Ever since the Chu siblings saw the strange instrument (later known as the harp) from the scrapyard that day, they had a new toy. They secretly built a small room for the harp in the corner of the scrapyard. Then, after obtaining the consent of the administrator, he happily replaced the small space that was originally built with asbestos tiles with aluminum skin, because he heard the teacher say that asbestos tiles are poisonous.

Qin Yue seems to have been born with musical talent, even if she plays indiscriminately, she can make this harp with missing strings sound like flowing water. But no matter how she looks at her sister, it seems that she is avenging the original hand-cutting revenge, because every time her sister improvises, she will show a weird smile like a little fox who has stolen a chicken, and she is called 'I am intoxicated'.

In any case, the harp became an indispensable companion for the two siblings. Hu Yue even sneaked into the Xinhua bookstore, far away, to look through the books about the harp, but was kicked out because his fingers were dirty and left black marks on the books.

But the harp-like instrument was not actually a harp, but a toy at most. Because a regular harp has 48 threads and 7 pedals. There was no one, but when Hu Yue told her sister about this, the little girl pouted like a stubborn donkey, firmly believing that her baby was a harp, and Hu Yue also relied on her sister, and called it a harp.

yes, who cares what a missing instrument is called?

He also tried to connect the broken string, but the nylon rope that was already taut at the factory had no extra length, and it was obviously unrealistic to use tape or something. In the end, it was the administrator who took out a piece of cotton thread and kneaded it into a string to replace it.

It's a pity that the cotton thread has no appearance, and the sound of plucking that cotton thread and plucking other strings is completely heaven and earth, and in the end it can only be a pity that it becomes a decoration.

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Recently, a new person came to the orphanage, not a new orphan, but an outsider.

She is beautiful, her jīng features are perfectly proportioned across her face, her long hair is over her waist, and when she is sideways, her long black hair slides down her cheeks, giving her a fresh and bright feeling. She couldn't think of how to describe her beauty, but maybe this is the realistic version of the 'natural beauty' that the teacher talked about two days ago.

The beautiful sister's name is Liu Xing, and according to herself, she is a junior high school student who is in her third year of junior high school. Because of his parents' business, he moved to Shihuang Island from Hunan with his parents. When she was in her hometown, she liked to go to the orphanage to play with the children inside, and when she heard that there was an orphanage here, she came to see it.

The beautiful sister quickly replaced Qiao Jindi as the head of all the children here, and even Qiao Jindi looked forward to her arrival every day. Because every time she comes, she brings some strange but interesting little things, and maybe in the eyes of the children she has already equated with toys.

But only the Chu brothers and sisters are exceptions, because every time Liu Xing comes, Yue will be pulled away by Qiao Jindi, after all, there is one less person to share toys, not to mention two.

So the Chu brothers and sisters learned to be smart, and every time they saw Liu Xing coming, they hid in their own nests. Anyway, they didn't have anything in the first place, so they weren't very excited when they saw that other children had got new toys, and Fei Yue even secretly congratulated himself that he hadn't been there once, otherwise he would look forward to the second time with the first time, and the sense of disappointment between expectation and disappointment is not too pleasant.

Every day they still go to the scrapyard to play, and Qin Yue has already figured out some doorways to use the toy harp, and gradually she can play some songs she has heard, such as "March of the Volunteers" and "Let's Swing the Sculls" and so on. The little girl is proud of this, because on this she has won over her brother.

I don't know why, maybe it's because of the sky and music. Anyway, Fei Yue's music performance has never been good, so bad that even the harp bullied him, and he went up to try it after seeing that his sister was playing well, but the harp made a miserable cry like killing a pig. Qin Yue quickly pushed away her brother and bowed his head to comfort his wounded baby harp.

Nasty brother, people don't care if you're drawing circles on the ground.

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On July 23, 11, I picked up the harp for the first anniversary, a sunny day.

This day is a memorable rì as their harp 'Little Nuo' is already a year old. In order to give Xiao Nuo a life, Qin Yue specially made a well-fitting dress for it. cough, in fact, it's just two pieces of rain cloth together, for this rain cloth for the moon was even chased by the store for two streets, but after all, it ran away.

In front of the table where Xiaonuo was placed, the two siblings inserted a candle that they had picked up from the door of the cake shop across the street, and the small flame of the candle was particularly warm in the small room that had been darkened by the curtain being lowered.

In this warm atmosphere, Qin Yue hugged Xiaonuo and wanted to play a happy song for it, and her brother, who had no musical cells, was ordered to clap his hands and echo it.

There is no song, because the voice of the moon is also very bad, but even the simple sound of the harp can make people listen to it very pleasantly.

At the end of the song, the applause rang out fiercely. Qin Yue hugged Xiaonuo and thanked her brother. The brother rewarded xìng and patted the little girl's little head.

Belch? How can there be applause? The two siblings glanced at each other, and they both saw themselves confused in each other's eyes.

At this time, the curtain of the door was suddenly opened, and the strong sunlight dazzled the eyes of the two siblings. While covering their eyes, they heard a voice gently asking, 'It's so nice to play, can you do another one?'

Finally rubbing her eyes to stop hurting, Hu Yue squinted at the beautiful and excessive girl in front of her. 'Sister Liu Xing?' That's right, it's Liu Xing.

'You know me?' Liu Xing was surprised for a moment, and then clasped his hands together and made a sudden realization. 'Ah, I remember, you're all from the orphanage, I saw it the first time I went. ’

'Hehe,' Qin Yue raised her head and gave Liu Xing a bright little face, "Sister, do you think I play well?" ’

Of course, I heard you. Blessings, expectations, and happiness are all full. Liu Xing rolled up the rain cloth in his hand and put it on the top of the hut, bending down to look inside. 'I'm going to see what you're playing with, it's a harp, right?' Only a harp can play such vivid music. ’

The girl walked into the hut with a cat, which was big enough for a 6 or 7-year-old child, but too small for a 15.16-year-old girl, and she could only move so carefully so as not to touch the wall.

Even if it was moving slowly, the hut was such a big place, and Liu Xing quickly came to the harp she wanted to see when the Chu brothers and sisters got out of the way.

She touched the harp a little confused, counting them one by one, counting, 'Strange, 25 strings?' Isn't it a harp, but a gonghou? No, that's not how it works. She whispered to herself.

'Sister Liu Xing, although my brother said it might be a toy harp, Xiao Nuo is not a toy, even if she only has 24 strings, it is still the best. Qin Yue proudly praised her precious harp.

'24? Wow, the lowest note is not nylon's, it's cotton, right? Liu Xing flexed his finger and flicked it, making a dull 'boom' sound.

"Sister Liu Xing is right," Qin Yue squeezed her brother away and came to the girl, "Sister, do you know how to play the harp?" Teach me. ’

'I don't play as well as you can teach you, and I haven't learned it.' Hungry, wait. You say you haven't learned harp? ’

'yes, I'm all playing it myself. Qin Yue swiped her hands wildly, her expression was very cute.

'Oh, little sister, I'm very interested in you now. Well, wait for me here at this time tomorrow, and I'll bring you some books. Ah, by the way, how about you sing, if you play the harp, you can't sing. ’

After a while, there was a light humming sound in the corner of the scrap yard, which had no practical meaning but seemed to have the effect of calming people's minds, as if it were a requiem.