Yu Fan didn't follow, he had to teach Shen Lili a lesson, for fear that the other party would hurt his little daughter-in-law.

Yan Huan advised for a while, "Yu Fan, I really don't need you to interfere, I can completely deal with this Shen Lili." ”

She just didn't want to spend her precious time on people like Shen Lili, otherwise the other party's two hits would really not be enough for her to see.

When Yu Fan heard this, he dispelled the idea of rectifying Shen Lili, and at the end, he advised, "Then call me if you remember anything." ”

Yan Huan nodded in response, "Yes." ”

Back at the family home, it was still early, thinking that the pastry shop had been open on the eighth day of the new year, and there were only three girls in the store, Zhou Xiu, Wang Siqiao and Guo Xiaoling, Yan Huan was not very relieved.

Passing by the communication room, Yan Huan asked Yu Fan to go upstairs with Hua'er first, she wanted to call Hua Raider and ask the other party to help her store to watch it.

The call was answered by Hua Yelong, who greeted him politely, and Yan Huan explained the situation to him.

Hua Yelong felt that Yan Huan was doing this too much, where did his stupid sister need the other party to call her, that girl had already gone to see the store on the opening day, smiled, and asked, "Xiao Huan, when do you plan to go back to the provincial capital, school will start in a few days?" ”

Yan Huan curled the corners of his mouth, "I'll go back when school starts, Brother Ye, I'm sorry for you, I'll share the money with you at the end of March." ”

Hua Yelong hooked her lips, and this little girl didn't know how much money she could share with him, "Okay." ”

Hung up the phone, Yan Huan walked slowly to the family building with his hands in his pockets, and when he arrived at the door of the house, he saw that there was a thin slit in the door, hooked his lips and smiled, this man is really not ordinary careful, just about to reach out and push the door, Hu Xia called her.

"Sister-in-law, how are you preparing for that show?"

Yan Huan turned around, glanced at Hu Xia and bent her eyes lightly, "Sister Hu, I'm ready, I'll play the piano then." ”

Hu Xia didn't know what a piano was, so she asked more, "Piano?" What's that? ”

Yan Huan patiently explained to Hu Xia, "It is a musical instrument for the soundtrack of the art troupe." ”

Hu Xia was not impressed, so she asked Yan Huan a few more words, and Yan Huan said with a smile, "Sister Hu, I won't be able to tell you clearly for a while, but you will know when you see it." ”

Hu Xia nodded, and said the purpose of coming to find Yan Huan, "Little sister-in-law, the comrades over there in the Propaganda Department want the name of your program, let me come and ask." ”

"Sister Hu, the song I play is called Canon."

"What deaf?" Hu Xia didn't understand.

Yan Huan corrected Hu Xia's pronunciation and said the correct pronunciation again, Hu Xia still didn't understand, she secretly supported her forehead, went into the house and took a pen and notebook, and wrote her name to Hu Xia.

Hu Xia held the paper that Yan Huan tore off from the notebook in her hand, glanced at the name, and said to Yan Huan with a smile, "That's okay, sister-in-law, I still have something to do, let's go first." ”

"Huh." After Yan Huan responded, the door was closed.

Hu Xia walked a few steps and looked back at the closed door, then looked at the name of the program that Yan Huan wrote for her, frowned and muttered: Why does this name read so awkwardly.

Inside the house, Yan Huan looked at the two pots of flowers on the table, red and gorgeous, and they were festive when they looked at it.

Put the Chinese orchid in the middle of the dining table, carry the camellia into the bedroom, and put it at the head of the bed, the more you look at it, the more satisfied you are.

Yu Fan didn't like it when he saw it, "Xiao Huan, don't put this flower in the bedroom." ”

Yan Huan raised his eyes and looked at Yu Fan, not knowing why, "Why?" How pretty. ”

"This flower smells so strong, if you put it next to me, I will lose sleep at night." Yu Fan said and brought the flowers to the dining table in the living room.

Yan Huan: "......"

Where is it heavy, so fragrant!

The days passed quietly in sweetness, and it was the fifteenth day of the first month in the blink of an eye.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the big truck of the General Political Art Troupe pulled a cart of performing literary and artistic soldiers to the training ground of the unit.

As soon as the stage was set up, the training ground was filled with officers and soldiers, and there were thousands of people, and the scene was quite spectacular.

After the show started, Yan Huan followed Yu Fan, and she sat with Yu Fan in front of her with the best view.

As soon as he sat down, he was seen by the female literary soldiers who were preparing to take the stage next in the background.

"Look, there's a pretty girl sitting next to that famous little general."

When the sound fell, seven or eight beautiful female literary soldiers came over to take a look, "It's true, she looks better than Wang Yaqin, the pillar of the stage, it can't be his daughter-in-law, right?" ”

"No, I didn't hear he was married."

"Mom, you see, the little general took the initiative to shake the girl's hand, and the girl must be his daughter-in-law."

A group of people gossiped, and after being inspected by the head of the art troupe, they scolded bloody, "What are you all doing together?" I don't know if it's you guys next? Look at you people, you're about to perform, and you're still so careless, why is your ideological consciousness so low? ……”

In the audience, Yan Huan quickly withdrew the little hand held by Yu Fan, her thinking was traditional, and after staying in this era for a long time, she was more conservative, "In public, I'm shy." ”

Yu Fanfu grabbed Yan Huan's hand again, held it in his palm, and smiled lightly, "I'm the biggest here, no one dares to look at it." ”

Yan Huan pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes, did not shrink his hand, raised his eyes and watched the show on the stage intently.

The host of this year, who hosts the show without any sense of humor, reads the opening remarks of each program like a primary school student's recitation, and listens to the words with goosebumps.

After a large-scale song and dance performance, it was the turn of the small chorus led by Hu Xia and Liu Lanmei in the family courtyard.

sang the ode to coral, which was basically not in tune, and the literary and artistic soldiers of the backstage art troupe covered their mouths and smiled.

"I really don't know what our leaders think, the party at the end of each year and the Lantern Festival let the families of the soldiers in the family home keep up with it, you see, how many people will listen to this group of village women shouting here, wait a minute, I don't know if there will be another one more ugly than this."

A handsome female literary soldier picked up the words, "The next program in the family courtyard is not singing, I just watched it on the program list held by Brother Yang, who hosted it, and the other program is playing the piano, I haven't heard the name of the song, what is it called Canon." ”

"Playing the piano? I look at the cotton about the same. ”

“……”

In everyone's disdainful contempt, it was Yan Huan's turn to play.

With so many people, Yu Fan was afraid of her stage fright, so he comforted her in a low voice, "Xiao Huan, don't be afraid." ”

Yan said with a smile, "I'm not afraid. ”

After speaking, he stood up and walked on the stage generously.

The literary and artistic soldiers who had left the scene before saw that it was Yan Huan.

"I didn't expect to play Canon was the girl next to the little general."

Wang Yaqin, the pillar of the song stage, didn't know when she appeared behind a few people, and sneered coldly, "I think she can pop a fart." ”

She saw the girl next to the little general early in the morning, and she didn't look very good, and when she got off the stage, she heard someone say that the other party looked better than her, which made people uncomfortable.

"Yes, I heard that the name of the bomber is Canon, and I think the other party definitely can't play, so I take a foreign name to fool people." There were a few literary and artistic soldiers who were close to Wang Yaqin who echoed her.

In the discussion of the female literary soldiers in the background, the sound of the piano sounded slowly.