Song Xuan let his grandfather hug him tightly, but he still looked at Jiang Li, his mouth moved, and his words were difficult to say again: "Xuan... learn..."
"Auntie knows. Xuanxuan wants to learn to play Erhu from auntie. Do you think this is good? Starting from tomorrow, auntie will start teaching you. Let's learn for a while every day. Auntie believes that it won't be long before our Xuanxuan can be like auntie. Still playing nice tunes.”
Some children with autism are often geniuses. Maybe the boy in front of her is a musical genius!
Because after several days of continuous observation, she could see that this handsome young man looked extremely attentive every time he listened to her playing the erhu.
His eyes were never locked on the erhu.
Focused and persistent, he is very interested in Erhu at first glance, and interest is undoubtedly the best motivation for learning.
She was looking forward to the day when the boy would show off his amazing talent in front of others!
"……good!"
Song Xuan responded.
Seeing with his own eyes and hearing with his own ears the obvious changes in his eldest grandson compared to the past, Mr. Song's wet eyes were filled with relief. He rubbed the top of his eldest grandson's hair, and then looked at Jiang Li: "Xiao Jiang, this is not the case." Will it cause you trouble?"
"I take care of my children at home, so there's nothing to worry about. Besides, Xuanxuan is very well-behaved and gets along well with Ruirui and the others. I believe it won't take much effort to teach him how to play the erhu."
As Jiang Li said this, a smile lingered in his clear fox eyes, and there was no trace of falsehood.
"Then Xuanxuan will learn Erhu with you from tomorrow on, and I will have to take more care of you."
After saying this, Mr. Song thought for a moment and called Ruirui to take Song Xuan and the twins to the room to play for a while. When only Jiang Li and Luo Yanqing were left in the living room, and he was alone, Mr. Song motioned to Jiang Li and The man was sitting and talking, and then he said: "Xiao Jiang..."
Seeing Mr. Song's eyes falling on him, Jiang Li blinked his fox eyes and said, "Uncle Song, you might as well say it directly if you have something to say."
"Good boy, with your cleverness and energy, no wonder your Aunt Qi said she liked you from the bottom of her heart as soon as she saw you."
If this girl was born to him and his family's Xiao Qi, he didn't need to think too much. He knew that the couple would regard her as the apple of their eyes. They would take care of her since she was a child and would not let their precious daughter suffer any injustice. However, it was only his. Fantasy, but... But as long as the little girl agrees to recognize him and his Xiao Qi as godfather and godmother, then she is equivalent to being their biological daughter.
Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, good-looking, has a good temperament, and is versatile. This little girl is really as good as you can see!
Mr. Song nodded repeatedly with satisfaction. He looked at Jiang Li with a kind expression and continued in a gentle voice: "Xiao Jiang, Uncle Song and your Aunt Qi once had a son, Song Xuan's father.
But this boy and his wife died on the battlefield in their early years, leaving Xuanxuan for me and your Aunt Qi. Losing our son and then losing our daughter-in-law is undoubtedly a huge blow to our old couple... Over the years, your Aunt Qi seems to have forgotten the blows caused by the past,
But I know that she has never let go, especially when she is alone, she often sheds tears... What I want to tell you is that Uncle Song actually wants to tell you,
Ever since I saw you at the train station, your Aunt Qi has been very happy. She told me that you are a good match for her and that looking at you is like looking at her own child. So, she recently discussed with me that she would like to I accept you as my goddaughter, Xiao Jiang, look..."
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