typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 161: Depend on each other

"Brother Wei, I'm so bored.

After seeing Wei Min and Xu Ding leave, Zhong Chan ran in with her little skirt in hand to complain.

Wei Cheng looked startled, what's going on, acting like a baby?

"Where's your dad?"

Zhong Chan pouted and said angrily: "My father said that I would help you raise horses. There seemed to be more than a dozen Dawan horses. My father said that "other people don't know how to raise horses. They are afraid that the supplies will be used up, so we have to raise them."

I raise it myself and you won’t touch it, I’m so angry.”

When Wei Cheng heard this, he said funnyly: "You really can't touch them randomly. Those horses are all captured and fierce horses that recognize their owners. What if they accidentally hurt you?"

Zhong Chan's pretty face turned red. She didn't expect that Brother Wei said exactly the same thing as his father. He was afraid of getting hurt!

Wei Cheng poured her a cup of tea, took a sip from the cup, and said, "Then you can go to your sister Yan'er's place. The private school is short of manpower now. You are literate and proficient in music, so you can be a teacher and educate people."

good.

Zhong Chan smelled the aroma of tea and narrowed her eyes intoxicated. When she heard Wei Cheng talking about the private school, she shook her head like a rattle and refused: No, no, I won't go to the private school. I don't have the patience like Sister Yan'er.

,Those little brats are so disgusting, huh."

Wei Teng sighed helplessly, and after thinking about it, he said: "Otherwise, it would be a good idea to go to your sister Hao Niang's pastry shop. Although she is not short of people, she will definitely welcome you to come and play."

After Zhong Xian recovered from her injury and was able to get out of bed, Hao Niang came to Anyi together, which was what Wei Cheng had promised her. Now she, Xiao'e, and several little sisters from Haojia Village are together.

A pastry shop opened on the street, and business was very good.

Speaking of Hao Niang's pastry shop, Zhong Chan touched her belly guiltily and said with a blush: "The pastry shop is very good, but I don't dare to go there. I can't control my mouth. Hao Niang

The pastries made by my sister are so good."

"Pfft...hahaha

When Wei Cheng saw this, he couldn't help laughing. Because of Zhong Xian's relationship with this girl, many people were very kind to her, especially Hao Niang, who knew she was Uncle Zhong's daughter and would bring her a lot of money every time she came back.

Eat pastries.

Not to mention, it has only been a few days, but Zhong Chan's cheeks have become inexplicably rounder and a little chubby.

"Brother Wei, you are laughing at me, hum!"

Zhong Chan was embarrassed and anxious. She raised her small fist and hit Wei Cheng on the back several times before she was relieved.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh at you anymore, but you really can't indulge anymore. If you continue to eat, you will become a ball." Wei Cheng thought for a while and said: "Don't you like dancing? I'll let someone arrange it.

How about a few singers accompanying you?"

As a large family in Hedong, the Wei family naturally has talents in this field, and they will arrange performances during every festival. On weekdays, these people serve as maids, and the maids next to Wei Qing's aunts are all capable.

A talented woman who is good at singing and dancing.

Zhong Chan blinked, hesitated, and said, "Forget it, I don't like dancing anymore... Well, Brother Wei, can I play the piano for you?"

Wei Cheng recalled the 'night chat' between the two of them across the courtyard wall, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in her heart. She said with a smile: That's fine, you play the piano and I'll entertain you."

When Zhong Chan heard this, she was so happy that she quickly got up and ran out. As she ran, she said, "It's settled, I'll go get the piano. Brother Wei is waiting for me."

Zhong Chan and his daughter are currently living in Wei Mansion temporarily. Because of Wei Cheng's relationship, the small courtyard where they live is not very far from Wei Cheng's residence. As they come and go, Wei Cheng has not finished drinking a pot of tea when he sees Zhong Chan came back humming with a guzheng in her arms.

"Brother Wei, what do you want to hear?'

After getting into position, Zhong Chan looked at Wei Cheng with bright eyes and asked.

When it comes to knowledge, she thinks she can't compare to Cai Yan, and when it comes to cooking, she loses to Hao Niang. Zhong Chan feels that the only thing she can excel at is Le Zhi Dao. The little girl is very expressive and is looking forward to Wei Cheng's approval. .

Wei Cheng didn't have any research on ancient music. After thinking about it for a long time, he came up with a song.

"Well, I have a song here. I'm afraid you haven't played it before. I'll hum it once and you can try to see if you can play it."

"Hey, Brother Wei still wants to test me. Well, hum, I'm sure I can play it."

Zhong Chan puffed up her chest proudly, not believing that there were songs in the world that she couldn't play.

However, after Wei Cheng hummed a few verses, she immediately became numb.

"This piece is a bit simple...but the rhythm is very beautiful. I'll give it a try. If I don't play it well, Zhu Yingtai won't laugh at me."

Next it was Hao Niang's turn to look in disbelief.

I hummed it probably only five or six times, during which I even stuttered for a short while.

But Zhong Chan was stunned when the finished song popped up, a pure guzheng version of "Butterfly Lovers".

Bang bang bang!

After hearing this, Hao Niang couldn't help but applaud. This girl is really a treasure girl. No wonder Wang Yun refused to let her go.

"This piece of music is so well written." After Zhong Chan finished playing the piece, she suddenly felt a little sad.

A lot of music can indeed arouse people's empathy, especially those who are good at music, and it is more difficult for them to fall deeply into it.

Seeing that she suddenly became sad, Hao Niang felt mist appear in her beautiful eyes. She reached out distressedly... pinched her chubby little face and twisted it, "Hey, wake up."

"Well, Zhu Yingtai, you are so annoying." Zhong Chan woke up from a dream, came to her senses and threw herself into Wei Cheng's arms angrily.

Hao Niang instinctively opened her arms and hugged her. Seeing that she had not yet come out of her emotions, she comforted her: "Okay, don't cry anymore. There is a normal and sad story about this song. Do you want to hear it?" "

Zhong Chan hugged Fang Shu tightly, her messy hair cascading down Hao Niang's clothes, and her round cheeks were hot and red.

"I want to hear it," she replied Nuonuo.

Fang Shu reached out and pushed the messy hair on her forehead behind her ears, recalled the plot of "Liang Shanbo and Brother Wei", rested her chin on Zhong Chan's head, and talked about it.

Zhong Chan felt the temperature in Hao Niang's arms, snuggled up and listened. Hao Niang's strong heartbeat echoed in her ears. Every beat seemed to resonate with her, as if there was a deer in her chest. Hitting her heart.

"Wouldn't a woman disguised as a man be recognized? Brother Wei must be very plain, hehe

"It's so annoying. This Ma Wencai is so bad. Sister Yan'er is also a female teacher. I think she is very good at giving lectures." s "Zhu Yingtai, this Liang Shanbo is so stupid, not stupid at all, how can he protect Brother Wei?" ?

"Wow, Brother Wei is so pitiful. Liang Shanbo doesn't know anything, yet he still blames her."

"Zhu Yingtai, I don't want Brother Wei to marry Ma Wencai. Can you please change this paragraph? Brother Wei is so pitiful." "We are separated in this life, but our love will never change. We will live in different quilts, and we will share the same hole in death..." .Ooooooo, Zhu Yingtai, you can’t die.

Hao Niang:

Let me tell you a story, why did you curse me to death?

Looking down at Zhong Chan, who was crying in tears, Wei Cheng looked up at the sky angrily and amusedly.

In the clouds outside, do you want to see two butterflies flying with their wings clinging to each other?


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next