The two hundred and forty-sixth day.When Ah Mo passed by the town today, he saw someone selling a piano, which was not expensive, it was the kind of string piano made of ordinary paulownia wood.She also bought one on a whim, and the peddler was so nice, and gave her two piano scores.So from the afternoon nap, she has another program, stroking the piano.Objectively speaking, Ah Mo can be regarded as a well-rounded girl.She is good-looking, her cultivation is also high, she can barely sing a few poems and songs, and the crows she paints every afternoon are also very imaginative.If you have to name one of her weaknesses, I'm afraid it's a female celebrity.If you have to say that one is worse than a female red, well, it is the rhythm.Therefore, when she carried the string yaoqin and swayed back, Miaoyuan's face changed first."
Ah Mo, do you want to learn the piano?"
asked Miao Yuan tremblingly."
Yes, I think it's too vulgar to read jokes every day, and it's good to popularize some fine art once in a while."
Miao Yuan said tactfully: "Why don't you read jokes, I think others will be noisy by you." ”"Where are there other people here" Ah Mo deliberately looked around, "Oh, Sister Yuan is talking about your patient, right" She raised her voice and said loudly: "May I ask this son, will I make a noise to you when I practice" Behind the curtain, except for the suppressed cough, there was still no answer.Ah Mo shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Sister Yuan, you see, he doesn't seem to mind." ”Miao Yuan is not in a rut.If the one behind the curtain had the strength, it would be the one who would burn the house and get up to add firewood, so don't say it's just making some screeching noises.Xuanhua happened to be out, and Miaoyuan wanted to refine the pill again, so he hid in the pill room and closed the door, so he ignored her.Ah Mo sat down, burned incense, straightened his chest and sucked his belly, and prepared to play a song on the piano.The vendor sent the most simple introductory piano score, which is just right for Ah Mo's level.She flipped through it, picked a song that should be long, and babbled, singing while playing: Don't come to the half-year-old music book, an inch out of the intestines.It's hard to see, it's easy to say goodbye, and it's like snow.Dark lovesickness, nowhere to say, melancholy night to smoke the moon.Thinking about this time, tears stained red sleeves.Ah Mo's musicality is extremely poor, the five tones are incomplete, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.She didn't even tune the tone of this guqin, and the method was jerky, and often after playing one note, it took a long time to find where the next note was.But she didn't care, she looked for it, stopped singing, and just finished singing.Then she didn't ring again.She sang herself to tears.It's been almost nine months, Jinghua.Yesterday I went to see Xuan Yao, and the child in her belly was already moving.She let me touch it, and then I felt something roll inside, like an egg bone rolling over.I envy her.Chenhua is not around, but she has children with her.I even secretly thought that if I knew you were going to leave me for so long, I should have pestered you for the last night and asked you to keep a child for me too.No, I shouldn't think like that.Because you will definitely come back, soon.You know, every day on my way to town, I wonder if this will be the last time I walk alone on this road, and I always hope that you will come out to see me one day, and then go home with me in the evening.But no, I always walked alone that night.That song just now is hard to listen to, right?
The tone was hoarse and mocking, and the lyrics were also pretentious.But I actually sang and cried, hehe, I must be a genius.She wanted to laugh, but she cried even harder, and finally fell on the piano and couldn't cry.She cried for a while, and when she heard the sound of "dang", from behind the curtain, Ah Mo jumped up violently, and she couldn't believe that her ears were his answer, and she ran to the curtain excitedly, wanting to go in, but she was extremely restrained.What kind of voice is this Jinghua, are you going to talk to me or is it just that you accidentally touched the teacup hehe, if you want me to guess, I'd rather guess or you heard Momo crying, so I was so distressed that I couldn't hold it, right?
If you can make a sound, it means that you still have some strength, and you can reach the unlucky teacup, which is good, at least it means that you can still move.Ah Mo was very happy, the tears were still on her face, but she couldn't wait to burst into laughter.She stood there for a long time, and there was no sound behind the curtain.Don't worry, Jinghua threw a cup today, maybe he will speak to me tomorrow.You can't ask him to open the curtain and come out to see me all at once, take his time.Ah Mo wiped her tears, she decided to sit back and sing again, since this method is so effective, then it must be struck while the iron is hot.The first two notes were made, but I heard the sound of a snap from behind the curtain.The sound was not crisp, even deep, but it was simple and clean, and the pitch was extremely accurate.It's just that he plays very slowly, almost slower than her half-luthier.The sound of the piano is pimple, and the sound of the reeds is difficult, which just coincides with a song of her newly learned Ying Tianchang.Ah Mo didn't know, in fact, he worked hard every day.It was so hard that Xuanhua and Miaoyuan couldn't bear it, and wanted to persuade him to take it easy and take his time, but he always couldn't listen.He was already stubborn, but now he is even more aggressive.Xuanhua said to Miaoyuan behind his back, in fact, he felt that since he was seriously injured this time, his temper had never been worse, and he was almost more unreasonable than when he was in Yunmengze.During the day, when Ah Mo was there, he was obedient, not noisy or noisy.But when the sun went down and Ah Mo left, he immediately changed into a different person, locked himself in that room, and practiced over and over again, and no one was allowed to go in and disturb him.As long as he was told to rest, or to eat and take medicine or something, whether it was Xuanhua or Miaoyuan, he would immediately turn his face.When he has a big temper, he throws out the food plate and the decoction that he brought in, and then closes the door even tighter.His heart disease is still on the verge of breaking out, and no matter how he behaves, Miao Yuan will not allow Xuanhua to yell at him, so he coaxes and indulges in fear.He would often practice until midnight, not asleep, but so tired that he fainted.When Xuanhua pushed the door in, he found that he was already sweating and lying on the cold ground unconscious.With his current physique, the result of such nonsense is that the next day is an ironclad high fever.This state of affairs has been going on for about half a year.For the first month, he was completely lying in bed, unable to move, even just sitting and staying awake would have taken a huge amount of physical exertion.He was very anxious, he had never been so anxious, and even when he couldn't sit up, he began to prop up the bed to exercise his arm strength.Later, I was able to sit for a short time, and the practice became even crazier.He practiced using chopsticks to pick up leaves and writing with a brush.He practiced how to stand up, one step at a time, two steps forward.The nine thunderbolts bombarded his cultivation clean, and also split his dragon tendons and keels After he woke up, he immediately forced Sister Yuan to tell the truth, saying that he would never be able to stand up again in this life Sister Yuan cried.Xuanhua persuaded him, saying that you should know that even if you really can't stand up, Miss Ah Mo will not dislike you.His face was pale, and his handsome phoenix eyes were filled with blood.He lost his temper and threw both of them out of the room, and kept his head under the covers, refusing to speak for a long time.Then, he began to practice every day.Every day, it starts before dawn.When Ah Mo came early in the morning, he had been practicing for almost two hours, just like he had led the troops to drill in the past, panting and sweating like rain.No, those drills in the past were so heavy on him that they couldn't have been as embarrassing as they are now.At first, he couldn't even lift his chopsticks.The damage of the five thunder capital punishment to the immortal body is completely devastating, which is why it is used as the heaviest punishment of all, because as long as it is slashed by the heavenly thunder, the muscles and bones are visceral, and the immortal root soul will never be restored.At the beginning, Ah Mo was also broken by Xuanyuan Xuanyuan, and he was alive again in a few months, but he was here to save his life, which was a great luck.But he was not reconciled.Sister Yuan said that the injury was irreversible, and he didn't believe it.He hated Xuanhua even more that he always told him to take his time, he didn't take his time when he took his time, he wanted to be faster, and if he was faster, she would wait outside, she must be in a hurry.He wished he could get up tomorrow, lift the curtain, go out, and take her in his arms.He wanted to be a handsome and handsome groom after the year, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds and marrying her.That little girl, she cried today.Xuanhua didn't go far, he just stood outside, watching her first happily play the piano and sing, and then tears couldn't help but flow.After all, she is still young, and she can endure it with such a mind until now, neither blaming him for being punished on behalf of others, nor complaining about others, and even never pestering Miao Yuan and herself to ask about the identity and illness of the person behind the curtain, which is a rare sensible.But after about too long, she still cried today.At first, he sobbed quietly, and then he cried with a little restraint.She lay on the piano, tears like beads with broken threads, rolling down the paulownia wood piano one by one, the strings were thin and tough, and there were a few hanging on them, poignant and crystalline.Then Xuanhua heard a sound of "dang" in the room.That kind of sound is actually frequent, but Ah Mo has never heard it.In her absence, when the man had been practicing hard for a long time, sweating profusely without making the slightest progress, or when he was ill again today and could not practice according to his original plan, he would often throw things like this to express his extreme dissatisfaction.So Xuanhua hurriedly went around to the back and looked through another window.There was only one door to the room, which was open during the day, obscured by a curtain, and a window that happened to be visible from the stove.He didn't lose his temper, and the cup may have been accidentally dropped while holding it.Because he was now in a wheelchair, propping himself up, scooping water into a teacup with a small spoon, making different scales.He couldn't lift anything heavy, and the spoon was specially made for him, very light and light, for him to scoop up water and drink by himself.And the water in those teacups was of different shades, and some cups had to be scooped a dozen times to reach the scale he wanted.Ah Mo's piano sounded again, and he trembled and took a chopstick to tap the edge of the cups.He's in with her, Jean Se and Ming.t1706231537: