The little green plum in Song Shao's arms is so sultry

Chapter 65 The Mysterious Guest
But when they finished talking, Yu Sheng came to walk with her, and Qiao Anan could clearly feel that Yu Sheng's mood seemed not so active, and his eyes were downcast, and he didn't know what he was thinking about?
"Why did you play the piano just now?" Qiao Anan asked carefully after a long time to make sure that Yu Sheng would not feel sad about her question.

Yu Sheng was a little puzzled: "Why can't I play the piano?"

Qiao Anan hesitated to speak, so he could only slowly spit out: "I heard from Mr. Qiu that you wouldn't touch that guqin until you were sad, and the only time you played the piano was after your elder brother murdered you. played."

Yu Sheng couldn't help laughing, seeing that the person sent to communicate with them was far away, so she quietly pulled Joan Ann aside, and whispered in her ear: "That was indeed a misunderstanding. "

I still remember that because I and Yu Mu made a big hole in the water pipe under the fountain that used to irrigate the garden behind the manor, I poured a heart-warming chill on a friend of Grandpa Qiu who came to see the flowers. At that time, Yu Sheng came back from studying in France, and when he heard that Yu Sheng and Yu Mu were at Mr. Qiu's place, he made a special trip to visit him.

In the end, he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the door, he would run into a prank played by Yu Sheng and Yu Mu together, and he would also be doused into a drowned rat.

Looking at the Yu Mu brothers and sisters who were laughing, they directly punished them with black faces for digging bamboo shoots for three months, and Yu Sheng was like a great god during the process.

At that time, it happened that Yu Sheng was in the early rebellious period, so Mr. Yu quietly pulled her aside and cooperated with her: "My dear Sheng, who do you love the most in Grandpa Qiu?"

Without even thinking about it, Yu Sheng replied directly: "Me!"

Mr. Yu nodded in satisfaction: "Then who does Xiao Sheng hate the most?"

This time, Yu Sheng directly gritted his teeth and said, "Yu Sheng."

Seeing that his plan was about to succeed, Mr. Yu chuckled: "Then Xiao Sheng, let's make a deal, shall we?"

Mr. Yu gave Yu Sheng a small electronic device, and said quietly to Yu Sheng: "You put this thing under Grandpa Qiu's discarded guqin, and then Grandpa will teach your elder brother a lesson for you?"

Yu Sheng agreed without hesitation. Seeing Mr. Yu's smiling shadow getting farther and farther away, she naively believed in this old man who even lied to his granddaughter.

It was a small robot that could automatically tune the piano, it was fireproof, waterproof and sunproof, and would automatically move on the strings in the middle of the night. When his servants found out, they pretended to be sad and played on the guqin.

Time has passed so long, and the electronic configuration has probably been broken long ago. When she reunited with her old place, she had the idea of ​​playing a song again, but this time it was different from when she was a child. She didn't have that naughty mind. Seriously play a song for yourself.

Qiao Anan asked again strangely: "Your grandfather and Mr. Qiu, where did such a big grievance come from?"

Yu Sheng thought about it, and then remembered the reason from the grievances he had with his grandfather and Mr. Qiu: "It seems that when they were in college, Mr. Qiu punched my grandfather."

Qiao Anan laughed twice: "Your grandfather is very vengeful."

Yu Sheng shook his head: "No, he will take revenge, because of his status, few people dare to provoke him, especially because he has a good memory. Over the years, he has caught Mr. Qiu, and Mr. Qiu is also a violent person. , the two of you just come and go and fight and fight until you get old."

"Isn't your family from a literary family? Do you also play these violent things?"

Yu Sheng laughed: "From the time my great-grandfather started business, the word literature has not much to do with us, except Qing Feng, a poet who still has some literati in his bones, even the generations of The family tradition and family precepts were all brought by my mother from my grandfather who taught.

My second brother and I can still be disciplined by my elder brother and my parents on weekdays. My grandfather is the oldest in the Yu family, so there is no one to take care of us. "

Mr. Qiu seemed to really have guests coming today. There were five sets of bowls and chopsticks on the dining table. Crisp and sour bamboo shoots.

The rice is uniformly rice with crab roe paste, and the rice is almost invisible when the crab meat is full. Mr. Qiu greeted them to sit down at the table, and asked Qiao Anan with a smile: "Did Shenger take you to my garden just now?" Right? How about it?"

Qiao An'an was salivating at the table full of dishes, so she didn't even bother to listen to what Mr. Qiu had to say, and waited anxiously for the chef to bring over the dishes one by one.

Most of the meals on the table are meat-based, and the roast lamb is placed in the center. There is a plate in front of each person, and there is a roast suckling pig that has been poured with sauce.

Further inside is seafood. Almost every famous seafood that can be called is cooked in the most delicious way, and then sprinkled with seasonings.

"Old man Qiu, do you eat like this every meal?" Qiao Anan couldn't help asking, the table was also very big, and almost had to use the walkie-talkie to talk to the other side.

Yu Sheng answered for the old man: "This is just the standard for treating guests. Grandpa Qiu can't eat like this. On weekdays, he eats simple food and drink a meal of braised pork with white wine every day."

Mr. Qiu stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Sheng'er came back to her grandfather Qiu's place for the first time, so I have to make the state banquet standard for Sheng'er, but unfortunately there are not enough materials, so I can't make it for Sheng'er according to the highest grade. "

"That's pure waste," Yu Sheng said with a faint smile, "I can't eat so much."

"There are three of us in total, why did we set up five pairs of bowls and chopsticks? Which two people didn't come? When can we start eating?" Hunger made Qiao Anan ask such a series of questions. She looked at the feast of delicious food on the table, But he still has to observe the etiquette and wait for the arrival of the last two guests.

"There is only one guest coming, but Grandpa Qiu has been refusing to tell me the identity of the person who came." Yu Sheng glanced at old man Qiu and said slowly: "The old man thinks four pairs of bowls and chopsticks are unlucky, and let people add them again." one pair."

Old Man Qiu said with a smile, "This man has something to do with you, Sheng'er."

"With me?" Yu Sheng was puzzled. She had just returned to China not long ago, and many people around her didn't inform her. Generally speaking, there were only a handful of people she knew, and even fewer people who knew Mr. Qiu.

But Mr. Qiu still maintained a mysterious attitude, stroked his beard, and giggled: "Sheng'er, the person here is a very high-status person who matches you."

(End of this chapter)