0018 [Thinking and doing are often at odds]

Soon after returning to class, Niu Er quickly calmed down the aftermath of his inner restlessness.

After a day of classes, he continued to strengthen his confidence in regaining his academic superiority and his belief that he would win the college entrance examination next year.

After Niu Er used a woodcutter last time, Niu Dad introduced some relevant situations to Niu Er. Niu's father intended to avoid Niu Er from having too much psychological burden, but Niu Er had a better understanding of local law enforcement and law and order.

In Dongsheng Shenzhou, in a small, remote place where ethnic minorities are self-governing, such as Nisa Town, the top local governor is mostly a member of his own ethnic group who enjoys a high reputation in the local area. Therefore, the formulation and implementation of some local laws and regulations have a lot of local colors that follow the traditional folk customs.

Like Niu Er's today, even if one or two lives are lost, it is not an earth-shattering event.

One is to snatch a wife, and the other is to protect the fiancée.

It is all a normal behavior in the folk tradition, how can it be related to the law.

There are treasures in the world, and only those who have the ability can rely on them.

Even if the law is involved, the behavior of protecting his wife and protecting his fiancée, just like Niu's father said, as long as he doesn't kill someone, it doesn't matter.

Even if you kill two, it's not a big thing that you can't catch anything.

So Niu Er is not too worried about what will happen to him, it's a big deal that Niu Dad will cover for him.

His only worry was whether they would be eyeing Shui Luoisa.

If the fat man is not disabled, he can still walk, and some parts can still be used.

Although Niu Er was worried that Shui Luo Isa might be remembered by thieves, it did not affect his study and review course that day, and it did not affect it at all.

And on this day of Shui Luoyisha, almost all the courses were completely scrapped, and she returned them to the teacher in their entirety.

Her little brain was already filled with cows.

It is impossible to hold anything else.

So at the end of school in the afternoon, not long after Niu Er walked into the gate of Hongwei Middle School, Shui Luo Yisha rushed out of the teacher's office, ran all the way, and pounced on Niu Er.

Shui Luoisa originally wanted to throw herself into Niu Er's arms, but she thought about this scene all day.

Of course, she had more than just this one scene in mind.

Otherwise, how could it have taken her all day?

However, in the end, Shui Luoisa stopped when she was five or six steps away from Niu Er.

When I think about it, the passion is surging.

When doing it, chop the melons and chop the vegetables......

That's impossible.

Most likely, when you think about it, it's definitely passionate.

When I did it, I mostly took it from my heart and didn't dare to start.

What's more, Niu Er at this time twisted his head to the side again.

When Niu Er carried her all the way, those charming, those tacit understandings, seemed to be gone at this time.

Shui Luoisa can only and can only try to restore herself to her usual appearance.

However, she soon discovers that Niu Er can do it, but she can't.

Seeing that Shui Luo Isa had come to his side, Niu Er turned around and walked away.

Shui Luoisa followed Niu Er like a small air bag.

Niu Er originally wanted to go to the vegetable market and wait for his mother. I want to tell Mother Niu in advance that he can catch the morning market in the future, and he can carry the burden.

But thinking about the way the cow mother walked on the left and right on that day, it's just that.

The two of them didn't talk much all the way, as if they were deliberately avoiding something.

When he arrived at the bitter bamboo forest and Niu Er was cutting bamboo, Shui Luo Yisha knew that Niu Er originally wanted to make a flute.

The Nissa had two of the most common and magical musical instruments.

One of them is the big three strings, and the other is the flute.

These two are almost the standard for Nissian's men.

And, of course, the waist knife that is often worn cross-body.

If you want to pick up girls, you don't need to carry a waist knife most of the time.

If at least one of those two instruments is in hand, it will definitely make up for some other shortcomings such as height and appearance.

Every day when there is a bonfire, it is a day when young men and women from near and far villages gather.

At this time, the big three strings and tambourine are the rhythm guitar, the universal rhythm of the bass, and the drum kit.

If the big three strings that are sprinkled to beautiful women are all compared to public lovers, then the flute is exclusive to lovers.

The flute is flirtatious and can also speak love words, and it is the vanguard of a man's tentative attack on a strange and desirable woman.

Of course, if a man not only has the talent of the big three strings and flute, but also sings very well in mountain singing, and wrestles very well, and the appearance of the person is not so disturbing that it makes people look at it, then the success rate of chasing love and pleasure will undoubtedly be greatly improved.

As for the traditional festivals of the Nissian people, such as the Flower Face Festival or the Torch Festival, teenagers with these talents will undoubtedly be more sought-after

Because that's the 214, 520 of the Hereafter. It's July 7 or Christmas Eve. Countless innocent young men and women will open a new page in their lives on that day and night.

So when Shui Luoisha knew that Niu Er was going to make a flute, an inexplicable feeling suddenly surged up in her heart.

Niu Er is too good in all aspects, and Leopard Slope and even the entire Yunzhou may not be able to keep him.

What can I do with him or with him?

"Can you make two for me?"

"Good...... Why do you want to make two?"

"I'll tell you when I'm done. The bitter bamboo is not good-looking, I want Xiangfei bamboo. ”

"Xiangfei bamboo, do we have Xiangfei bamboo here?"

Niu Er, who was swinging a knife to chop bamboo, put down the knife and turned around, looking at Shui Luoisa fixedly.

Shui Luoisha didn't answer for a long time, and looked at Niu Er steadily.

"If I had a cell phone, I'd take a picture of you right now. It must be the most handsome of all your photos, or the kind of handsomeness that you can't find...... Tell me, what were you thinking?"

Seeing Niu Er's expression was very different from usual, Shui Luo Yisha couldn't help but ask immediately.

Niu Er looked away, straightened up, and looked into the misty distance.

"I'm thinking about the flute, the flute made of Xiangfei bamboo, and the music. I am thinking about the whimpering and distant flute sound played by the bamboo flute of Xiangfei, thinking a lot, thinking about a lot of extremely beautiful music......"

It's like after Shui Loisa saw Niu Er after school. In her thoughts all day long, she has made herself passionate and embarrassed. However, when she came to Niu Er's side, she ghostly restrained herself, trying to restore her calm.

The situation is broadly similar.

The fury of the morning when he wielded a big woodcutter and slashed people, and the confusion and instinctive restlessness in his heart when Shui Luoisa lay on his back, also replayed in his mind intermittently throughout the day.

It's just that he's been trying to control himself.

When he came to this bitter bamboo forest and thought of the music he had not seen for a long time, he finally gradually found the inner peace that he had not experienced for a long time, and the beautiful inner experience that the tranquility with background music gave him.

Bamboo, bamboo flute.

It was Xiangfei bamboo, and it was the flute made of Xiangfei bamboo that pulled his long-lost music world back in front of him, and let him re-immerse himself in the wonderful world made of countless notes.

In fact, Niu Er not only wants to make a few flutes, he also wants to make two guitars.

It doesn't have to be done well, and it doesn't need to be able to play a good sound. As long as you can tune the pitch well, you can play, and you can play the exact pitch.

From the beginning of high school, music classes have completely disappeared from the curriculum.

Not only does he not have a single instrument in his hand now, but it is very difficult for him to listen to two songs.

There are still more than half a year before graduating from high school. He was worried that after such a long period of waste, the feeling of his previous life would be rusty, and the accumulation of music in his previous life would gradually disappear.

The cheapest guitar on the market costs more than 100 yuan. It's like a children's toy, and it's useless.

The expensive ones can't afford them, and the cheap ones don't make much use.

He thought about it, and it was better to do it himself.

"Why do you have to be the flute of Xiangfei bamboo? In fact, the flute made of bitter bamboo, although the appearance is not beautiful at all, it can speak, can dance, and is good at tuning...... It is the most suitable for our usual gatherings and playing. You saw those flutes before, and they basically played flutes made of bitter bamboo. ”

"I want you to make Xiangfeizhu's flute, and I don't play it myself...... Have you ever seen that Nissian girl play the flute?"