He watched her playing the strings with her bare hands, and the scene of listening to the piano on the river a few years ago flashed before his eyes: the sound of the piano was still the same, the people were still the same, and they moved him as always.
We often hear people say that "we like the new and hate the old", but he doesn't feel this way.
The trivial life after marriage did not erode or dilute their feelings.
Qingyu was very quiet and never made him feel burdened or bothered.
For example, when she sent Chi Xin away last time, she just let it go and didn't question or suspect him afterwards.
She will not be affectionate and affectionate with him all day long, but as long as she focuses on him, whether it is a deep gaze or playing the piano like now, she can always deeply touch him and touch his most sensitive part.
Heartstrings.
Their lives may seem ordinary, but as time goes by, they become more profound and meaningful.
After breakfast the next day, Qingya went into the ear room to spin yarn.
Fang Wumo and his sister were playing on the island in the middle of the lake.
Zizhu Cuizhu and other maids followed behind and looked at their brothers and sisters.
"Poor, there are only two left."
"Yes, the young lady doesn't know yet."
"I don't know how sad it is to know."
"No, Brother Wu Shi was born as a result of the young lady's struggle for life.
He endured a lot of hardships, and he was smart and well-spoken.
He is just gone.
Not to mention that the young lady will be sad when she hears it, even we feel bad after hearing it.
Although there is another Mo Geer, it is a pity that he is mute and is much less clever than Wu Guo, but after all, he is a girl."
Whispers came from the bamboo forest, accompanied by sighs.
Fang Wumo turned around and entered from the side path.
Two little girls of thirteen or fourteen were sitting on the rocks of the lake, whispering and sighing.
Seeing Fang Wumo, one girl quickly stood up and quietly kicked the other girl to remind her that someone was here.
She said with an apologetic smile: "Brother Mo, why are you here?"
The other one was naive and whispered: "He doesn't know how to tell, so it's all in vain if you ask."
These two people were not waiting close by.
I didn't know Fang Wumo's temperament.
Even if he couldn't speak, he was too smart to mess with.
Not to mention that he could already speak.
I thought that just like what everyone said privately, Brother Mo was mute.
As the saying goes, "ten deaf and nine dumb", it is normal for Brother Mo to be unable to hear, so he is not taken seriously.
Unexpectedly, Fang Wumo pointed with his little hand and shouted sternly: "Palm mouth" The two girls were stunned and looked at the little baby blankly.
Didn't you say he was mute?
Why did he start talking?
At this time, the waiters Zizhu and other girls rushed over.
When Fang Wumo saw that the two girls were not moving, he walked forward without saying a word, kicked the girl who stood up first, and then shouted "Panzui" in a very impatient voice.
The girl was ashamed and embarrassed, and being stared at by everyone, her aggrieved eyes filled with tears.
"Sister Zizhu" She knew Zizhu and wanted to ask Zizhu to come forward and get rid of this unreasonable little master.
"Didn't you hear what Brother Mo said?"
Although Zizhu was surprised, she unswervingly defended her little master.
Obviously, Zizhu's words worked better than Fang Wumo's.
The girl didn't dare to disobey, and hesitantly raised her hand to slap herself in the mouth, but she had never hit her before and didn't know how to start.
Zizhu was impatient and stepped forward to fight on her behalf.
Fang Wumo shouted: "Fight yourself" Zizhu stopped, even more surprised.
She suggested: "It's better to hit the cold-blooded thing.
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I don't know what I did.
It's easy to fool me when I'm a kid.
But I'm very smart, so don't try to fool him."
The heads of the two girls exploded with a buzz, and their eyes were horrified.
The girl who stood up first was the first to wave her palm and hit her face hard.
Although the other one was stupid, he also started to fight hard.
There was a constant "pop" sound, and soon their cheeks became swollen.
Fang Wumo's little face was expressionless, and he just looked at it.
Fang Wuhui was a little timid and swallowed his saliva.
Second brother is so fierce Fang Wumo just shouted "Panzui", but did not say how many times, so the two girls kept hitting each other, hitting them from left to right, until the delicate hands were red and swollen, and the pretty face was even swollen.
Fang Wumo didn't fight back.
No intention of stopping.
At this moment, I heard Xirou calling from outside, "Brother Mo, the second uncle is here."
Fang Wumo then waved to the two girls and said, "Okay."
He pulled Fang Wuhui up and left, very neatly.
Zizhu signaled Cuizhu and others to follow him and take care of him.
He was one step behind and asked the two girls, "Why did you offend Brother Mo just now?
He got so angry?"
The two girls shook their heads in fear and hesitated: "No, no."
His mouth was swollen and his speech was slurred.
But they were even more afraid, fearing that if Fang Chu found out what they said before, it wouldn't be as simple as slapping someone.
Who would have thought that Brother Mo could actually listen and speak.
The two girls were so remorseful that they scolded the person who had rumored that Fang Wumo was deaf and mute.
Zizhu knew that there was a difference in feelings and did not ask further questions.
He only lectured: "Keep your mouth shut these days."
The two girls nodded sharply.
After this incident, they wanted to sew their mouths shut.
Fang Wumo and Fang Wuhui ran to the pier on the island in the middle of the lake.
A water corridor has been built around the island in the center of the lake, which is the coolest place in summer.
There are three large flower halls at the head of the river, with verandahs connecting them at both ends.
There are stone steps outside the flower hall leading to the river, where you usually get on and off the boat.
At this time, a medium-sized boat was docked under the stone steps, and the boys were carrying baskets and jars into the flower hall; Guo Dayou stood under the verandah and spoke hoarsely to Fang Chu.
"Wu Shi has to wait for the Brocade Weaving Conference before he leaves.
Dad is afraid that you might be anxious and wants to send someone to deliver a message.
Just as Mom said she wanted to send some lotus roots and lotus flowers to my little sister, I came."
Guo Dayou smiled gently and explained to Qingya.
"For this matter, you can just ask someone to come over.
Why do you have to come in person?"
Qingya was naturally happy when his second brother came, but he was worried that he would be busy, so he said this.
"I miss my little sister too and want to come and see you."
Guo Dayou looked at her lovingly, his eyes filled with regret.
Fang Chu felt sad and hurriedly turned around and ordered, "Take all these home."
Guo Dayou brought several large baskets of new lotus roots with mud.
The tips of the lotus roots, where there was little mud, were faintly white and tender.
There were also some fresh plums and apricots.
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There was a large tank filled with half a tank of clean water, full of buds.
There are lotus flowers; there are also several vegetable jars and large earthen jars, which should be filled with pickles.
Qingyuan is surrounded by water, but it is a flowing river.
There are lotus flowers that can be seen everywhere in the water town, but there are really none in Qingyuan.
Mrs.
Wu is worried that her daughter loves to eat fresh lotus roots that are newly available, so she asks people to bring them every early summer; the same goes for lotus flowers, which are given to Qingyuan.
Dumb for making soup and cooking.
Qingya smelled the fragrant fragrance and exclaimed: "So much" Guo Dayou said: "They were all cut in the morning.
They haven't been opened yet.
They can be left for a day."
In order to avoid losing the deliciousness, he specially selected the flowers that were in bud.
Qingya just pursed her lips and smiled.
Although these things were ordinary, they were full of memories of her natal family and had the flavor of her natal family.
Can you tell, Brother Mo is an iceberg of innocent and ruthless man.
He is absolutely ruthless.
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