From the morning to the dusk of the afternoon, we stayed at Mei Qing's house, Mei Qing surprisingly didn't drive me away, of course, even if she wanted to drive me away, I had to make her agree to accept Yan Xun's two children."
Aunt Mei, Teacher Mei, Sister Mei," I sat next to Mei Qing and said flatteringly to her.Mei Qing didn't turn her eyes to look at me, I flattered and scolded both soft and hard, scolded for a while, then turned her head to Yan Jiaxin's side and said: "Why is your teacher and you not eating the same mold at the beginning" She tasted the cake very elegantly, and fed the cake to Yan Yin's mouth from time to time, and after a while, she replied to me: "You will have a way, but you haven't been able to satisfy the teacher.""
How can I satisfy her" "Continue to be a scoundrel" I was speechless.After chatting with them for a while, I ran to Mei Qing's side again, begging bitterly, "Aunt Mei, you just say, what do you have to do to accept these two children" Mei Qing raised her head, pointed to the floor on the ground and said, "The floor is a little dirty" As soon as she said this, I immediately ran into the toilet, got tools from it to clean up, and after a busy meal, continued to ask her: "Aunt Mei, is it okay" She didn't say anything, and continued: "Can you cook" "Ah" My mouth opened wide, and after half a sound, I nodded and said: "Yes, yes, Of course it will, definitely, Aunt Bao Mei is satisfied. ”I walked into the kitchen, put on my apron, and shouted, "Go dry" Outside, I vaguely heard the sound of their conversation, "Does Brother Lei Hao also cook?"
"I don't know" "Sister Principal, have you eaten" "No" I have prepared 12 points of spirit, and I am ready to make a table of meals that will make them stunned, so as to impress Mei Qing.40 minutes passed, I had already made a table of meals, I took off my apron and shouted to them: "It's time to eat" Several people sitting came over one after another, I walked to Mei Qing's side and asked her to sit down, "Aunt Mei, you sit" As soon as Mei Qing sat down, I also walked to my seat and sat down, and said confidently: "How is it, the craftsmanship is good" "Don't just have a false appearance, it is useless, it looks good and it is not delicious." ”Yan Jiaxin said with a smile.I replied, "Hey, hey, where are you, how do you know I'm useless, you haven't tried it, I don't mind trying it with you, it's not easy for me to make such a table.""
Disgusting" After dinner, Mei Qing didn't give me any statement, and Yan Jiaxin seemed to be sitting next to me leisurely playing flying chess with the two little ghosts.I snatched her chess pieces and said angrily: "Hey, are you deliberately playing with this old woman Why are you not in a hurry at all" "Why am I in a hurry, didn't you say you wanted to help them."
Also, you'd better not say the word old woman in front of the teacher, or she will tear you apart. ”She made a tearing move, which was very funny.I walked around Mei Qing's house, Mei Qing's home is very large, there are two floors in total, I walked to the second floor and walked around, came to a room that was not closed, I walked in curiously, and found that there were all kinds of musical instruments in it, and there were many scores.I walked up and took a look, and found that the scores in it were all songs I hadn't heard, they should have not been published, and the lyrics were all well written, which should have been written by Mei Qing.I flipped through it and found that the lyrics of a lyric sheet were a little familiar, and there were two words written on it.The purest tenderness is the name of this song, I remembered where this song seems to have been heard, took out my phone, and sure enough, I found such a recording, I listened to the recording, and finally took the score and sang unconsciously, in my way, it seemed to have such a melody in my head.Do you see my most real vulnerability, and do you give me the purest gentleness When I finished singing this song in my own way, I opened my eyes, only to see Yan Jiaxin and a few people standing quietly at the door, Mei Qing's expression was very surprised, she slowly walked to my side, her hands trembled, and she said tremblingly: "Why do you sing this song and why" She dragged my body, her eyes were red from crying, I helped her up, and said puzzledly: "Aunt Mei, what's wrong with you, Aunt Mei" At this moment, Mei Qing was already crying to herself, She cried very painfully, Yan Jiaxin walked towards me slowly, her expression was also very complicated, she walked next to Mei Qing and wanted to help Mei Qing over from me, but Mei Qing just grabbed my body and refused to let go.I eagerly asked Yan Jiaxin: "What's wrong" Yan Jiaxin bit her mouth, and finally said: "Why do you sing this song" "This song is the purest gentleness" "Well" I thought about it, and then replied: "This is what I heard a wandering singer sing, I think it's very good, I still have a recording" I took out my phone again, clicked on this recording, in the recording, I once again recalled the picture when I first heard this song, the music fountain, next to the music fountain in Pinghu Park, Those soul singers are singing with their lives.Their uninhibited singing, without the slightest restraint, maybe this is the life of an artist, the life of an artist, and the soul of an artist.Mei Qing snatched my phone and ran to the side to listen to it repeatedly, but I didn't have a trace of reaction.I pointed at her, not knowing what to say, Yan Jiaxin walked up to me and asked, "Where did you hear this song sung?"
”As soon as I finished speaking, Yan Jiaxin immediately clicked on the photo in the mobile phone and put it in front of me, pointed to the photo and said: "Is it him" The person in the photo is very familiar to me, I nodded, I have to be sure that this man with small pigtails and a small scar on his face is the man who sang this most pure and gentle art song affectionately that night."
It's him."
I replied affirmatively, Yan Jiaxin asked again: "Have you seen him yet" I shook my head and replied: "No, I only saw him once.""
Who the hell is he?"
I asked, eagerly and curiously.Yan Jiaxin smiled bitterly and replied to me helplessly: "His name is Lu Baiyan, he is the teacher's only son, and he is also her most proud disciple, but the two of them broke off their relationship because of one thing.""
It's this incident that makes Aunt Mei never get contaminated with art again" "Well, it's what happened that made Aunt Mei so miserable and tired all these years." ”I turned my head and looked at Mei Qing who was holding her mobile phone, at this moment, she was no longer a genius mentor on the road of art, and she did not have the original pride.Just a woman who misses her son and cries bitterly listening to his son's voice.aa2705221: