Otoharu

Chapter 167 The original scenery of the hometown
Every thirty years, Jiang Shanqing's mood will be very low, because he can't help but think of the New Year's scene with his parents and family in his previous life.Mother and grandma would watch the Spring Festival Gala while making dumplings in the living room, occasionally commenting on the programs in the show, and then lamenting that the Spring Festival Gala is not as good as every year.

Grandpa and Dad are sitting on the sofa and playing chess. Grandpa's chess skills are stinky, and he always can't beat Dad. So when Dad is about to win, he will suddenly play tricks and mess up the chessboard. Although Dad is very angry, he can't take himself How about my father.

And he, with Erlang legs crossed, slumped on the sofa, scrolling through the New Year’s Eve dinner posted by colleagues and friends in the mobile phone circle of friends, and picked up a few words of good relationship by the way, and then he would receive many friends. Send New Year's greetings in groups...

Those days were ordinary but full of human fireworks. Now that I think about it, tears will fill my eyes unconsciously.

Although the Li family is also very good, it is someone else's family, not his, so on this day, he will always feel that he is out of place with this family.

"Brother Shanqing, it's your turn next!" When Jiang Shanqing was absent-minded, he heard Li Meier's voice with a smile.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at her in some confusion.

"If you don't choose, then I will choose for you." Li Meier said winkingly without waiting for Jiang Shanqing to speak.

Before Jiang Shanqing had time to refuse, Li Meier's hands had already been folded several times quickly.

"Brother Shanqing, make a funny face!" Li Meier showed Jiang Shanqing the punishment and said with a smile.

Jiang Shanqing was really not in the mood to make faces at the moment, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Let me play the flute for everyone."

"Brother Shanqing, can you still play the flute?" Li Meier asked in surprise.

"I learned a little bit from my mother." Jiang Shanqing said casually.

"But we don't have a flute at home." Li Meier said very distressed.

"Who said there is none, Ah Lin, go and get the flute from my room." Mrs. Li suddenly said.

Li Meier was even more surprised immediately, she opened her big eyes and looked at Mrs. Li and asked, "Grandma, you can also play the flute!?"

"It's not me, it's your grandfather. When your grandfather was young, he let others graze cattle. At that time, he learned to play the flute. He played the flute very well. When I was young, I liked listening to him play the flute the most." said nostalgic.

"Why didn't I know that?" Li Yan asked with some doubts. He only knew that his father could sing opera, but he didn't expect to play the flute.

"Your father got asthma when he got old, and he stopped blowing after you were born, so you don't know." Mrs. Li sighed again, feeling like an old man who wanted to die young.

While the few people were talking, Mrs. Lin had already brought the flute.

Jiang Shanqing took the flute, brewed it for a while, then put the flute to his lips, and started playing.

The melodious sound of the flute slowly flowed from his lips, ups and downs, like a faint sadness hovering in his heart, like weeping, complaining, whispering, exciting.

None of the people present had heard this song before, but they were all immersed in this beautiful melody, and even their breathing eased a lot. Even the ignorant Kang Ge'er was quietly nestling in his mother's arms, listening carefully to the song he had never heard before. An unheard melody.

Jiang Shanqing's skills can't be said to be superb, they are only at the level of beginners, but the artistic conception expressed by the song has made everyone ignore his skills.

At the end of the song, everyone still didn't wake up from the aftertaste of the melody. It was Kang Geer who reacted the fastest and slapped his little hand loudly, which made everyone suddenly understand.

"Brother Shanqing, what kind of tune are you playing? It's really nice! I've never heard such a nice tune." Li Meier asked admiringly, with a look of aftertaste still on her face.

"The original scenery of my hometown is my mother's favorite piece of music." Jiang Shanqing put down his flute and replied with a look of reminiscence.

"This song is nice, but I've never heard it played before." Mrs. Li also smacked her lips, giving a rare compliment.

"Mother, how many tunes can we hear on a daily basis? Maybe it's a tune handed down from the previous dynasty. The melody is so good, the composer must be extraordinary." Li Yan couldn't help but praise.

Everyone praised the song in a hurry, and soon forgot about Jiang Shanqing who was playing the flute. Only Li Meier noticed that he was a little depressed.

Li Meier walked up to him and asked softly, "Brother Shanqing, do you miss your mother?"

Jiang Shanqing turned his head to one side, pursed his lips, and replied stubbornly: "No."

Li Meier smiled slightly, stroked his head with her hand, and said softly: "If you really miss your mother, just treat me as your mother for a while, do you think I look like your mother when I touch you like this?"

Jiang Shanqing turned his head expressionlessly, with unfriendly eyes, "I think you are taking advantage of me, get your claws off my head quickly."

Li Meier smiled sarcastically, then withdrew her hand, seeing that Jiang Shanqing had returned to her usual appearance, she was relieved.

"Mei Meier, it's our turn, and I'm missing you." After the aftertaste of the flute song passed, Li Yan looked at his daughter with a smile and said.

"Let me fold it for you, in case you cheat." Jiang Shanqing took the origami from Li Meier's hand, and prepared to avenge his personal revenge.

Li Meier looked at the origami in Jiang Shanqing's hand, thought for a while and said, "Dong, take a look." She remembered that there was a penny reward written there.

Jiang Shanqing looked at the origami in his hand, suddenly threw it away and said, "To prevent you from cheating, I think it's better to refold a piece of paper."

Li Meier was very angry, but there was nothing she could do. She watched Jiang Shanqing rewrite a piece of origami, and asked with her lips raised, "It's still Dong, how about it?"

Li Meier immediately shook her head, "No, go south." She decided to take a gamble that her luck would not be so bad.

Jiang Shanqing folded it six times slowly, and then showed everyone what was written on it, "Like a dog bark."

Li Meier's face turned red immediately, she didn't want to bark like a dog, it's so embarrassing!
Others laughed when they saw it, Mrs. Jiang covered her lips and laughed happily, Li Yan looked at her daughter sympathetically, Mrs. Li smiled and waited for the show, but Brother Kang had already clapped his little hands and barked, "Dog! Dog! !"

Li Meier glared at Jiang Shanqing, and then reluctantly yelled a few times.

"It's too light, I didn't hear it." Jiang Shanqing picked out his ears, obviously not wanting to let Li Meier go so easily.

Li Mei'er's face turned red with anger, so she decided to go all out, and yelled "Wow, woof" several times.

Everyone laughed again, and the atmosphere was many times more enthusiastic than before.

(End of this chapter)