Zhao Nan carried the old man into the house, put him on the bed and sat down, the old man held Zhao Nan's arm tightly with both hands, and he didn't know where he got so much strength, dry

His thin hands were like pliers, his mouth was purring, and his eyes were staring at Zhao Nan.

Yuan Qianxiao was very embarrassed, put the piano in his arms aside, and hurriedly took the old man's hand: "Grandpa, what are you doing?" ”

The old man glanced at Yuan Qian and smiled. He called out vaguely: "Little ...... Small...... Govern...... Yin"

"Do you mean Granny Yin? Granny Yin passed away, grandpa, I know you feel uncomfortable, but there is no way, your mother-in-law is gone. Yuan Qianxiao comforted the old man in a low voice.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, my grandfather is old, maybe he feels bad when he knows that Granny Yin died, and you also know that older people will inevitably think about it."

Yuan Qianxiao broke the old man's hand away and comforted him with kind words. The old man still stared at Zhao Nan deadly. Two lines of tears suddenly flowed from his cloudy eyes.

"Grandpa, why are you crying?" Yuan Qianxiao was a little brotherly.

"Grandpa doesn't know what's going on these two days. Maybe it's because Granny Yin is sad that she died, grandpa and Granny Yin are about the same age. ”

Yuan Xiaomei said on the side.

Zhao Nan looked at the old man, and always felt that the old man's cloudy eyes seemed to have a thousand words to confide, but he couldn't say anything due to physical reasons.

I'm just a stranger, what does the old man want to say?

"My grandfather has been in a bad mood lately. Don't mind, sir. ”

Yuan Qianxiao hurriedly explained.

Zhao Nan nodded: "Miss Yuan, just call me Zhao Nan." ”

"Brother, let's take a look at the piano you brought."

Yuan Xiaomei grabbed Zhao Nan's sleeve and suggested.

"You don't know how to play the piano." Yuan Qian glanced at his sister with a smile, and comforted his grandfather softly, "Grandpa, I'll go see the piano first, little sister, has grandpa eaten?" “

"I've eaten it."

Yuan Xiaomei picked up the piano: "Sister, let's go see the piano." ”

When she arrived at the hall, Yuan Xiaomei couldn't wait to open the cloth bag, and an antique piano was revealed.

"Oh my God!" Yuan Xiaomei let out an exclamation and pressed the string with her hand.

"Be careful, don't break it, hairy." Yuan Qianxiao felt sorry for Naqin, stepped forward and took the little sister's hand, Yuan Xiaomei pouted and was very dissatisfied: "I want to see, I want to see." ”

"Miss Yuan, my little sister is still young, let her take a look."

Zhao Nan interceded on the side.

"Look, Brother Zhaonan agreed, it's not your piano, they just gave it to you." The little sister's hand reached out to the piano again, stroking the body little by little, and then went to pluck the strings, during which Zhao Nan's eyes stared at all her movements.

"Okay, give it a try, you don't know how to play the piano."

Yuan Qianxiao is a piano idiot, such a good piano is in front of her, but she can't touch it, it's like killing her, she hurriedly pulled away her little sister, put the piano away, sat on the stool and began to stroke the piano.

Yuan Xiaomei stood aside and listened intently, not moving, like an old monk in a trance. Yuan Qianxiao's piano skills are very superb, Zhaonan is not good at the piano, but he has very good ear power, and he can hear that Yuan Qianxiao is still the tune from yesterday. The little sister on the side, looking at Yuan Qianxiao's movements, her face changed: sometimes admiring, sometimes sighing.

The little sister found that Zhao Nan looked over, and immediately showed the child's innocent smile.

Zhao Nan always felt that there was something strange in this smile, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"Miss Yuan, can you tell me about Granny Yin?"

At the end of the song, Zhao Nan said.

"I'm hungry, sister, I want to eat, you go cook."

Yuan Xiaomei grabbed Yuan Qianxiao's hand and shook it a few times.

"Mr. Zhaonan, look ......" Yuan Qianxiao looked at Zhaonan with some embarrassment.

"Miss Yuan, I don't know if I can bother here?"

Zhao Nan was cheeky enough to ask for food.

"Coarse tea and light rice, it's rare that Mr. Zhaonan doesn't dislike it, I'll go cook, little sister, you accompany Mr. Zhaonan and sit down."

Yuan Qian smiled and quickly put on his apron and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

When Yuan Xiaomei saw that her sister was cooking, she immediately stood in front of the qin and reached out to touch the qin.

She touched it a few times, looked up and saw Zhao Nan staring at her curiously, and smiled embarrassedly: "Brother Zhao Nan, where did this piano come from?" ”

"This is the piano in our shop, which was lent to Miss Yuan by the owner."

"Oh, that's it."

Yuan Xiaomei's eyes looked at Naqin again, reluctant to take her eyes off.

"Little sister, can you tell me about Granny Yin?"

Zhao Nan suddenly asked.

"Granny Yin, oh, what do you want to know?"

"How long has she been here, and who else is in the family? How did he die and what disease did he have? ”

"I've been here for fifteen years, and I came alone with a suitcase, I have no relatives, I died of illness, and I died after being sick for more than three months." Yuan Xiaomei's answer was an understatement.

"What is it?"

"The old problem is sick, brought by the mother's womb, lack of qi and blood, and problems in the lungs. I can survive until now, and I always breathe hard. ”

The little sister didn't raise her head, but there was a sadness in her tone that couldn't be concealed.

"Were you there when Granny Yin died?"

"Me? No, I was with my grandfather. ”

Yuan Xiaomei stretched out her hand to the qin again, her fingers pressed on the qin a few times very dexterously, the speed was fast and it was just a light touch, although the qin did not make a sound, Zhao Nan saw it clearly, the fingering was quite skillful, not like a beginner.

"Little sister likes guqin?"

"Hmm." Yuan Xiaomei had no distractions, she didn't care about Zhaonan at all, her whole person was eager to try, but she was suppressing something strongly.

It's a strange performance.

"Then I'll give you a piano tomorrow."

"Hmm." She replied indifferently.

A little girl, shouldn't she jump for joy at this moment? But it seems that in Yuan Xiaomei's eyes, there is nothing more important than this piano.

Zhao Nan got up, walked to Yuan Xiaomei and sat down, looking at her quietly.

Yuan Xiaomei asked a little weakly: "Brother Zhaonan, what are you staring at me like this?" ”

"Your sister is a piano idiot, and you are also a little piano idiot."

"Huh."

Yuan Xiaomei smiled, and smiled very reluctantly.

At this time, the old man in the inner room screamed again.

Zhao Nan stepped in and whispered, "Huh? Grandfather...... What do you say......"

His voice was low and low, and at last it was so indistinct that he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"Mr. Zhaonan, what's wrong with my grandfather?" Yuan Qianxiao asked in the kitchen.

"It's okay, the old man is just tired and wants to lie down."

Zhao Nan helped the old man to lie down, and Yuan Xiaomei rushed over and said, "Brother Zhao Nan, I'll take care of grandpa." ”

Zhao Nan didn't get out of the way, but asked very seriously: "Little sister, what kind of person is Granny Yin?" ”

"Huh? What's how? ”

"I guess she's a good person."

"Good guys? That, of course, is. Xiaomei's answer was a little absent-minded.

"I think she should be a good person, a person who is good at the piano should be very simple, and she won't have so many harmful eyes, I don't know how her piano skills are, but since Yuan Xiaojie's piano skills are so superb, this Granny Yin must be a master of the world, but it's a pity that we hate to see each other late."

Zhao Nan seemed to be talking to himself.

Yuan Xiaomei glanced at him, as if smiling.