"I've heard it. ”

The girl didn't know what to say again.

"May I come in and sit for a while?"

The girl hurriedly said, "Childe, please." ”

Shi Ji walked into the deserted hall, and the girl groped her way downstairs.

Shi Ji looked around and asked casually, "No guests?"

The girl said gloomily: "After the sisters left, few guests came. ”

Shi Ji sighed softly and asked, "Who taught you Qin?"

"My mother. ”

"Your mother is a luthier?"

The girl's eyes lit up, and she nodded again and again, and at this moment, the girl's not outstanding face also brightened.

Piano master is not a title that everyone can have, this is an honorific title for the master of the piano, even if the violinist of this era is no longer honored in ancient times, but he is still the head of the hundred music and is respected.

Shi Ji didn't ask who the girl's mother was and where she was, but asked a question that the girl didn't expect: "Your mother's piano is a family heirloom?"

Shi Ji used a piano path, not a piano technique, or a piano technique.

"You...... How do you know?!"

The girl was surprised, her expression became excited, her smile came from her heart, and her expression became vivid, now she is like a child, not a laughing woman in the music room.

Shi Ji said ambiguously: "I may have a relationship with your ancestors." ”

The girl doesn't understand.

Shi Ji said again: "Can I see your ancestral qin?"

The girl hesitated, after all, she is no longer a child who does not understand the world, she is in the mud, and she is a blind person, whether it is her mother or those sisters in her mouth, she has taught her a lot of truths about survival in the turbid world, even if she is not stained by the mud, she is not simple.

Shi Ji stood there waiting for the girl's reply, she was also waiting for the girl's choice, whether there was a fate or not, it was in a thought.

Not in her thoughts, but in the girls' thoughts.

The more difficult the choice, the more significant it often is.

So Ishiji waited quietly, watching the girl in a dilemma.

When the girl looked up, she looked embarrassed.

Shi Ji knew the answer, she smiled lightly, just said something, turned around and walked out.

The girl's heart was empty all of a sudden, and then sorrow came from it, and the long piano in the attic whimpered, and the girl fell to the ground in an instant, and shouted: "The son-in-law stays." ”

In fact, she had already heard that Shi Ji was a son-in-law.

Shi Ji stopped, turned around, and looked at the attic instead of the girl, she sighed softly: "The ancestral shade is not shallow." ”

Shi Ji lowered his head and asked again, "What do you think?"

"Yes, Hongyi is willing!" The girl was already in tears, but her mood was affected by Zuqin, who had a heart with her.

"Get up and lead the way. ”

Shi Ji didn't go to help the girl.

The girl got up, her red clothes stained with dirt, and walked upstairs along the same road.

Shi Ji followed behind her, step by step, walking very slowly.

The girl in front of her was no longer sad in her heart, and turned down-to-earth.

The girl walked up to the attic and said to Shi Ji sideways, "Please." ”

Shi Ji nodded, followed the girl into her room, and saw a guqin, which looked the same as Taichu, but it was three points shorter and three points narrower.

Shi Ji walked past the girl to the long qin, the strings of the long qin trembled slightly, but there was no sound, Shi Ji walked to the qin case and reached out to touch the qin, the long qin trembled again, Shi Ji raised the qin, and saw two lines of words: Under the door of the qinist, he has been obsessed with the qin all his life.

"Did you learn to play outside my door?"

The seven strings resonate, extremely excited.

Shi Ji slowly put down the piano, his fingers gently wiped the strings, and a past came to mind, she was in the human race in those years, the humble hut, a rattan chair, a goose, disciples outside the door or practicing swords, or learning the piano, all the immature faces, she forgot.

She didn't know that many people had not forgotten it, and they would stick to it all their lives until death.

How many such instruments are there in heaven and earth?

Shi Ji's heart was deeply touched and moved.

Under the pianist, he has been obsessed with the piano all his life.

This is by no means two sentences, but a lifetime.

Shi Ji sighed, turned around, and asked, "Would you like to learn the piano from me?"

The piano was about to sound, but Shi Ji held down the strings, and she wanted to listen to her heart.

"You can play the piano too?"

Shi Ji smiled lightly, "Yes." ”

The girl thought for a moment and said, "Then you have to stroke a song first." ”

Shi Ji smiled and said, "Okay." ”