Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 304 5. Ins and Outs, Ding Ding's Clues
"Know a few."

Li An calmly picked up Kuaiyu and fed it into his mouth again. He could tell that there was something in his father's words.

"What's the matter, dad?" he asked.

Then Lao Li told Li An about the history of Huo Yazi's several visits to his house some time ago.

"Look what's going on." Lao Li fell silent after speaking.

Li An nodded and understood.

"Mom, get me some toilet paper."

After receiving the paper handed over by Mama An, Li An sniffed and wiped the sweat on his forehead. It was really spicy. The spicy pepper here is different from the spicy pepper in Rongcheng, and it is choking.

Looking at Papa An, "What relative?"

What the old man said was a bit vague. The general meaning was that the grandson of his grandpa's nephew would take the art test next year, and he couldn't figure out the way. The child's father, that is, a certain cousin of his, had found him.

He doesn't have any impression of this cousin, but he knows who his father is, and whoever comes to ask for help, he likes to take care of everything. people,

In the memory left by the original owner, he was extremely disgusted with his father's behavior of being a good old man, and naturally he had a worse impression of those relatives who asked to come.

This somewhat affected his inner feelings when he heard about Li Fu, but he is not the original owner after all, and it is reasonable for relatives to help each other. Before he really understands these relatives, He prefers to believe that what he sees is not what the original owner left behind, but in view of the time spent with his father, he thinks that his father is suspected to be that kind of good old man.

So it is necessary for him to ask first, "Have you promised?"

"No no."

Lao Li quickly shook his head, "I don't want to ask you about this first, Li Fu, when you were young, you followed the people in the village to tell you not to lose your teeth, don't care, and even took you to run and play on the mountain."

Seeing that his son had been silent for a long time, he paused and stubbed out the cigarette butt, "Your mother's social security payment is paid by brother."

Li An frowned slightly, the original owner really didn't remember this matter.

In this way, I owe favors to other people's families.

I probably knew it in my heart, "Father, don't worry about small things."

The stone in Lao Li's heart finally sank when he heard his son's words, and he was worried that Li An would not be able to help with this matter.

Seeing that the old couple felt a sense of relief, Li Anxin smiled and just told him no to this matter earlier, it seemed like a big deal.

Otherwise, when he went to see Qi Yunsong today, he could also ask about the art examination trends of his hometown in the past two years.

"Come on, Dad, continue."

Li An loves to drink, but he also divides time, and socializing is limited, but he is happy to drink with his father, and he is willing to drink more.

The two were chatting about this year while drinking, and Lao Li jokingly asked Li An how much his salary has risen now, and Li An also replied jokingly, earning 2 yuan a month. .

He bragged again, and Lao Li believed it again.

Three people, four dishes, all eaten cleanly.

Mom really likes to eat fish, he can see that dad is actually a mediocre drinker.

Maybe it was great when I was young.

Of course, no one is old yet.

Otherwise how would they grow up.

After drinking and eating, Li An wanted to clean up, but was stopped by An's mother again.

If you can't stand my mother, Li An can only give up.

Finally, I accompanied my parents to watch the TV series about the little widow. After the episode was broadcast, Lao Li was a little bit unsatisfied.

Li An thought about turning on a digital TV for his family, so that his father could enjoy watching it all at once.

"Father, give me Li Fu's phone number."

Li An didn't like to owe favors. The favors owed by the old couple had now become the favors he owed. Now that he knew about this, he had to act.

After receiving Li Fu's call, Li An went back to his bedroom and called him.

beep - beep -

After two calls, the phone was connected, and a high-pitched male voice sounded more nasal than accent, "Happy Chinese New Year, Teacher Li, haha."

"Don't don't."

Li An smiled and called the other party in the way that brothers in the original owner's hometown greeted each other during the New Year, "Happy New Year, third brother."

Then he cut straight to the point, "I want to ask about the child's school entrance examination, what is the name of the teacher you are looking for in Yanjing?"

Li Fu on the other end of the phone didn't have ink marks either. When he saw the strange number in Rongcheng just now, he knew it must be Li An calling him.

"My surname is Lei, and my name is Lei Dongping. I'm a saxophone professor at Yanjing Conservatory of Music."

Lei Dongping, Yan Yuan, Professor Sachs.

Li An memorized these key words, and then asked a few simple questions, Li Fu's answer was also very short.

Li An asked whatever the other party answered, no nonsense.

"How long has the child been studying?"

"I studied with the teacher at the school for half a year, and took classes for five months, and almost a year of study, without interruption"

"Okay, I know."

For more specific details, I will wait until the meeting to elaborate, "Then let's do this first brother, let's talk about the details when we meet."

On the phone, "Okay, okay, Anzi, hurry up and talk about it tomorrow, let's meet tomorrow, don't talk about it just now, your elder brother, when will you and your third father and third mother come down tomorrow?"

Li An: "There is still some work at home in the morning, so it will be afternoon."

After a few words of politeness, Li An hung up the phone and called Teacher Chen.
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Regarding the fact that this nephew wanted to go to Yanjing for the exam, he first had to be sure about the role of the child's current teacher, that is, the Yenching professor Lei Dongping recommended by the introducer.

There are masters and professors everywhere in Yanjing. If you think that the other party can call a few foreigners in a magnificent concert hall and give a master class, the other party is some kind of powerful character, then you are very wrong.

Not to mention Yanjing, anywhere in the country, as long as you have some contacts and are willing to spend some money, he can do this.

If the teacher your child is looking for in Yanjing is a parallel importer, then cut off contact as soon as possible, and promise that no matter how beautiful it is, it will be a mirror image, and in the end it will only cheat the child, wasting money and wasting time.

If the teacher is reliable, then this matter can continue to be studied.

Chen Xuan understood the ins and outs of the matter, and asked Li An to wait for a while.

About 5 minutes later, Chen Xuan called back.

"This Mr. Lei is an in-service professor of Yan Academy, but he is not from the orchestra department, but from music studies, and he is not a saxophone player, but a clarinet player. I asked a junior sister who is currently studying in Yan Academy."

Then this information cannot be faked, Li An probably understood in his heart, "Thank you, you didn't tell her that you asked for me, did you?"

Chen Xuan: "I'm not stupid, and she didn't ask too much."

Li Ang: "Okay, how about we make a video?"

Chen Xuan complained: "I have to sleep with my mother later, I won't be able to sleep at home tonight."

Ang Lee: "Understood."

Chen Xuan: "Are you drinking again?"

Li An: "Well, I have a drink with my dad."

Chen Xuan: "Then you should go to bed early too, let's not talk, my mother is here, good night."

Li An heard a middle-aged woman's voice coming from the receiver, and then the phone was hung up.

[-]: Good night Xiaomi

Li An put down his phone and went to wash up. An's mother was busy tidying up in the kitchen.

"Good night mom."

Going back to the bedroom and lying on the bed, Li An felt that the ceiling was spinning, then picked up the diary next to the pillow, turned his eyes twice, and was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

So turn off the lights and go to bed.

He wanted to pee before bed, but was really lazy.

Silent all night.

When it was dim outside the window, he opened his eyes in a daze, got up and got out of bed, supported the writing desk beside the bed, and rushed to the bathroom.

The lights were on in the kitchen and the living room, and the old couple didn't know what to whisper.

"Anzi still sleeps, don't sleep, wash up and have breakfast."

An's voice then came from the living room.

After urinating for 30 seconds, Li An felt that it was impossible for him to catch up with the dream just now.

Because at this moment, I don’t know who is setting off firecrackers outside, crackling.

Li An hadn't heard this kind of movement before. Hearing this, it also aroused some of his childhood memories. Isn't Chinese New Year just about setting off firecrackers and collecting lucky money?

After washing his face seriously, Li An walked out of the bathroom in good spirits. On the way back to the bedroom to get the red envelope, he subconsciously glanced at the kitchen stove, then stopped and turned into the kitchen.

Stopping in front of the stove, his eyes fell on the two used bowls, one of which still had some soup left in it, isn't this the pot of noodles from last night?
For a moment, he couldn't help but think of the jar of hairy beef sauce that he threw away with his own hands, and his nose ached.

It's as if the jar of meat sauce was spoiled by myself, and my heart is full of mixed feelings, not the taste.

Lifting his head and taking a deep breath, he felt the breath coming up from his chest.

Ouch, he doesn't know what to say to his parents. It's not necessary to eat the pot noodles last night.

"Anzi."

An's mother's voice came next, Li An hurriedly took a breath, and then turned around to answer.

Then he went back to the bedroom and took out the two red envelopes he had prepared, went to the living room and handed them to the old couple generously.

"Mom and Dad, Happy New Year."

The old couple was tying something when they saw their son handing over a red envelope.

Old Li: "We don't want it."

An's mother also said: "What do we want to do with this, take it and save it for ourselves."

Li An couldn't help but stuff each of them into the hands of the old couple.

Lao Li grinned, looked at the red envelope in his hand and smiled, then handed it to Mama An, "If I give it to you, take the flowers."

An's mother thought that she was saving her son's money anyway, so she continued, "Go and eat something."

Li An glanced at the dining table, and there were two golden fried oil cakes on the plate, egg soup in the bowl, and the kimchi pickled by An Ma in the small plate between the plate and the bowl.

He didn't ask the two if they had eaten.

Sitting down, he picked up the pancakes and started chewing them. They were so delicious. He wanted to bring some to Chen Xuan when he returned to Rongcheng.

The more he chewed, the more delicious it became. As he chewed, he couldn't help thinking about what Qi Yunsong told him yesterday.

master class.

I don't know who set off firecrackers outside the window. The sound of this family's cannons has not subsided, and another family's cannons sounded again, accompanied by the laughter of children running.

Seeing that his father was about to go down to set off the cannon with a whip in his arms, Li An lifted the bowl and raised his head to dry the soup in the bowl, then put down the bowl and was about to go out.

"Father, I'll come."

Not only did daddy's voice become more and more fluent, but he didn't even care about his clothes. He picked up his mobile phone and went back to the bedroom. He picked up the old coat that the original owner called "work clothes" from the hanger, and put it on. Then I went downstairs, and the long johns were exposed.

At the entrance of the unit, a group of children watched from a distance. Li An squatted and slowly stretched out the cigarette end to the twister of the firecracker. When he saw the phosphorescent fire, he got up and ran away.

The funny appearance made the children burst into laughter, and the laughter became clearer amidst the crackling cannons.

With a shake in his pocket, he took out his phone.

A voice message.

Xu Li: Teacher, the Year of the Tiger is auspicious, hehe.

Not bad.

After listening to Wang Xiaohu's New Year's greeting voice, Li Anxin smiled. After he got angry last time, Wang Xiaohu knew that he had spoken softly. This is because before the change, he was appointed to say this sentence at the top of his voice.

Looking at the group of small children beside him in a blink of an eye, Li An was a little bit missing Rongcheng, and he didn't know if other than Wang Xiaohu, the other little ones had woken up.

With a thought, Li An opened the panel and took a look.

As he expected, except for Che Lin who practiced the piano for three hours yesterday, the rest didn't touch the piano.

Then he opened the classroom and took a look. The countdown on Xiao Ji's head was 146 hours and 42 minutes.

According to the system prompt that night, when the countdown reaches zero, the rewards generated by Ji Yang's teacher-student index reaching 100 will be generated.

What will it be? This time he said that he is not looking forward to it is pure self-deception, he is looking forward to it, or to describe it more precisely, he hopes to know what this reward is.
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Ding——Student Ji Yang's teacher-student index reaches 100, and the countdown to system reward generation begins now.
Ding——The student teacher-student index reaches 100, and the teaching grocery store function is activated.
As the first student whose teacher-student index reached 100, Ji Yang not only brought Li An an unknown reward, but also opened a new system function - the teaching grocery store.

It's just that like Ji Yang's reward, the grocery store is currently in the process of being renovated.

No kidding, in the small area in the upper left corner of the cartoon classroom, hammers are beating and shovels are shoveling the dirt. On the dusty ruins, a model of a small shop is appearing little by little, and a countdown is also displayed on it. 256 hours left.

"Go up."

When the old man's voice came from the side, Li An closed the panel and followed into the unit door.

What will be sold in the teaching grocery store, let him say now, it is whatever, toss with the system.

Compared with the opening of this new function, he wants to see the progress bar above Ji Yang's head go through sooner.

When he heard this system prompt that night, he still can't describe his feeling at that time.

He didn't know what prompted Ji Yang to suddenly break through the shackles of 99 at that point in time, but he knew one thing, the teacher and student had experienced a lot together during Ji Yang's art exam.

"Paste the couplets with your father."

An Ma has already prepared couplets and tools.

Li An went back to the bedroom and took off his clothes. When he came out, the kitchen stove was clean.
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Setting off firecrackers, posting couplets, and serving dumplings are the order of work for Lao Li's family on New Year's Eve morning.

The father and the father are posting pairs here, and An's mother is preparing to make dumplings in the kitchen.

After eating the dumplings at noon, it was time for the family to set off on the road back to Grandpa Li An's house.

Tonight, all the people of Lao Li's family will gather in a big courtyard to welcome the moment when the New Year arrives.

New Year's Eve is extremely important to every Chinese.

On this day, people prepare to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, set off firecrackers to drive away Nian beasts, paste blessing characters to pray for good weather, and eat reunion dinners to imply a family reunion. Customs vary from place to place, whether it is worshiping gods and ancestors, or dancing dragons and lions, they are all the same. A kind of spiritual sustenance.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the family of three drove to the small intersection where the village head entered the village.

Outside the car window is a small pond with a layer of porcelain white ice. Li An has a little impression of this. One year during Chinese New Year, he and a few cousins ​​were skating on it, but fell into the ice hole.

After getting out of the car and looking along the path, Li An felt a moment of tranquility.

It's like returning to his own grandparents' house, at the foot of the same mountain, in the same small village.

In this situation, the tune of Yunxiang's memory rang in his ears.

If you let him play now, maybe he won't show off his skills so much anymore.

Following behind his parents, Li An unconsciously felt a call from the bottom of his heart against the melody that the mountain wind blew in his ears.

(End of this chapter)