Her brain quickly flashed something, took a napkin and wiped her mouth, and ran directly: "here! Here, teacher, here I am! "
In the study.
The wonderful five string lute is on the desk.
Xia Hou ryin saw from afar that tears had fallen down!
The picture of Ming Dynasty's empress mother teaching herself to play the lute is clear in the eyes. You can see this lute again. It was born more than a thousand years later!
Xun can looks at the sadness of Xia Hou ryin. It penetrates from the deep soul. He just wants to open his mouth, but he is admired to do a silent action.
They watched her step by step, holding up the lute sadly and crying.
Her white little fat hand flicked a note on the string.
In an instant, the momentum of the chaos of heaven and earth, and the emptiness after precipitation, are all integrated into this sound!
Adore and Xun can, though they are prepared, still stare at her in shock. They all say, "you, can play?"
In the summer, ryin stroked the pipa.
At the moment, admiring and xunchan come forward one after another and keep an eye on her.
But she didn't notice them at all.
In other words, all her thoughts are condensed in the yearning for her family. In her heart, there is only the pipa in front of her. Where else can she hold?
Crystal tears rolled down, she gently pressed on a totem at the end of the lute.
Miraculously, the side carved with totem suddenly bounced up.
After opening, there is a small cabinet like space under the pipa.
Inside, someone wrote a paragraph with a red pen.
It's hard to recognize the ancient characters of adoration and Xun can, but it can be seen from the font that this man has a deep calligraphy attainment.
Baby looks at the words on it.
It was a love poem written by the father to his mother.
The pipa of the queen mother, the word of the father, the simplest happiness of family in the past, but now can only send thoughts across time and space!
Pain!
"Whoops!" The cry of Xia Hou ryin was suddenly hysterical. The little body couldn't bear the pain. It had to be let out: "ah ~ Wuwu ~ ah ~"
when Xun can's face changed, he immediately went to the tea table and drew a tissue to wipe her tears.
Shen Xinyi also opened the door and rushed in, hurriedly walked to the baby and hugged her: "Ryukin! What happened to Ryukin? "
She saw that the Xia Hou ryin was crying, so she looked at him with severe and interrogative eyes!
Admiring and shaking his head innocently, but his eyebrows are also concerned about the children.
Obviously, this thing is very important to the Xia Hou ryin!
Rosie just came back.
This villa is just complementary to the previous seaside villa in Mauritius.
One is the vastness of the sea, the other is the stability of the mountains.
Because to come here, we need to walk on a mountain road, surrounded by lush vegetation, air quality is particularly good, quiet and artistic conception.
There is a waterfall in the mountain stream, and there is a deep pool under the waterfall that is not very big, but the fish are fat.
All the way back, the lights on the mountain road are clear and bright, covering the beautiful mountain scenery like a poem or a picture.
Luo Xi thought that the baby should like this kind of landscape.
It should be similar to her hometown, with the taste of ancient Chinese ink painting.
After getting out of the car, he just walked up to the second floor, and heard the voice of Xia Hou ryin crying loudly!
As soon as Luo Xi's face changed, he rushed to the second floor with a cold face!
Just rushed up, I saw Shen Xinyi holding the baby tightly. The baby cried just like her father and mother died.
On the desk is an old musical instrument.
Xun can and adoration are all here!
He strode forward and took the baby from his mother. He hugged the baby and said to all the people: "all out! Get out! "
Admire them also feel, perhaps Luo Xi can coax live, then turn round and continue to go out from the study.
Wen Chen helped them close the door.
Luoxi picked up the baby and sat on the edge of the table.
Behind the baby's ass is the pipa. Luoxi stands facing the baby, holding her face and wiping her tears and snivels.
The child, like death, closed his eyes and cried, and did not open them from the beginning to the end.
Luo Xi coaxed: "look at me! Baby, it's me, I'm Xi. Open your eyes and look at me! "
He knew that she should be in a certain mood now. He had to wake her up or let her see the reality clearly.
So repeated two or three times, the baby slowly opened his eyes, looking at the youth in front of him.
She raised her little hand, wiped her tears with one hand, and took hold of his clothes with the other: "sob ~ Xi, Xi, Xi sob ~ me, I want my mother! I want my mother! Wuwu "
Luoxi looked at the Pipa and then at her, and asked," do you recognize this Pipa? "
"Sobbing" the child cried again.
This is her mother's lute. How can she not recognize it?
He helped to find it at the beginning and wanted it at the beginning, because the mother has been dead for a thousand years, she has nothing, she has nothing, she can't go back, she can't see, she can't hear, all the family homes are gone.
She has only this lute left.
Rosie coaxed her for a while, patting her on the back.
There is a small refrigerator in the study. He takes a bottle of mineral water from inside and turns it on. He sends it to the baby and feeds her: "drink slowly."
They waited for half an hour in the living room, each with his own mind.
Suddenly, I heard a sweet and ethereal ancient rhyme.
The melody is simple, but fresh with the power of returning to nature.
Good to hear ~
SHEN Xinyi was stunned and looked at her husband perplexedly: "ryingtan?"
"When listening to this classical instrument, the simpler the repertoire is, the better it will be.
This little girl has been practicing the five string piano for at least three or five years. "
Either the banjo is her or her family's.
Or she grew up practicing such a piano.
However, in retrospect of the sad appearance of Xia Hou ryin, the craftsmanship of the piano, and the fact that she could easily open the dark lattice of the piano.
Obviously, she knows the piano.
Xun can is silent for a while, ask: "that, this five string pipa, how to deal with after taking back?"
I admire what I'm going to say, but listen to Shen Xinyi: "it's natural that after discussing with ryin, they will deal with it as they want."
I admire my wife. Shen Xinyi's face is heavy!
Admiration immediately said to Xun can, "well, listen to my wife."
Rosie is sitting on the sofa.
The baby sits on the chair, which is the chair in front of the desk. Luo Xi takes the chair to a larger place, just under the ceiling light in the room, facing the sofa.
Just now, in order to divert her attention, Luoxi coaxed and asked: "baby doesn't cry, I want to hear baby play pipa, can baby?"