Section 73 moves out

Throughout the day, the painting building served as a vocal music teacher in the official residence, teaching Murong Banzen, Bai Yunling and Lu Weier to play the piano. Bayi Chinese Network.

Bai Yunling and Lu Wei'er have mediocre qualifications, while Murong Bancen is amazingly talented.

In the afternoon, Hualou only felt that his fingers were swollen and painful, so he asked Murong Bancen to practice by herself, and she sat aside and gave a little guidance. The shadow of the sun moved westward, revealing the light-colored curtains, reflecting his side face in a faint glow, his long oblique eyes were bright, his lips were moist, and his eyebrows provoked a faint joy, which was even more amazing than a girl.

The painting floor couldn't help but be stunned.

Her younger brother is naturally charming with long slanted eyes. He was too shy, so he restrained a lot. If he is confident, he thinks of an apt word to describe him: charming!

Compared with Li Fangjing's beauty, Murong Bancen's posture is more charming.

She looked at it and sighed in her heart: born of compatriots, except for the overall contour of the face, they don't have much similarity.

The boy looks like this, how can she be embarrassed by this daughter's body?

Murong Bancen turned around, and saw her scorching eyes looking at him, he was shocked, and muttered, "Sister, did I play it wrong?" ”

Hualou came back to his senses and said with a smile: "There is no mistake, you played very well......"

This is true, he was still unfamiliar with the keys in the morning, and after a morning of practice, he can now play small and simple tunes. The painting building also did not teach him famous songs such as Schumann and Mozart, and specially picked up some minor tunes, and it became very easy to get started.

"Sister, listen to this ......" He bit his lip slightly, the roots of his ears were red, and his slender transparent fingers jumped lightly on the keys, a string of pleasant piano sounds.

Tulou was pleasantly surprised, she hadn't taught him this tune. Although it is jerky, it is barely in tune. If you can have such attainments on the first day of learning piano, this child is either a genius through the ages. Or be born again like her......

"When I was a child, my sister taught me to play the pipa, and the first song was this song...... I always remember the rhythm ......" Murong Bancen murmured, his voice couldn't help but reveal affection, and there was a slight temptation.

Childhood?

How young was that?

Hualou said vaguely: "It's rare for you to remember, and you can turn it into piano music." Banzen, you're so smart! ”

Murong Bancen lowered his head, he was not used to such direct praise from Hualou, his cheeks were glowing, and he was even more ashamed than a girl.

"I remember it......" he added, "and it was picturesque over the mountains." Short-coated. Xiao Xiao is not in the autumn. Don't look back, ...... under the sun"

Nalan's word!

The painting floor remembered the second half of the que, and immediately took it, "I remember it too...... Don't be sluggish. Baidu search Bayi Chinese . Watch the latest chapters // Just wait for your return. But he hugged his bun in front of the lamp, and he couldn't say anything, and he couldn......'t talk about it."

She remembers! Murong Bancen's eyes were slightly moist, and she saw her sister in her childhood memories from her dark eyes, her heart was warm and soft, and the sorrow of living in a foreign country was reduced by a point. His slender eyelashes flickered slightly, and he regarded the painting building as his only reliance. The wandering mind gradually anchored in her harbor.

His emotions were obviously cathartic, and the painting floor could read his trust and dependence, and smiled sweetly.

But I felt a little stuffy in my heart.

A thirteen-year-old boy should be the most unsorrowful age, but he is burdened with heavy sorrows, like a tree raised in the north since childhood, and accidentally moved to the south, and he is at a loss when he is not accustomed to the water and soil. The sister who took refuge couldn't find the shadow of his childhood, so he was even more confused.

Bai Yunling and Bai Yunzhan are like fish in water in Yuzhou. It makes Murong Bancen's loneliness even more beautiful......

The painting building is very distressed.

But at this moment, the two became intimate as tacitly, and Hualou gently held his hand.

His fingers were cold, delicate and white, more beautiful than a girl's fingers, and he looked like a dancing butterfly when he played the piano......

Murong Bancen shook her hand back. The voice was slightly choked: "Sister......"

The painting building was most afraid of such a sensational scene, so he immediately raised his lips and smiled, and asked him to play the song just now a few more times until he was proficient......

Bai Yun Guiyi was at home all day, and was disturbed by the noise of practicing the piano downstairs.

In the afternoon, Bai Yunling and Lu Weier went out shopping, only Murong Bancen practiced, and the noise was better......

Then I heard this mournful tune.

He was most annoyed by this decadent vocal music.

"War is inherently cruel. was rendered by literati and inkmen, and it was even more sad. Bai Yungui's deep voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Isn't there an inspirational tune?" ”

Murong Bancen's piano sound stopped abruptly, and he glanced down at the painting building with a slight uneasiness, his eyes lowered. Some are overwhelmed.

The painting floor saw Bai Yungui sitting at the dining table, his posture was casual, but his eyebrows were slightly locked, it was estimated that he endured it for a day today, and he was quite reluctant not to go, and told Bancen to go to rest first, and then take the time to practice tomorrow.

Bancen hurriedly got up, called out to the Overseer, and ran upstairs, like a frightened bird.

The maid brought them afternoon tea.

The painter graciously handed him the coffee, then pushed the freshly baked white hazelnut cake in front of him, and smiled, "The Overseer tastes this ......"

Bai Yungui took it easily.

The aroma of coffee and the sweetness of cake fill the room.

The painting building didn't speak, and the appearance of eating was very quiet.

Bai Yungui glanced at her, and finally asked frankly: "How long will this practice last?" "The most obvious meaning is that it is noisy.

This person, first disgusted that her erhu was so ugly that she didn't allow her to play it before she carried the piano back, and it was expected that she wouldn't be able to play; Now I think the piano is noisy.

Some things will be compromised, but a person always wants everyone to follow his pace, which is too domineering. The family is not his military camp, and his family is not his subordinates, so he can't live a lifetime by accommodation, right? The painting floor tried to communicate with him.

"The Overseers are afraid of noise?" She said softly, but there was no guilt in her eyebrows, and she asked knowingly.

A casual and comfortable life is the final bottom line of the painting building.

If he insists on refusing to give in, the painting building should also cheer up and think about the road after the bottom line is violated.

She can compromise with exploitation and even death, but she can't compromise with comfort. Ever since she can remember, her body and mind have always been highly tired and tense, and comfort and comfort were her biggest dreams in her previous life.

In the current troubled times, her dream seems to be a nest, but it can't change her. As long as she doesn't touch the shell of comfort, she can hide herself and ignore all other injustices.

"I don't hear the noise the most." Bai Yungui wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, a little unhappy with her disapproving attitude, and his voice was a little colder, "Otherwise, I wouldn't have built an official residence on this mountainside......

The ripples in her deep eyes swayed, she held the coffee cup, slowly brought it to her lips, and drank half a mouth before saying: "Bancen first came to Yuzhou, he was very lonely, I was thinking about finding a vocal teacher for him, so that he could be busy with a little thing, and he would forget the sorrow of leaving home......"

Instead of answering him, he threw him another question.

Bai Yungui frowned and groaned.

"If I move out, people will speculate about the discord in the Overseers' house and make a joke about them. But if the Overseer goes to the small mansion, and the aunt's red sleeves add fragrance, which solves the problem of the Overseer's fear of quarrel, and I don't have to accompany Bancen to move out, how can I have the best of both worlds? Bai Yungui didn't speak for a long time, and Hualou had to speak, and he didn't forget to smile softly at him, and his eyes were shining.

Bai Yungui's eyes were like blades shining in an instant, and a cold light split his face. He said incredulously, "Madame wants me to move out?" ”

If the gaze of the painting building lingers, it meets his sharpness, but it is only sparkling, without traces, but it is more and more charming. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "The Overseers are noisy!" ”

There are actually some grievances.

And he said, "Bancen is a guest house, and the Overseers can't let him move out, right?" He's just gotten his interest in the piano, and does the Overseer want me to tell him he's not allowed to play again? So what does my mother's family think of Overseers? I thought the Overseer was a domineering and unreasonable ...... The environment of the aunt's small mansion is quiet, although it is not as good as the official residence, but it will not be noisy. And as the winter nights get longer, the Overseers are always resting in the guest rooms, and there is not even a warm quilt, and I am not at ease......"

With this quibble, Bai Yungui's face became darker and darker.

But let him quarrel with a woman, he can't pull this rack.

And the little woman asked kindly, "The Overseers aren't such unreasonable people, are they?" ”

Bai Yungui laughed angrily, it was all his fault!

Look at her like a narrow in her eyes, her eyes roll around, and she doesn't shy away from shuttling on his face, making his heart slightly quiet.

She didn't mention whether she had affected his normal life, but emphasized that her decision could not be changed, and she also pressed the big hat of "domineering and unreasonable" on his head. If he had followed her advice, what would have become of him? Forced by a woman to abandon his armor and give up his position?

If he doesn't listen, she will definitely cry and be wronged, saying that he is using his official authority to bully the weak at home......

No matter how you calculate it, it's all his loss!

Bai Yungui looked at her quietly, only to see a flash of cunning in her eyes.

Why did he think it was a quiet woman with a white rabbit, but a little fox with a white rabbit's fur?

"It's because I didn't think it through......" Bai Yungui's eyes were deep, there was a faint smile in his quiet eyes, and his voice suddenly calmed down.

Shicai's gloomy face turned abruptly clear.

The painting floor only felt a slight chill on his back.

If she is a little fox, Bai Yungui is an old hunter.

"The East Flower Hall was put in a fish tank by Mrs., and it is inconvenient to use it to entertain guests. In the future, the West Flower Hall will be used for banquets...... At the banquet, piano music is naturally indispensable. I turned around and told the housekeeper to move the piano to the West Flower Hall, Bancen practiced there, and my study was quieter...... It's just that if I'm in the official residence, I can't practice ...... morning," Bai Yungui put down his coffee cup and smoked his cigar.

Although the painting building was laughing, there was a string in his heart. She always felt that Bai Yungui was not the one who gave in so easily.

He is a politician and naturally bargains.

The reason why the painting building first put the conditions so harshly was to give him room for bargaining.

He accepted them all unexpectedly!

Lighting the cigar, his eyes locked on the painting building, and his voice was unusually warm, as if sighing: "The winter nights are indeed getting longer and longer...... There is one thing that I feel guilty about: Madame's room is spacious, but it is a guest room......"

The hand that held the coffee cup couldn't help but tighten.

I heard the slightly seductive voice become softer and softer: "...... Opposite my study is the master bedroom! Madame, move in tonight! (To be continued.) )

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