The atmosphere in the pavilion became strange for a while.

Dongfang Yan in this state feels that she is the real her, not pretending, not restrained, full of aura, and magnificent, and this will never appear in a four-year-old girl.

Dongfang Yan raised his hand to broadcast the strings, and a clear whistle roared and spread out in all directions. As if there were ripples in the air, on the second floor of the main hall in the distance, people stopped what they were doing.

There was a look of surprise passing by, and Meng Guogong and Meng Yunfei were the most surprised, with a look of disbelief.

The palm of the hand is half gripped, and Meng Fanlin's secret praise is good!

Dongfang Yan tried the void to compare the fingering of the zither, and the color of memory on his face floated.

Support, split, hook, tick, the training room with just the right sun came to mind, and she and Yu Shenge carefully stroked fingering.

Wipe, pick, hit, mention, learn on the stage, and play with heart.

Double support, double split, double wipe, double hook, the two looked at each other and smiled, the technique was more proficient, and they performed on the same stage.

Pinching, flowering, shaking, sweeping, the two successfully combined to make their debut on the stage.

The beginner familiarity of each instrument in the mind, the two are together, invading each other's fond memories and inseparable.

Thinking about the original musical instrument masters, the two are equally famous, but the layman doesn't know that they have their own strengths and weaknesses.

Although both of them know all kinds of musical instruments, she Dongfang Yan is more proficient in new instruments such as piano and violin, first, because they are used more in killer training, and secondly, classical instruments are too good at analyzing people's hearts, and these classical instruments are commonly known as 'heart instruments'. It is not suitable for her who was dark in her heart at that time, she was too murderous to show her edge, and only flamboyant Western-style instruments could temporarily hide her edge.

The fish Shen Song is more proficient in the quiet and ancient classical musical instruments, its clear sound is soft and smooths the inner ripples, and it is more gentle and delicate in moisturizing things.

Silently thought to himself, 'Shen Ge, are you doing now?' Did you think of me when you played the piano? ’

Everyone was stunned to see Dongfang Yan closing his eyes and scratching his fingering, from the beginning of jerky to gradually proficient, like the moon slowly becoming round, the missing technique memory gradually returned to the brain, and the fingertips danced lightly.

The accuracy of its rhythm is no worse than that of the master who has been immersed in musical instruments for many years, and he couldn't help but be shocked for a while, and a conjecture came to his mind, first of all, Meng Zisang and Meng Fanlin glanced at each other, and the conjectures in their eyes coincided, and they each saw their own unbelievable looks in the reflection in each other's eyes.

Dongfang Yan opened his eyes suddenly, pressed the strings with both hands, and the trills stopped.

Relive a lifetime, can you abandon the distractions of the past and control this heartfelt sound? Let's give it a try.

A glide begins to bring thoughts into the light of memory, listening to the tone is not like a dream, and the tone that has never been heard before is slightly sad and nostalgic, which is distracting.

The sound of the piano fluctuates freely, Dongfang Yan recalls the reasons for the past life and this life, and spreads out a long scroll of years, the sky can be seen, the sound rhythm hovers overhead, and spreads wantonly into the distance.

The voice reached the palace, the prime minister's mansion, and the outskirts of the city, and some people seemed to look back thoughtfully.

At first, it was as gentle as crying and complaining, and then reminiscing about the past like a dream, thinking of the old people, and the sound was full of it.

Falling fingers, no longer follow the rules, and there are dazzling chapters to demonstrate several fingering techniques of splitting flowers and sweeping, and the speed is like flying.

Such as the flowers and rise neatly and gently, full of elegance and from the expression of the see a bit of publicity, the tune rises like the joy of life, hand in hand with friends to see the skylight, the sound is flat and happy, full of joy.

Suddenly, there was a brief pause, and the mind fell into distraction.

The music rises again, the joy of meeting and parting comes one after another, just like the ups and downs of the three lives of a big dream, and finally the tune gradually slows down, and the strings are flattened.

The clear sound gradually stopped, and the listener had tears but had already fallen into the past, confused, and unable to extricate himself.

At the end of the song, as if he had not been happy, he lightly picked his fingertips, and a few slow and shallow rhythms were the secret words of him and Yu Shenge, everything was fine, but at this time it was full of lovesickness.

Only a few young people in the pavilion, regardless of how hard the world is, clapped their hands and stood up.

"The geese play well!"

The two Meng's eyes were delighted, and they didn't say what they thought in their hearts, and they talked and laughed when they talked side by side many years later.

"Anyway, that's our sister, isn't it? No matter the past, just sigh at this situation and treat each other sincerely. ”

Hearing the sound of someone coming, Dongfang Yan jumped off the stool and tore off the hairband, tied his hair and dressed in one go.

The body is too small, so it is a little laborious to raise your arms to pluck the strings, and it is inevitable to pant slightly, and the forehead is slightly sweaty.

In a blink of an eye, he calmed down his breathing as soon as possible, returned to the innocent childlike appearance of the bun head, and shouted happily: "Brother Zisang plays so well!"

The children's voice is clear and soft, and everyone in the pavilion is confused, and Meng Zisang is the worst.

A group of people under the rockery came in a hurry, Meng Yingtian's expression was distant, Meng Yunfei's eyes flashed with tears, Meng Taijun had already wiped his tears with his sleeves, only his aunt Ding Zihan's strange expression flashed away, but he could not escape Dongfang Yan's eyes.

Meng Yunfei looked relieved, happy but slightly sad, "I didn't expect to have the opportunity to hear the sound of Zixiaoqin, so it will not make Wanrou's favorite Zixiao sound out of nowhere, it's really good." ”

At this time, the sun just hits the buds of the tea tree, shining brightly, and the breeze blows, blowing away the dust and haze in the heart, and seeing the day.

Meng Yingtian was not so easy to deceive: "Zisang, why didn't I see you playing music in the past?" You usually like to play this piano the most, how did you get it today? ”

Meng Zisang didn't dare to look directly at Meng Yingtian's inquiring eyes, he shrank from afar, and his eyes dodged because he didn't dare to look over there, "Grandpa, that ......"

Dongfang Yan smiled heartily, "It must be Brother Zisang who is happy today, and the song is a song." Another day, I will definitely let Brother Zisang teach me to play the piano, my brother plays so well. ”

The implication of the words was that she couldn't play the piano in a roundabout way, leaving a psychological hint in everyone's hearts, and quietly putting aside the suspicion.

Meng Yingtian looked at it for a long time, and the distance was too far away to see everyone's expressions as usual, but he couldn't see anything suspicious. I felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't say it, and I gave up exploring it for a while.

smiled kindly as before, and said with full of energy: "I promised that day, whoever can play Zixiao can become a guest of honor in my country's government, but no one can invite the world to play the piano." After a pause, the smile became deeper and deeper, but it was more like teasing, "It turns out that there is nowhere to find in the world, and it takes no effort to come, come on, treat you well in the afternoon, our guest of honor." ”

Meng Zisang looked back and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, grandpa, you sarcastically mock me every time, or the second son is comfortable in front of me, I still don't want to be a VIP seat."

Everyone present laughed, and cut the ice in a place that no one could see in their hearts, and a clear spring flowed, like the person who died early with a red face, and the red sleeves stroked it, and scratched the past Shen Ke.

Looking back again, it fluttered away, leaving a faint fragrance. And everyone present knows that she is always in their hearts and has never faded.

While some people were excited, no one except Situ Lie noticed that Dongfang Yan quietly shrank his fingers and hid them in his sleeves.

The flying geese have their own thoughts, and they don't say anything, and when the adults disperse, it seems that nothing has happened, and they gradually laugh and laugh.

Meng Zisang also said in high spirits that the fish in the pond don't eat, it is said that they should only eat flying flowers and fallen leaves, but they can't eat pastries, although it is strange, it is just a smile and a smile.

The night is falling, the sky is dyed, and the atmosphere of dinner in the main hall of the Zhenguo Mansion is much more bland than lunch.

Meng Yingtian still had a complicated expression of aftertaste sadness or mixed with joy that had not yet recovered from Zixiao's song, but Meng Taijun's face was much better, different from the previous pale, but a little more bloody, and his tone also diluted the sadness of the past.

"If I say that it is the credit of Yan'er, Wanrou has a spirit in the sky, and it is also for our sake, I thought that I would not have the opportunity to hear it in my life, if this is the case, I can't help but regret it."

In an instant, the atmosphere was strange and flowing, Meng Yunfei raised his eyebrows, and said resentfully: "Mother! How to speak, the days are still long, don't think about what you have or don't have. ”

"Alas, it's old, and I always like to think cranky, come, eat, eat." Meng Taijun said and gave a pair of chopsticks to Dongfang Yan, "Yan'er, eat more." A smile on his face.

After eating most of the dishes on a table, there were occasional conversations, but there were few words, Dongfang Yan finished eating, sat quietly on the table, his eyes were silent, Meng Taijun was happy when he saw it, "This child is very Wanrou, remember Wanrou, every time he thinks of a ghost idea, he has this expression." He smiled at the moment, "Ghost girl, what do you want?" ”

Dongfang Yan smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, and said playfully, "I want to see what gift my uncle gave me?" ”

A table of people laughed, and Meng Yingtian teased: "Look at you little money fan."

Dongfang Yan jumped off the chair, jumped on Meng Taijun and sat on his lap, raised his head and coaxed her to be happy: "Grandma came together, I remember that when the adults counted the money, they all smiled, and grandma also came to be happy."

As he spoke, he took out the paper bag at noon from his sleeve, Meng Yunfei scolded with a smile, "You money-obsessed girl, don't be too little." ”

Dongfang Yan grinned, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the future will be long." ”

"Count the money, pull the money, pull the money." Meng Taijun shouted childishly.

Meng Yunfei laughed, "You girl, don't be too little." ”

Dongfang Yan grinned, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the future will be long." ”

Meng Yunfei was stunned, and the table burst into laughter.

I saw Dongfang Yan draw out one by one like a lottery, except for a stack of thick silver tickets, and another paper bag was drawn out at the back.

"How can there be?" Dongfang Yan tilted his head in confusion, and then cheered: "Uncle is so generous."

Meng Yunfei scolded with a smile, "If you are not generous, what is your uncle?" ”

Dongfang Yan seemed to be very embarrassed, glanced at him strangely, and said arrogantly: "It's not generous, it's also an uncle, and uncle is so stupid." Saying that, he was still in trouble, and brought a whole plate of kernel cakes to him.

Meng Yingtian bought it very much, patted Meng Yunfei on the shoulder in agreement, and said solemnly: "Yunfei eats more walnuts to replenish his brain."

Meng Yunfei was not embarrassed, he laughed, grabbed a piece of each, and said with a smile: "Come and make up for it, make up for it, make up for it, Zihan's kernel crisp is extra brain-replenishing."

Ding Zihan scolded him with a smile: "You eat more, your niece dislikes you."

Dongfang Yan also smiled and took a piece of kernel crisp in his mouth, and said hesitantly: "Don't make noise, don't make noise, the point is here."

Reaching out and scooping it out, he fished out an amethyst crystal pillar, unpolished.

Meng Yunfei spoke: "This is the construction of the Flying Goose Residence, but when it was built, the jewelry that your mother used to play was set up on the ground, and one person gave it in a string, this is a piece he deliberately left at the beginning and said that in the future, when the child is born, ask him what he wants to fight, and I will call you."

Dongfang Yan looked around, Meng Taijun and the others were indeed wearing amethyst ornaments, or hairpins or beads, and then shook the paper bag and there were still things, and when they opened it, they saw that it was the title deed of the silk village on the middle street? Dongfang Yan was puzzled and couldn't help but look at Meng Yunfei.

In fact, except for the two children, who didn't know what they were pretending to be, at this time, everyone just watched Dongfang Yan deliberately make Meng Taijun happy, it was just an accident, just kidding, how many years of salary can an ordinary official buy a piece of golden land?

Meng Yunfei said: "I remember Wanrou said that she would cultivate business knowledge in the future, but she didn't want you to follow the path of the eldest lady, I still remember that she said that when I make money myself, I can spend it as much as I want, how cool it is."

said and smiled, "Look at your mother, I haven't been serious since I was a child, that silk village is run by an old friend of mine and said that there was an accident in the family and the property was sold, I took it, but I don't know how to do business, I want to give it to you, and it is also my mother's wish." ”

Dongfang Yan smiled: "Yes, Yan'er will try, my uncle is not afraid that I will lose all my family property and borrow money."

Meng Yingtian patted Meng Yunfei: "It's okay, if you have a problem, your uncle will definitely donate generously to save you from fire and water."

Meng Yunfei coughed and choked, and his eyes swept away: "Dad, you won't save it?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to go out to hide from my debts, and you're enough." The hall burst into laughter.

Meng Taijun spoke, "Yan'er is only four years old...... Is it appropriate? ”

Meng Yunfei patted his chest, "Mother, my father sold me, and it's a pity that the shop is empty, so let Yan'er take it and give it a try." ”

Therefore, Juyuanlou is so almost a joke, and the owner is set, laying the cornerstone for the future branches of various countries, but that is a later story.