and she was afraid that she would not be able to persist after learning for a few days, so she pulled Ah Ruo to learn with her.

Where you can't learn by yourself, you can also ask Ah Ruo in private.

Jane had planned to do so early on, but unfortunately the ending was always unexpected.

Ah Ruo studied music, and she was even less likely than her spiritual root.

In the first class, the teacher's music theory knowledge only taught a few points, and Ah Ruo fell asleep.

Jane shook her awake several times, and she fell into a deep sleep again.

The music teacher was a serious one, and his face was not very good all night.

Ah Ruo was reluctant to accompany Jane for a few days, and couldn't hold on any longer, and finally begged her in great pain, "I'...... Don't learn...... Yes...... No way. ”

"Aren't all you Tibetan people good at singing and dancing?" Jian Yi suspected that Ah Ruo was a fake Tibetan.

"I'm ...... Exception. Ah Ruo was reasonable, and his round eyes blinked.

If I had known, I wouldn't have counted on Ah Ruo. Jian Yi couldn't do it, so he had to learn it by himself.

After more than a month of hard work, Jian Yi still fell under the complexity and daily perseverance of the cello.

Jian Yi was in a gloomy mood, and Ah Ruo was also in a gloomy mood.

Thinking about it, he swore before that he would replace Xia Wanyin and become the only woman next to Brother Yan An's side at the literary gala.

Fortunately, Jian Yi just said to himself, otherwise it would be a shame.

Before going to bed, Ah Ruo used the Tibetan phone to talk to his parents.

Tibetan is rougher than Mandarin.

Arao speaks Tibetan and Mandarin like two people's voices.

What Ah Ruo and his parents said on the phone, Jian Yi couldn't understand anything.

"Apa Mama, do you mean Mom and Dad?" Jian Yi often heard Ah Ruo shouting to Ah Pa Ma on the other end of the phone.

Aaron nodded.

Jian Yi became interested, and asked Aro how he called his relatives in Tibetan.

Ah Ruo told her that the Han people have a strict distinction between grandfathers, maternal grandfathers, grandmothers, and maternal grandmothers, but there is no strict distinction among Tibetans, and grandfathers and maternal grandfathers are collectively called "pola"; Grandmothers and maternal grandmothers are collectively referred to as "Mora".

The Han nationality also has a strict distinction between the names of relatives, which are called "uncle" and "aunt" more than the father, and "uncle" and "aunt" are called "uncle" and "aunt" less than the father. Tibetans are not so strict, and all the father's brothers are called "Aku"; All the father's sisters are called "Ani".

Jian Yi was very teachable and asked a lot about Tibetans.

The night was solemn, Jian Yi and Ah Ruo talked all night, and in the quiet night, only the sound of whispering to each other was left, occasionally accompanied by a few shallow chuckles.

Ah Ruo told her that her family lived at the foot of the Potala Palace in Lhasa.

Lhasa, the top of a thousand mountains, the source of ten thousand waters.

Aruo said that July is the most beautiful time in Lhasa, where the sky is as clear and blue as the deep sea, and the magnificent Potala Palace stands in the most central and eye-catching place in Lhasa.

"Really?" If that's the case, Jian Yi really wants to try it.

"Of course." Ah Ruo's eyes are pious, and that is her belief in Tibetan culture.

"Have you ever pronounced anyone's name to the Potala Palace? Did it finally come true? Jane propped her head on her elbow and lay on her side beside Arro.

Ah Ruo turned over and faced Jian Yi, "No...... No. ”

"You don't have anyone you like when you're so old?" Jian Yi thought it was incredible.

Ah Ruo, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, had already reached the age when a girl was in love with spring, how could she not have someone she liked. Think about yourself, when I was twelve years old, I fell in love with Brother Yan'an, who was handsome and handsome.

"Nope." Ah Ruo's face was sincere, and there was no intention of deception.

"Really?"

"Really!"

All right. Jane smiled, "Not now, but later." ”

"Do you like Tibetan boys a little more, or do you like Han boys a little more?"

"It's pretty much the same."

The two laughed and talked a lot, and Ah Ruo promised her that in July next year, during the summer vacation, Ah Ruo would take Jian Yi to see the Potala Palace in Lhasa, the Gesang Flower Field not far from their house, and their most powerful sorcerer.

Autumn is cold, and three months pass quickly.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, my mother made a large table of dishes as usual and invited Uncle Li and Brother Yan to celebrate the New Year together.

This holiday, Brother Yan finally didn't hold various summer camp tour groups and never returned.

He sat across from her and would make eye contact with her as before, occasionally pulling a few words with her.

In the eyes of adults, their relationship was as close as ever, and Jane knew very well in her heart that they were no longer what they used to be, and he had long since stood in a place where she could not reach her.

Adults like to talk about it over a little wine at the dinner table, especially Jane's mother.

"Your Yan'an is so good! The piano plays really well, I listen to it like Lang Lang, unlike our family, three minutes of heat, a few months ago I asked her to hire a cello tutor, but I didn't learn it for a month. So much money and time was spent in vain in the end. ”

Speaking of the cello, Jian Yi and Li Yan'an's eyes invariably matched, and Jian Yi looked down at him in shame.

Praise high and low, no one can pit her daughter better than her mother.

Uncle Li drank a glass of wine, "Jane can't play a cello, but she dances well, that's a fact." ”

Jian Yiying nodded gently, Uncle Li was the most fair and fact-telling person.

Jane's family still has the habit of keeping the New Year this year, they used to be with the uncle's family, but they couldn't come this year, and now they are with Uncle Li's family.

Three adults play mahjong, three are missing one, and there is still one missing.

Jane's mother's hand rubbing mahjong was very numb, "Jane, you come." ”

Jane's New Year's money in a bag trembled, her mother was changing her method to pit her New Year's money.

"I won't, besides, it's forbidden to gather people to gamble." Jane reached into her trouser pocket with one hand and grabbed the small amount of money.

"Small bets, small bets." The mahjong in front of Uncle Li was neatly placed, and his smile was a little ruffian, "I have to play if I can't do it." ”

"That's it, we adults will suffer a little loss, you and Yan'an will be one side, and the three of us will each be on the other. I will take this opportunity to hand over some social stuff to you. ”

Since the adults have said so, Jian Yi and Li Yanan are not easy to shirk.

The two sat side by side at one side of the table, close together, shoulder to shoulder.

Jian Yi is responsible for playing cards, and Li Yanan knows a little mahjong, so he is responsible for making Mo plans and calling Jian Yi.

Soon, Jian Yi learned a lot about mahjong.

There is only one suit of card types, and the ordinal number is called all-one-color.

Four suits of the same suit can be opened.

There are also skills in playing cards, and the chick wants to play two, keeping up with the family and staring at the opponent.

Jian Yi and Li Yanan can be said to have tried their best to deal with the three treacherous and cunning old foxes, but in the end they ended in a fiasco.

I feel sorry for my New Year's money, but I always have to be willing to gamble and lose.

At one o'clock in the morning, Jane's mother went to cook supper, and Jane's father and Uncle Li went to the study to discuss things in the officialdom.

Only Jian Yi and Li Yan'an were left in the huge living room, and they were embarrassed by each other, and the air was suddenly quiet.