readx;? Tonight, Duanmuqi hoped that there would be some situations in the East Wing like last night, but he couldn't do so. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The daffodil essence did not speak, and Duanmu Qi couldn't help but use the "premeditation method" to snoop in the silent situation, and found that Lin Yao had already fallen asleep.

Come to think of it, Yao'er worked so hard to learn to play the flute during the day, and that momentum was used up, and when she returned to the room, she naturally fell asleep when she lay down. Duanmuqi understood in his heart, and he had long understood that this would be the case, but he was quite helpless. A few days ago, Duanmuqi realized this situation, and taught Lin Yao the "Cloud Dream Technique" more and more casually day by day, but Lin Yao was very serious and worked tirelessly, and the result was that the teaching was completed in only four days.

For Lin Yao's hard work in practicing witchcraft, how can Duanmu Qi be picky?

Besides, since Duanmuqi taught Lin Yao's witchcraft, seeing that he has always worked hard, how can he doubt it?

Today, Lin Yao learned the flute, and he was so hard-working, serious to the point that Duanmuqi had a headache. The flute is Duanmuqi's interest in the aftermath of his career, since Lin Yao wants to learn, he is naturally willing to teach him, but Lin Yao is too energetic to learn, which makes Duanmuqi feel that something is wrong.

What is wrong, Duanmuqi can't say anything even in the middle of the night when it's so conducive to thinking and considering. Besides, teaching Lin Yao Dizi, Duanmuqi didn't have this idea originally, it was just an accident.

In the night, Duanmuqi was in such a state, and as for tomorrow's plans, he was a little at a loss.

The next day, even if Duanmuqi was careless about the flute, how could it affect Lin Yao's enthusiasm. As soon as he finished breakfast, Lin Yao stuck to his aunt and yelled to continue learning the flute.

Duanmuqi smiled bitterly, with the grievance of "aunt deceiving people" in her heart, since she was a teacher, it was too important to keep her promises, so she had to follow Lin Yao to the shore of Green Language Lake.

"Auntie, are you still practicing 'qi' gong today?"

"No, I can teach you the 'fingering' gong, the 'fingering' gong is combined with the 'qi' gong, and then you can feel the subtle agility of the 'lips and tongue'. ”

Although he is a little dazed, the flute is after all Duanmuqi's hobby to entertain himself in his spare time, and it is also a skill that can be elegant. So on such an occasion, Duanmuqi is not lacking in assertiveness, and how to teach it at this progress is quite decisive and easy to invest.

In fact, whether it is teaching Lin Yao's witchcraft, witchcraft, or teaching Lin Yao's flute, Duanmuqi enjoys the sense of accomplishment of being a teacher, the process is very exciting, and even often shocked, as for the little grievance, it is insignificant at all, after all, it is an unforgettable happiness.

Teaching Lin Yao to "point" today, of course, is not as monotonous as yesterday.

Because the "finger" skill is not just practicing a timbre, Duanmuqi is not only the guide of "fingering", but also explaining to Lin Yaojian or "Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu", which can be regarded as a real way to open the door to music for him.

In this way, the aunt and nephew were immersed in music, and five or six days passed unconsciously......

In the blink of an eye, it is already the Chinese New Year's Eve. The village is hung with red lanterns, red couplets, and bright red window flowers, and the red Chinese New Year's Eve is approaching.

The sun is setting in the west, and in such an atmosphere, it seems to be smiling, making people feel more and more red and extraordinarily jubilant.

"Spit bitterness, bitterness, bitterness ......"

However, on the shore of the Green Language Lake, there is such a strange tune, which is incompatible with the atmosphere of the festival.

It was Lin Yao who was practicing the "tongue" skill, and he had already "fingered" the tip of the finger, and his lips were "spitting bitterness" against the flute hole for a long time.

At this time when Lin Yao was "spitting out bitterness", Duanmuqi, who was standing quietly beside him, only smiled bitterly and was speechless, because his words couldn't stop him from working so hard, so he was happy as he "vomited".

The flexibility of Lin Yao's "tongue" head has surpassed the relaxed feeling of "dragonfly water" in Duanmuqi's ears, and with the strength of the "finger" tip bounce, "neat" and "even", the sound of the blow is "clean" to the extreme, and the "fast and slow" is even more free.

The boring basic exercises, simple tunes, but they are played with wonderful melodies. So even in the face of Lin Yao's excessive persistence now, Duanmuqi really has nothing to say, and he even thinks in his heart that if he doesn't work so hard and hard, no matter how talented he is, I'm afraid he won't have such an effect!

"Young Master......"

Su Luo shouted.

didn't see Lin Yao respond, Su Luo had been on the shore of the Green Language Lake for half an hour, looking at the young master playing non-stop, a little anxious.

"Young Master. Su Luo's shouting increased.

"Young Master!" Su Luo's call increased again.

"Spit bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness, bitterness......"

"Young Master!

Su Luo let go of his throat and shouted.

Lin Yao finally stopped playing, turned around and glanced at Su Luo.

"What do you call me?"

"Young master, it's time to set off firecrackers. ”

"The firecrackers are in front of the gate, what are you doing when you run to the shore of the Green Lake? Don't you see that I am learning the flute by heart......

"Yes, it was Madame who asked me to come and ask the young master to come home for dinner......

"Before the sun went down, we had dinner?"

"Young Master, today is the New Year!" Su Luo said, and then saluted Duanmu Qi again: "Madame also asks Duanmu Si to take the young master home, the Chinese New Year's Eve Chinese New Year's Eve meal has been prepared, and we are waiting for the banquet to begin." ”

"Good. Duanmuqi responded, turned his head to look at Lin Yao and said with a smile, "Today, you can go back!"

"Okay!"

Lin Yao agreed, and put the flute in his hand on his waist, which is really inseparable these days. Duanmuqi took Lin Yao's little hand, and Su Luo naturally walked behind, stepping on the figure illuminated by the slanting sun, and headed towards the house.

In front of the gate of Lin Yin Village, Lin Yi and two family members were preparing a fire. Lin Yao, who was walking back, saw the bundle of bamboo poles, broke free from his aunt's palm and ran over, pulled out two of them and put them on the fire, and waited for the explosion with excitement on his face.

Next to the fire, Lin Yi saw this situation, and casually grabbed his son and stood farther away.

“...... Boom!"

“...... Boom!boom!boom!boom!"

“...... Boom!

“...... Boom!"

The sound of firecrackers and sparks overflowed, Lin Yao couldn't help but cheer, and the rest of the people were also moved.

The two housekeepers continued to add bamboo poles to the fire. These bamboo poles were cut three months ago, and they were very dry during the Chinese New Year, and they were put on the fire to show such an effect, which was very burning.

“...... Boom!boom!"

“...... Boom!

“...... Boom!boom!boom!

"Qi'er, let's enter the house!" Lin Yi estimated that the hour was almost up, so he immediately greeted Duanmu Qi, and the son he was holding in his hand had not yet been released.

"Okay!" Duanmuqi replied heartily.

"Let's go. Lin Yi pulled up his son.

"Auntie, bamboo is really a magical thing!" Lin Yao said suddenly with small steps.

"How is it magical?" Duanmuqi asked casually.

"Bamboo can be used as a firecracker to bring a festive atmosphere to the festival, or it can be used to make a flute and play intoxicating music. Lin Yao immediately said his feelings, and added: "Bamboo can be used to make dustpans, dustpans, baskets, fish baskets, mats, baskets, that big liar Luo Mingfei even used bamboo to weave a bamboo horse puppet beast, I like to eat bamboo shoots." ”

"After the beginning of spring, there are bamboo shoots to eat soon. Duanmuqi smiled slightly.

"This kid has so many thoughts about setting off firecrackers. Lin Yi couldn't help but say.

"Hehe, when it comes to setting off firecrackers and playing the flute, I like to play the flute. Lin Yao said leisurely, enjoying himself.