Yao Mengmeng's face flushed, and she said a little embarrassedly: "My sister is laughing at me again." To tell the truth, Sister Xiaocui, you know the rhythm so well, but you are still modest and don't know anything, you must look down on your sister. ”

Qiao Xuan said with a wry smile: "Where do I know what kind of music and rhythm, it's just that I have been an orphan since I was a child, and I am used to being free and loose, and what I am most unaccustomed to is those religious rituals." If you are bound by those rules and regulations, it is better to die? Unlike your sister, you have received a good education since you were a child and have a deep cultivation, which Xiao Cui can't compare. These are your sister's strengths and your weaknesses. Those rules and regulations will help you a lot at first, but when you reach a bottleneck, these rules and regulations will become shackles that bind you. So after listening to Xiaocui's preaching, my sister suddenly realized that my sister can only break through the shackles of these rules and regulations. ”

Although Qiao Xuan's words were extremely simple, they seemed to contain a deep philosophy, and Yao Mengmeng had a feeling of epiphany in his heart. It's not just the lyrics and songs that she has encountered, but her cultivation seems to have reached a bottleneck, but she can't break through. Is it the same as the problem of playing the piano, it is because he pays too much attention to imitating others and does not pay attention to his own innovation, Yao Mengmeng seems to have some understanding in his heart, and feels that Xiaocui is igniting her meaning.

Qiao Xuan saw that Yao Mengmeng seemed to have realized something, and felt a little proud in his heart, look, smart people are smart, they can draw inferences, and it is not in vain that Uncle has made so many bends to guide you.

Qiao Xuan thought for a while and continued: "I used to be a child of a mortal family, most of them were mountain villagers, usually free and loose, and the people in my hometown also like to sing, but these songs are all inspired by everyone's feelings, and they can sing whatever comes to mind." Those little songs, which are completely different from those here, are simply noted. The lyrics are straightforward, and you won't understand if you say it. Take, for example, a song whose lyrics go something like this:

I planted a seed, and finally it bears fruit, and today is a great day, pluck the stars and give them to you. Pull down the moon and give it to you, and let the sun rise for you every day. Become a candle and burn yourself just to illuminate you, give everything I have to you as long as you rejoice, you make me make every tomorrow meaningful, life is short, love you forever. No, no, no, no, I can't love you enough. The little red face warms my heart and lights the fire of my life. Huohuo, you are my little apple, like the most beautiful cloud in the sky. Spring has come to the hillside full of flowers, and if you plant hope, you will reap it~~~ Never think you hate it, you like everything.

With you, every day is fresh, and with you the sun is brighter. With you, the night is not dark, you are the white cloud, I am the blue sky. Walk with you among the blooming flowers in spring, and watch the stars and wink with you in summer nights. Autumn dusk with you wandering in the golden wheat field, winter snowflakes with you. What's more!

You're my little apple, I can't love you enough. The little red face warms my heart and lights the fire of my life. Fire fire fire. You are my little apple, just like the most beautiful cloud in the sky, spring has come to the hillside full of flowers, and if you plant hope, you will reap ~~~

You're my little apple. I can't love you enough. The little red face warms my heart and lights the fire of my life. Fire fire fire. You are my little apple, like the most beautiful cloud in the sky. Spring is here again and the hillsides are full of flowers—how's that, can you stand it?"

Qiao Xuan half-said and half-sang the lyrics, sang to the climax, and twisted this slender body, dancing in the house, that dancing, it was really ecstatic, with feeling, and it was home.

Yao Mengmeng was so shocked that she almost fainted, her face was red and white, if she hadn't cultivated to a high level, I am afraid that she would have been vomited blood by Lei and died.

When Qiao Xuan finished tossing this thunderous little apple, Yao Mengmeng blushed and whispered: "Where are these words, you are bold, how can you sing it." ”

This can't be spoken, so if you see those girls in Yihong Courtyard wearing underwear and trousers scratching their heads in front of the guests, I don't know what kind of shame they will be, looking at Yao Mengmeng's blushing face, Qiao Xuan's heart is filled with an evil thought, if you let this Yao Mengmeng put on underwear and trousers and scratch in front of him, I don't know what kind of scene it will be. Just thinking about it makes me bleed.

Yao Meng dreamed of his demented appearance, and hurriedly said, "Sister Xiaocui, what's wrong with you?"

"Lingerie obscenities, ah, carrots, I want to eat carrots. Qiao Xuan suddenly felt a rare redness on his little face, and hurriedly waved his hand and said nonsense.

"Poof-" Yao Mengmeng lightly covered her cherry lips and laughed: "You little sister, you are smart for a while, confused for a while, and you don't know which sentence is true and which is false." My sister is really interested in you more and more. ”

Yao Mengmeng's laughter is pleasant, this happy appearance is really rare in the world, but I didn't expect to smile so happily in front of Qiao Xuan, it seems that the charm of the uncle is unstoppable.

"Actually, Xiaocui is all gibberish, my sister's joke is good?" Qiao Xuan said with a haha.

"Hey, you, you're really like a child, what you said makes a lot of sense, and my sister has remembered it. Yao Mengmeng tapped Qiao Xuan's very immature little face with his finger and said with a smile.

Qiao Xuan laughed embarrassedly twice, and the two of them stopped talking, and Yao Mengmeng looked at Xiao Cui carefully, with a little smile in his eyes.

Even if Qiao Xuan even entered the city wall, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, after all, he had a ghost in his heart, and he was afraid that Yao Mengmeng would see any flaws.

"What are you doing?" But at this moment, a head suddenly poked out of the room, and asked in a crisp and curious voice, "Sister, aunt, what are you doing?"

Qiao Xuan, who was embarrassed, was like hearing Xianle, this little Xiang'er is really the uncle's lucky star? At this time, Xiang'er seemed to have finished bathing, and I didn't know where she came out, only seeing that she was wearing a nightdress embroidered with red flowers, and her wet hair on her head was tied into a ponytail. A pair of big eyes flickering on the red fluttering little face are extremely cute.

"Xiang'er, you little girl, after taking a bath, I'm listening to your sister's story? Qiao Xuan's eyes narrowed into a line with a smile, and he stretched out his hand to Xiang'er and said.

It's good to tell a story, and Xiang'er should listen to it too. Xiang'er's pink and tender little face smiled, and suddenly rushed into Qiao Xuan's arms, hanging on Qiao Xuan's body and shouting. (To be continued......)