"Brother Wei, I'm so bored. After seeing Wei Min and Xu Ding leave, Zhong Chan ran in with her little skirt in hand and complained. Wei Cheng looked startled, what's going on, acting coquettishly?
"Where is your father?" Zhong Chan pouted and said angrily:
"My father said that he 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. I'm afraid that the horses will be used up, so I have to raise them myself and won't let me touch them. I'm so angry." "Wei Cheng heard this and said funny:
"Then you really can't touch them. 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. Unexpectedly, what Brother Wei said was exactly the same as his father's. He was afraid. Hurt yourself!
Wei Cheng poured her a cup of tea, took a sip from the cup himself, and said:
"Then you can go to your sister Yan'er. The private school is short of manpower now. You are literate and proficient in music. It would be good to be a teacher and educate people. Zhong Chan smelled the fragrance of tea and narrowed his eyes intoxicated. Hearing Wei When Teng mentioned the private school, she shook her head and refused like a rattle: 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 was helpless. He sighed, thought about it, and 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 would definitely welcome you to come and play." Hao Niang came with her after Zhong Xian recovered from her injury and was able to get out of bed and walk around. When they arrived at Anyi, this was what Wei Cheng had promised her.
Now she, Xiao'e, and several little sisters from Haojia Village have opened a pastry shop on the street, and the business is very good.
Speaking of Hao Niang’s pastry shop, Zhong Chan touched her belly guiltily and said with a red face:
"The pastry shop is very good, but I don't dare to go there. I can't control my mouth. The pastries made by Sister Hao Niang are so good."
"Pfft...hahahahahaha" 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. Every time I come back, I will bring her a lot of cakes to eat. Not to mention, it has only been a few days, but Zhong Chan's cheeks have become 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 eat anymore, you will become a ball." Wei Cheng thought for a while and said:
"Don't you like dancing? How about I arrange for some singers to accompany you?" As a large family in Hedong, the Wei family naturally has talents in this field, and they will be asked to arrange performances during every festival.
On weekdays, these people serve as maids, and the maids beside Wei Cheng's aunts are all talented girls who are good at singing and dancing.
Zhong Chan blinked, hesitated, and said:
"Forget it, I don't like dancing now... Well, brother Wei, can I play the piano for you?" Wei Cheng thought of the 'night chat' between the two of them across the courtyard wall, and couldn't help but feel a twinge in her heart. With an inexplicable emotion, he smiled and said: Okay, you play the piano, and I will entertain you. "When Zhong Chan heard this, she was so happy that she quickly got up and ran out, saying as she ran:
"Then it's settled. I'll go get the piano. Brother Wei is waiting for me. Zhong Chan and his daughter are currently living in the Wei Mansion temporarily. Because of Wei Cheng's relationship, the small courtyard where they live is not very far from Wei Cheng's residence. Back and forth, before Wei Qing finished drinking the pot of tea, he saw Zhong Chan coming back with a guzheng in her arms and humming.
"Brother Wei, what do you want to hear?" After getting ready, Zhong Chan looked at Wei Cheng with bright eyes and asked. In terms of knowledge, she thought she was no match for Cai Yan, and in terms of cooking skills, she lost to Hao Niang. Zhong Chan felt that The only thing she could do was to play the music. The little girl was very expressive and looked forward to Wei Cheng's approval. Wei Cheng didn't have any research on ancient music, so 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 song 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. Then it's Hao Niang's turn to look in disbelief. I only hummed it for five times. Six times, maybe, and I stuttered for a while. But Zhong Chan was stunned when he finished it, and a pure guzheng version of "Butterfly Lovers" came up. Bang bang bang! After hearing this, Hao Niang couldn't help but applaud. , this girl is really a treasure girl, no wonder Wang Yun refuses to let her go.
"This song is so well written." Zhong Chan suddenly felt sad after playing the song. A lot of music can indeed arouse people's empathy, especially for those who are good at music, and it is even more difficult for them to fall deeply into it.
Hao Niang saw that she suddenly became sad, and mist appeared in her beautiful eyes. She stretched out her hand in distress... 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 to hug her, seeing that she had not recovered from her emotions. He walked out and comforted:
"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, and her messy hair fell down along Hao Niang's skirt, and was smooth. His cheeks were hot and red.
"I want to hear it." She replied Nunuo. Fang Shu reached out and brushed 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 recounted.
Zhong Chan felt the warmth 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 little deer in her chest. Hitting her heart.
"Won'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?
"Uuuuuuuuah, Brother Wei is so pitiful. Liang Shanbo doesn't know anything and 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 live in different quilts, and we die in the same hole... Wuwuwu, Zhu Yingtai, you can't die. Hao Niang: Listen to a story, why are you still cursing me to death? Look down. With Zhong Chan crying in tears, Wei Cheng looked up at the sky angrily and amusedly. With the clouds on the other side, do you think of two butterflies flying clinging to each other?
