Fang Xiaoyu quickly replied to the message: "Master, I have time!

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After Qin Jian and Fang Xiaoyu agreed to meet tomorrow morning, the car also drove through the intersection to the entrance of the community.

"Dad, I want to try our car. Qin Jian rubbed his hands and said.

"Son, if you want to practice driving, let your dad take you to Linchuan Avenue early tomorrow tomorrow, there are few cars. Fang Xuehua said with some concern.

Qin Gang also meant this: "The main day is too late." ”

Qin Jian thought about it for a while, "Okay." ”

After returning home, Qin Jian accompanied his parents to talk for a while, and then returned to the bedroom to start today's translation work.

An hour and a half later, Qin Jian stopped writing.

At this point, the content of the first volume of the entire document was completely over, and looking at the notebook that had written thirty-seven pages, he also felt a little emotion in his heart.

Today, the general development of the entire Russian piano has a clear outline in his mind.

The next content is to introduce the various factions and the representative piano figures of each period in detail.

"Looking forward to it. ”

Then, after another half an hour, Qin Jian wrote down his thoughts and understanding of the contents of this volume at the end of the volume.

It's kind of a small summary.

It's also a self-record.

In 1917, the October Revolution was a success, the Tsar abdicated, and the Tsarist system came to an end. In the new Soviet era, the social system and the political, economic and cultural systems have undergone unprecedented changes. With the development of industry and the progress of the times, the piano has changed from an aristocratic art for people to a popular people's art.

It was under this popularization that the development of the Russian piano reached an unprecedented height. ’

Close.

After leaving the desk and getting up and moving his body, Qin Jian washed up and rested.

Early the next morning, the father and son went downstairs before eight o'clock.

"Dad, I'll do it. ”

In front of the parking space, Qin Jian stretched out his hand like Qin Gang begging for the car keys, "Trust me." ”

Qin Gang handed the key to Qin Jian with some unease, "You kid can be careful." ”

In the car.

When Qin Gang was wearing his seat belt and chattering about the ignition steps in Qin Jian's ear, Qin Jian had already stepped on the clutch and hung up the gear.

At the moment when the car shook slightly, Qin Jian quickly turned the steering wheel to the left.

The car drove out of the parking space with ease.

A set of familiar actions made Qin Gang on the side can't help but think that Qin Jian has driven a car somewhere, and after getting a negative answer, he has to sigh in his heart that young people learn things quickly.

However, he was still cautious: "Take it easy, take it easy." ”

Qin Jian smiled, the steering wheel hit the left again, the car made a turn, and then went out of the community.

Qin Jian's speed was not fast, and he always maintained a speed of about 40 on the roads in the city, and after passing through three streets and two intersections, Qin Jian skillfully parked the car in front of a ramen restaurant called 'Yongchang Beef Noodles;.

Qin Gang used to often bring his sister and brother here for morning meals on weekends.

"I've been eating ramen here for a long time. ”

After getting out of the car, Qin Jian looked at the door number and sighed, "Dad, I'll treat you to eat today." ”

The father and son walked into the noodle shop together.

Meal.

The car started again.

"Linchuan Avenue?" Qin Jian asked.

"Alright, you send me to school, and then you go about your business. Seeing that his son's driving skills were fine, Qin Gang was relieved, but finally advised, "Remember to be careful." ”

"Don't worry. ”

The car quickly drove to a small gate in Yangcheng, "Dad, I won't go home for dinner at noon." ”

Qin Gang didn't seem to hear his son's words, and finally admonished: "You must pay attention to safety." ”

After that, he loosened his seat belt and got out of the car.

Qin Jian stepped on the accelerator again.

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On the other side, Fang Xiaoyu was hanging up the headphones at this time, picking up bean sprouts in his hand, and suddenly the phone rang in the headphones.

As soon as she looked at the electric man, she quickly wiped her hands, "Master!"

"Uh-huh, I'm in the store. ”

"Huh? Would you like to sit down for a while, master?"

"No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine, I can go out now. ”

"Uh-huh, okay, master, then you wait a minute. ”

Fang Xiaoyu picked up the phone here, and just got up and took off her apron, her father was wiping the sweat from his forehead and walked out of the back kitchen door.

Seeing that his daughter was in a hurry, Fang's father asked in a local dialect of Yangcheng, "What's the fish?"

Fang Xiaoyu also replied in dialect: "Teacher Qin has arrived at the door of the store, I have to leave my father." Then he trotted up to the second floor.

When Father Fang heard this, he shouted at the staircase: "Why don't you let the teacher come in and sit." As he spoke, he removed the sweat towel hanging from his neck, looked around, and quickly walked to a table that looked fairly clean and wiped it again.

A moment later.

With the sound of footsteps, Fang Xiaoyu ran down from downstairs with her small schoolbag on her back, "I'm leaving." ”

Father Fang stopped what he was doing, looked at his daughter's back and said loudly, "You slow down!"

There was a pause.

"Call the teacher to call for dinner at noon!"

Then, there was a distant sound outside the restaurant.

"Don't be busy, Dad, I won't go back to the store to eat at noon!"

Through the co-pilot's window, Qin Jian saw Fang Xiaoyu's figure, and then pulled down the window.

There was also a car parked on the street in front of the shop, and Fang Xiaoyu also saw Qin Jian sitting in the driver's seat of the black car.

Fang Xiaoyu approached and gently opened the car door, and said with some joy: "Master." ”

"Just working?" After Fang Xiaoyu got into the car, Qin Jian smelled the smell of bean sprouts.

Fang Xiaoyu smiled and acquiesced, "I usually study at this time, but today my mother went to my grandmother's house in the morning, and my father couldn't be busy alone." ”

When Qin Jian heard this, he asked, "Then is your father busy coming over alone?"

"My mom will be back in a moment, and she'll go and bring some boiled meat to my grandma. ”

"That's good, fasten your seatbelts. Qin Jian said and lit the fire again.

After the car drove away, the slightly narrow streets were quiet again.

Indeed, as Fang Xiaoyu said, as long as Qin Jian comes to this street, she can find her storefront.

【Fang Xiaoyu Specialty Sichuan Restaurant】

The fiery red house number is conspicuous enough on the small street.

Under the door number, Fang Xiaoyu's father was looking at the exhaust of the car in the distance, his eyes were slightly complicated.

There are some things he doesn't understand, and some things he doesn't seem to understand.

For people who have been struggling at the bottom of society, when good things rush to surround them, it will cause them a kind of psychological unease.

This uneasiness may stem from confusion about the state of affairs, or perhaps it may be due to something else.

But at least for now, a good thing is still a good thing.

Father Fang sighed, turned around and went back to the house to continue to get busy.

He needs to be busy.

He planned to keep busy in this small store until Fang Xiaoyu really didn't need him to be busy one day.

However.

He wasn't eagerly looking forward to that day.

As an ordinary father.

He only hopes that his daughter can have a safe journey.

He knows better than anyone else in this matter.

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"Master, where are we going now?"

"You'll find out in a moment. ”