Jiang Xingyi's eyelashes drooped, and he muttered in a low voice, "It's not back yet." ”

Jiang Yu looked at Jiang Chenglang and then at Jiang Xingyi, secretly wondering what the two big men were like this when they were awkward, and they didn't know what kind of grand occasion it would be if Jiang Jingnian and Jiang Zeyu both went home.

Jiang Xingyi and Jiang Yu went to the piano room together.

Whether it is the original Jiang family or the current one, there is a vacant piano room.

The piano in this room was also specially moved from the Jiang family's old house, and when I moved over, I was too careful to be careful, for fear of falling down.

Jiang Chenglang didn't even worry about other antiques and antiques of higher value, and he was worried about this piano.

And when Jiang Yu opened the door, Jiang Xingyi was also distracted when he saw the piano in the room.

He walked to the piano in a daze, his fingers gently touching the piano cover, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

He whispered, "Mom"

Jiang Yu knew.

Sure enough, as she thought, this is the relic of Jiang's mother.

Therefore, probably Jiang Xingyi also inherited her musical talent.

Jiang Yu had no way of knowing what kind of person Jiang's mother was, and her more accurate impression of her was actually staying in that sudden dream.

That gentle and kind woman, who can't see her face clearly, but has the gentle and tolerant atmosphere of her mother, makes people feel at ease, as if she has the best harbor, the warmest embrace, and the most reliable arm.

She is probably the same for Jiang Xingyi.

Jiang Xingyi sniffed lightly before carefully lifting the piano lid.

He tried to play a short piece of music, probably because the piano had not been used for a long time, and the timbre was slightly inaccurate.

After Jiang Xingyi tuned his tone, he turned to Jiang Yu and said, "Little sister, start now?" ”

He seemed to have adjusted his mood, Jiang Yu moved a chair and sat next to him, took a paper and pen and said, "Okay, let's start." ”

Hearing the sound of the piano coming from upstairs, Uncle Mo was so excited that his voice trembled a little, "The third young master is finally willing to come back!" ”

Jiang Chenglang shook his head, "Xingyi came today, just to borrow the piano for use, and he will leave later." ”

"It's a breakthrough today." Uncle Mo thought very well, "I took the first step, I will come often in the future, and then move back to live." ”

Jiang Chenglang smiled and didn't speak.

Uncle Mo longed, "The third young master is back, and the second young master and the fourth young master should not be far away."

Jiang Chenglang whispered, "Maybe." ”

After Jiang Yu listened to Jiang Xingyi play the tune, she already had some ideas in her mind, she picked up the pen and revised the score passages that she thought could be improved.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Xingyi played it again according to Jiang Yu's changed score, and sure enough, he found that it was a lot smoother!

But Jiang Yu was not very satisfied.

"Again."

After repeating this three or four times, Jiang Yu finally stretched his brows slightly, revealing a still very reluctant expression and said, "It should be okay now." ”

Jiang Xingyi: ???

Wait, is that a good job?

Wouldn't what he wrote before be called some kind of?

Jiang Xingyi felt as if he had been hit invisibly.

But he couldn't say it.

"One last time."

The high standard and strict requirements of the big guy Jiang Yu issued an order to get rid of the identity of salted fish, and Jiang Yu was still very strict in what she hoped to be able to do.

Of course, Jiang Xingyi complied.

After revising some more details, Jiang Yu asked his soul, "Third brother, what do you think?" ”

Jiang Xingyi: If he says that he thinks it's great, will he be despised by Xiaomei?

He said tentatively, "I think it's good?" ”

Always pay attention to Jiang Yu's expression, and as soon as he finds that something is wrong, he immediately changes his words.

After all, after the word "good" or "bad", "average", or "need to be changed", it can be said.

Jiang Xingyi felt that he was simply a language genius.

Jiang Yu: "It should be okay, let's finalize it." ”

Jiang Xingyi: "Okay! ”

He happily collected the score, and heard Jiang Yu say, "But this word"

Jiang Xingyi: "Change and change!" Change it now! Little sister, how do you think you want to change! ”

Jiang Yu: "I'm too lazy to change it, you change it." ”

Jiang Xingyi: Okay.

However, since the score has been changed, the melody has changed, and of course the words have to be changed, which is actually not objectionable.

The two men soon began to revise the score of the second piece.

The hands of the clock are slightly offset.

Jiang Chenglang came out of the study again, but found that these two people had not come out yet.

He secretly ran to ask Uncle Mo, "They haven't come out yet?" ”

"No, young master."

Jiang Chenglang thought for a while, "Is there any afternoon tea?" I'll send them over. ”

Uncle Mo said, "I'll let the kitchen prepare it immediately." ”

When Jiang Chenglang took the afternoon tea, he justifiably found a reason, knocked on the door of the room, and asked, "Can I come in?" ”

Jiang Yu didn't speak, and Jiang Xingyi's very low voice came, "If I say no, won't you come in?" ”

Jiang Chenglang: Of course not.

He waited at the door for a few seconds, but it was still Jiang Xingyi's voice, "Come in if you want to come in." ”

Jiang Chenglang: I don't know what's going on, but at that moment, I actually had the idea of wanting to commit domestic violence against my brother.

He pushed open the door and saw Jiang Xingyi and Jiang Yu sitting very close, and the two of them were studying something in front of a piece of paper.

Even when Jiang Chenglang walked up to the two of them, neither of them raised their heads, and they were still writing and drawing on paper.

Jiang Chenglang softened his voice, trying to attract Jiang Yu's attention, "Xiao Yu, I'm here for afternoon tea." ”

Jiang Yu moved his little nose, raised his head, glanced at the pastries on the tray, and his eyes lit up, "Is this a new flavor?" ”

Jiang Chenglang has never paid attention to whether there are any new flavors in his kitchen, he used to eat at home only a handful of times, and later after Jiang Yu came back, there were many more, although in order to take care of Jiang Yu, there was a supervision of the kitchen, but it is really impossible to remember such a detailed thing.

Jiang Chenglang didn't speak, but Jiang Yu didn't need his answer.

She threw down her pen and went to the food, "Third brother, you find your own tune first, and I'll rest for a while." ”

Jiang Xingyi: I was caught off guard when I was abandoned.

Jiang Chenglang: Hmph, let you grab my sister with me.

With food, it's a shot in two.

The two men looked at each other and turned their heads awkwardly.

Jiang Xingyi suddenly began to think, anyway, he walked in, or later

Can you just move in?

You can often see my little sister!