Chapter 116 He Wants to Go to Baishou with Her Years Old
"He Yunxi looked at the relatively complete set of musical instruments and asked Lu Yan: "What do you think it would be better for these little guys to learn?"
"Let's play the piano and the flute," Lu Yan said.
"Okay, let's go see the harp and flute." He Yunxi went to see the harp and found that there was a guzheng here.
"Boss, show me that."
The boss took down the guzheng and put it on the table. He Yunxi played it twice randomly and found that the sound was pretty good.
"You know how to play the zither?" Lu Yan only heard her play it a few times before he figured it out.
"I have also learned one or two musical instruments before."
"Nowadays, most people play the piano, and there are relatively few people who play the zheng." Lu Yan said.
The sound of the qin is clear and resonant, and its style is simple. It is the main musical instrument nowadays. The guqin is one of the six arts of the gentleman: rites, music, shooting, playing, and calligraphy.
The guzheng, on the other hand, has a crisp and loud sound, more strings, and is more difficult to master. In addition, it is not as mainstream as the guqin, so fewer people are learning it now.
He Yunxi touched the guzheng, feeling a little nostalgic for the days when he was being watched by his grandma while learning the instrument.
Seeing her like this, Lu Yan knew that she was nostalgic for the past, so he asked: "Boss, how much does this zheng cost?"
The boss responded: "Twenty taels of silver."
He Yunxi didn't expect this to be so expensive. Thinking of the little money he had left, he said, "Forget it, let's show Jiaojiao and Qingqing the musical instruments. Boss, please recommend two better pianos and flutes to us."
The boss brought two better ones over, and He Yunxi asked Lu Yan to try out the sounds and selected two.
The flute is cheaper, only three taels of silver. I chose a medium-sized piano, which also costs ten taels of silver.
He Yunxi lamented that in ancient times, music was not something that ordinary people could afford!
"We want these two."
He Yunxi went to get the silver, and Lu Yan came out with a fifty-tael silver ingot: "Wrap these two together with the zheng just now."
He Yunxi's eyes widened: "Where did you get so much money?"
"I did some business with a classmate before, and this is a dividend. I just got it this morning." Lu Yan explained.
He Yunxi didn't want to interfere too much in his life, so he didn't ask any more questions. When he saw that the store was going to pack the guzheng, he said, "There's no need to buy that guzheng, it's too expensive."
"It's not expensive. If you like it, it's worth it," Lu Yan said.
He Yunxi was a little moved and thought his words were a bit flirty. He wanted to refuse again, but Lu Yan had already asked his boss to take care of it.
"After you buy it back, you can also teach a few kids how to play. It will also be good for them to learn another instrument," Lu Yan said.
"Okay then." He Yunxi smiled at him, "Thank you, Lu Yan."
"Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you."
The boss wrapped up all three musical instruments, and He Yunxi was very happy wrapping up the guzheng. On the way back, she talked to Lu Yan about it.
"At that time, I didn't want to learn a musical instrument. I liked to follow my grandfather to the hospital all day long, and my grandma pressured me to learn. First, I learned the guzheng, and then the violin. My grandpa always said, if grandma hadn't let me learn,
The musical instrument has delayed a lot of time, but my medical skills can be better."
"Violin? What instrument is that?"
"It's a Western musical instrument. Well, it looks a bit like a gourd and is played on the shoulders." He Yunxi said, "I guess I can't play the violin, but it would be nice to have a guzheng."
"Then you will play a song for me when you get back?"
"Okay!" He Yunxi also became interested, "I haven't played for a long time, and my hands are a little itchy."
When he got home, several young people gathered around him, and Lu Yan saw Liang Jinxi at a glance.
Sure enough, he is a prince. The difference in facial features and when you grow up is not that big, but the difference in temperament is big.
When he grew up, he was sinister, dark, and looked at everyone with sinister eyes.
Although it is not pure now, at least it is still normal.
He only glanced at it and then looked away. Liang Jinxi didn't know that he knew her identity.
"Sister-in-law, what did you buy? It's so long!" Lu Yunjiao asked.
"Musical instruments." He Yunxi said, "My mother said before that she could teach you to learn musical instruments, so I happened to buy one today."
When Mrs. Liu heard this, she asked her: "What musical instruments have you bought?"
"The flute and the harp, and I also bought a zither."
"Zheng? I don't know how to do this."
"I can." He Yunxi said.
"Wow, sister-in-law, you can also play the kite!" Lu Yunqing looked at her with admiration, "Can you play it for us?"
"OK!"
He Yunxi wanted to play, so he took out three stools, two high and one low, adjusted the pitch, and then played a relatively simple song "Tangli Jianxue".
The sound of the piano flowed out from between her, Lu Yunqing clapped her hands and shouted: "Wow, it sounds good!"
Others were also amazed by the sound of the piano. Although her fingering was a little rusty at first because she hadn't played the piano for a long time, she became proficient when she played it the second time.
After the song was over, she said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't played this for a long time, and I'm very unfamiliar with it."
"I was a little rusty at first, but then I played very well." Liu said with a smile.
Lu Yunjiao looked at her with starry eyes: "Sister-in-law, you play so beautifully! Is this what you remember from the past?"
"yes!"
"This song sounds light and indifferent, and has a leisurely and contented attitude towards life." Liang Jinxi said.
Hearing the sound of her piano, Liang Jinxi had no doubts about He Yunxi anymore.
My husband said that a person's piano sound can best reflect a person's heart. The fact that she can play such music shows that she likes her current life very much.
"Yunxi, is there any lyrics for this song?" Liu asked.
"some."
"Then can you play and sing?"
"Playing and singing? I don't know if I can do it."
"Try it." Lu Yan didn't expect that she could play the guzheng so well that she could compete with those other people.
"Okay, let me try?"
She raised her hands to the strings, recalled the lyrics, took a deep breath, played again, and sang softly:
When the green carp comes, I hear the sound of the spring stream in the distance
Smell the hand Zhitang pear with light yellow pistils for the first time
When the summer heat passes, the new pears will begin to droop
Come and invite the female companion from your east neighbor to pick up fruits and return slowly.
The fine snow on the branches was collected in the old year
Today the rouge pear leaves are falling
Gently move the grass color two or three into the volume
Sip the spring wine slowly and then feel the sweetness
It’s still the time when I prefer to sleep with the word Jinghong on my pillow
Even though the candle is dim, I can chat with her all night long
Early spring, late spring, warm wine and deep flowers
It’s as if only one person can solve all your worries in life.
Under the eaves of flowers and algae year after year, we will fry Tangli in the snow
From the boss to you and me, one day we traveled to the end of the world
The sky is blue and the sky is blue, the rain is soaking
I write a letter once a year but only a few words can be seen
…
It was getting late, and the last ray of sunset shone in the yard. Listening to her singing, everyone felt that their hearts were filled with a kind of life called happiness.
Lu Yan thought that he would probably never be able to climb out of her trap in his lifetime.
He wanted to fry Tang pears in the snow with her under the eaves of flowers and weeds year after year, wanted to chat with her all night long under the candlelight, and wanted to spend the rest of her life together with her year after year.