Please, come home and practice the piano

Chapter 865 125. When Sichuan cuisine meets classical piano

They left as soon as they said they would. The teacher and the student put on thick clothes and were about to set off when the car ran to shovel the poop for Ba Wan.

"Just take it down with you."
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There is a large supermarket near the community, which closes at 10 pm.

The teacher and student went around and bought a lot of snacks.

Xiaoche bought Xiaoche's, and Li Ang bought Li Ang's.

The car stopped after passing a row of shelves selling towels and slippers.

"What's wrong?" Li An asked.

"Teacher, please wait for me." The weather was cold, and the house was cold. Dingzi was still wearing summer flip-flops. Xiaoche thought to himself and stopped next to a row of furry men's slippers.

She turned it over left and right, looked up and down, and even put her hands in to feel it, looking very carefully.

Li An didn't ask much and just watched Xiaoche choosing. He knew that Xiaoche was definitely not choosing for him because it was very warm in their room.

Finally, Xiaoche chose a pair of blue slippers that could cover the entire ankle. They were made of corduroy and had no other patterns. He thought Nail would definitely like them.

But when I looked at the price, it was a bit expensive, costing eighty yuan.

Eighty dollars for a pair of slippers. Xiao Che couldn’t accept it at first, but then she took out her cell phone.

At this time, Li An came over and asked, "What do you mean?"

"It's a bit expensive." Xiaoche muttered as he opened Pinxixi. "My house is cold. I want to buy a pair of slippers for Dingzi."

Li An glanced at the phone on the car again and said directly: "Don't search it."

As he said this, he put the slippers unloaded from the cart into his shopping cart.

"No need, teacher!" He put down his phone immediately, but when Xiaoche reached out to grab it, Li An had already thrown the shopping basket to the other side.

"Don't argue. Nail gave me so many delicious things, so I'm giving him a pair of slippers. It's reasonable. Let's go."

Seeing the teacher continue to walk forward, Xiaoche said in his heart, put away his phone and followed him, "Thank you, teacher."

Li An suddenly said, "Why don't we go to your house now?"

Xiaoche: "Ah? Now?"

Li An: "It's not even ten o'clock yet. We will be there at half past ten at the latest."

Xiaoche was of course happy. Ever since Dingzi moved to her house to recuperate his leg, she has never lived at home again. She didn't go back the week before last, and she went back to take a look last week. She may not go back this week.

Now that the teacher said so, she was 100% willing in her heart. She knew that the teacher also wanted her to go back for a while, but if it wasn't for the slippers bought for Dingzi, the teacher might not have suggested this idea. After all, it was too late.

She was very hesitant for a moment. She wanted to go back, but she didn't want to trouble the teacher. So she decided not to go tonight. She would just find time to go back and bring the slippers to Dingzi the next day or the day after tomorrow.

"Teacher, you're back too late." said Xiaoche.

Li An: "He will definitely be back before 11:30. If we go at this time, your dad will have finished his work. We can chat for a while. I didn't have enough to eat this afternoon."

Xiaoche: "Then~"

Li Anle: "Hurry up and seize the time!"

The teacher and the student hurried to pay the bill. The cart cost forty-two dollars, and including the slippers with nails, Li Ang spent one hundred and sixty dollars.
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If you want to go faster, you should drive yourself.

Before returning the car to Xu Li tomorrow, Li An plans to take the car for another ride tonight.

He has been driving Xu Li's car basically this week. When he met Xu Li yesterday, she was driving Xiaohu's grandfather's car, which made him feel a little embarrassed, although he was indeed busy running back and forth this week.

So during the period before buying the car, he tried not to drive Xu Li's car unless it was necessary.

After a week of training, Li An's driving skills have improved significantly.

At least he no longer gripped the steering wheel so tightly, and he felt much more relaxed sitting in the driver's seat.

"How is it, have my driving skills improved?" he asked.

"Yeah!" The car in the passenger seat nodded vigorously.

"Then what are you laughing at?" Li An asked again.

Xiaoche: “Happy!”

Li Anxin said, that’s good.

With a step on the accelerator, the car quickly passed through the intersection of Jiangbei Avenue. At this moment, Li An felt that he was very handsome.

It’s so fun to drive.
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Li An did not ask Xiaoche to tell his family in advance. When the two arrived at the store door, Sang Ping was wiping the table in the store, and there was no one else in the front hall.

Sang Ping was just sighing that business was not very good tonight when she heard some noise behind her. She turned around and saw that it was Teacher Li and Linlin.

"Hurry up," Sang Ping didn't know whether to call the old car first or pour tea for Teacher Li first, "Teacher Li, please sit down!"

Lao Che, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, heard his wife's voice, immediately put down his work, wiped his hands on the apron, and ran out.

Isn’t it that Teacher Li and Linlin are back?

"Quick, pour the tea!"

Sang Ping said, "Hurry up, Linlin, let the teacher sit down."

Xiaoche said with a smile, "Dad, the teacher didn't eat enough this afternoon," and then ran to the bar to find Zhizhi.

Li An said quickly: "No, no, Linlin said she wanted to come back for a walk so we came here, don't bother."

"Very soon." Lao Che put away the cigarette he had just taken out, "Linlin, call Dingzi and ask him to come down." After saying that, he looked at Li An again, "Is there nothing else to do in a while?"

Li An: "I'm taking a break tonight, so let's just make two dishes and have a chat. Don't let the nails fall down."

At this time, Sang Ping brought the brewed tea and said, "The doctor told him not to lie down all day. He is well now and can even go downstairs to buy cigarettes by himself."

Li An: "Hahaha, that's fine."

Lao Che: "Drink a few sips?"

Li An: "It's really not possible today. I drove here."

After a while, Dingzi appeared at the door of the store with a crutch.

"Hey, Mr. Li, you're here to see me again!"

Nails also have a kind of magic. It seems that whenever they grin, it is as if the sun has come out.

Xiaoche held Zhizhi in his arms and said disdainfully, "Show off, come in quickly."

Nail: "Tsk tsk, look how good you are~"

Li An: "Don't worry, Dingzi and I will go out and smoke one first."

Sang Ping: "Teacher Li, you can just smoke in your room!"

Li An: “That won’t work.”

Having said that, he went out with Dingzi.

She played with Zhizhi in the car in the house for a while, and then she was going to help wash the dishes. As a result, she put Zhizhi down, and Zhizhi started crying and held on to her without letting go.

Even if Sang Ping came over, it was no use, Zhizhi just wouldn't let go.

"Squeak, squeak, be good, yo yo yo ~"

Seeing this, Xiao Che had no choice but to give up, "Auntie Sang, you are busy, I will just hold her."

Sang Ping laughed and sighed, "You don't know, I don't know what happened the night before last, I had to look for my sister, no one else could help."

Xiaoche smiled, took Zhizhi's little hand and rubbed it on his face, "Call me sister."

Squeak: "Giegie~"

Xiaoche shook his head: "No, it's sister, sister!"

The next second, Zhizhi laughed like a little Maitreya Buddha, waving his little hands with great joy.
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The old car in the kitchen smelled of fumes, and two people outside the store were smoking cigarettes.

"Huh?" Hearing that Dingzi was researching how to make short videos recently, Li An thought it was good. There was always something to do. "Any results?"

Dingzi took out his phone and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm still learning how to edit videos, so they are very rough. Take a look."

Li An took the phone and looked at it, "Is this the kitchen?"

Nail: "No, no, in this kitchen, my idea is to add classical music to the cooking process."

At this moment, in the video, the back of the nail knife hit hard, and music sounded with a "click", accompanied by the scene of chopped garlic falling from the sky onto the chopping board.

"Yes, yes, the rhythm is very good, and the picture is very artistic." Ang Lee said truthfully, "The music is also well chosen, Paganini."

The next second, "Isn't this played by her?"

Nail: “Hey, I secretly recorded it before.”

Li An nodded, looked at it for a while, and said, "Nail, I think you can try it. Classical piano plus Sichuan cuisine, has anyone done it online?"

Dingzi: "No, Mr. Li, I want to give it a try. I can use this time to learn some other skills. It would be best if I can bring some business to the store. If I can't bring any business, at least I can edit videos, and maybe I can use it in the future."

"Are you okay? I've actually been wanting to ask you about this for a long time."

Ang Lee: "That's great. Just do what you want to do. Just say whatever you want to say. For example, in the video, you made the maoxuewang with music and turned the ingredients into a dish step by step. I think this process is very artistic. In my eyes, it is no longer an ordinary maoxuewang. It exudes the Mediterranean style of Genoa, a good port."

Dingzi was very excited: "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, what is good and what is style."

Ang Lee explained: "The author of this music is Paganini, an Italian who was born in the good port of Genoa, close to the Mediterranean Sea."

Dingzi got it immediately after listening to it. Using Teacher Li's description, he also felt that the dish had an indescribable feeling, probably the sense of art.

"Thank you, Teacher Li! I will definitely work hard!"

"Come on, maybe this small shop can really flourish in your hands."

Dingzi was so excited after receiving the affirmation from Teacher Li. He felt that the matter was half done, and the remaining half was the path he must follow firmly in the future.

"Teacher Li, do you have any suitable classical music recommendations?"

"Nail, you are the one who made the dish, so only you know what you want your customers to taste and experience with it, so only you can find the music that matches the dish."

Dingzi realized something again: "Thank you, Teacher Li."

Li An waved his hand and said, "Just listen to more. There is so much classical music. Maybe one day you will find inspiration from that melody. Let me give you a range first. Start with the works of the Romantic period. You can ask Che Lin for details and see if she has any composers to recommend to you."

Nail: “Yeah!”

Li Anle: "Don't be so excited, take your time."

Dingzi scratched his head and sighed after a long while, "Don't worry if you laugh at me, since Linlin entered junior high school, I feel like she has really grown up. She is no longer like a little girl. At that time, I felt that my job was to take good care of her. Now, suddenly I don't know what else I can do besides cooking. I don't know what to say."

Lee Ang: "Life has lost its purpose."

Dingzi: "Yes, I lost my goal all of a sudden, but now I have found my goal again, and I am very happy. In fact, I was almost depressed the week after my leg was broken. I always felt that I had become a useless person and couldn't work. I needed others to take care of me, which was very uncomfortable."

Li An patted Ding Zi on the shoulder and said, "Everyone has accidents sometimes, and it's not others who take care of you, but your family. If your master had a car accident, would you think it's too much trouble to take care of your master while running the restaurant?"

Dingzi nodded: "Teacher Li, thank you. Linlin sent me a message the other day saying that she seemed to have two homes."

Li An smiled: "It seems to have gone."

Dingzi grinned, Li An raised his head, and the sky seemed to be bright again.

"Eat, eat."
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The pleasant midnight snack time passed quickly. The five of us sat together, talking, eating and laughing, just like a family.

Lao Che cooked two dishes, twice-cooked pork and mapo tofu, and Sang Ping boiled a pot of milk for Xiao Che.

During this time, Xiaoche sat next to Sang Ping holding Zhizhi, whispering to Sang Ping from time to time. I don’t know what this special mother and daughter talked about occasionally, and they would laugh together.

They both laughed, and Zhizhi laughed too.

Later, Zhizhi fell asleep in her sister's arms.

Before leaving, Li An did not say that there was a pair of men's cotton slippers in the bag he brought, and Xiaoche did not say it either.

On the way back, Xiaoche sent a voice message to Dingzi: The teacher bought you a pair of slippers, they are in that white bag, put them on quickly.

A minute later, Dingzi sent a voice message back: Thank you, Mr. Li! I put it on, it's very warm!

Xiaoche pressed the voice button again, and Li An said: You're welcome. Linlin picked it out for you. Is it the right size?

Then the nail replied: "That seems a little small."

Xiaocheqi: "I'll just squeeze you to death!"

There was laughter and joy along the way, and when Li An passed by a gas station, he filled up his tank again.

After parking the car in Xu Li's parking space, the teacher and student walked out of the community.

The car bounced in front, casting shadows under the street lights. Li An followed behind. When they got home, they washed up one after another, said good night to each other, and went back to their respective rooms.

Teacher Chen Xiaomi said tonight: I have an idea.

"Ang Lee, how do you use the flute to reflect the sound effects of traditional Chinese folk music in modern works? How many points do you have?"

"Out of ten, six points at the moment."

"Passed?"

“I think it’s passable.”

"Ok, good night!"

"and many more."

"how?"

"A kiss."

"An old couple is still doing this, muamuamuamua, I'll go look up the information."
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The next day, Xiaoche woke up before the alarm went off.

After sitting in the dark wrapped in the quilt for a while, she finally overcame the deep sleepiness and began to change her clothes.

He quietly went to the bathroom to wash up, then walked into the kitchen with Ba Wan following him.

When Li An walked out of the bedroom, the dining table was already filled with breakfast.

"Hey? Omelette, millet porridge, boiled eggs, what are these?"

Xiaoche came out of the kitchen carrying two small portions of pickled vegetables. "Good morning, teacher. This is the chicken salad I bought last night."

"Wow, this is such a rich meal." Li An asked, "What time did you get up?"

Xiaoche chuckled and said, "Six o'clock."

It's almost eight o'clock now, which means the car has been busy for two hours. "Okay."

What could Li An say? He had already agreed with Xiao Bei to have breakfast together. Originally, he meant to wait for Xiao Bei to come and then they would go out to eat together.

At this moment, Ba Wan suddenly rushed towards the entrance, and then there was a unique knock on the door.

Xiaobei has a special way of knocking on the door: he uses his palm.

Li An was about to open the door, but Xiao Che got there first, "Teacher, let me do it!"

So Ang Lee lowered his head and smelled the egg pancake. It smelled so good.

"Senior Sister!!"

Ji Yang is here too?
Li An turned around and saw the three sisters had already walked into the living room.

I haven't seen you for a long time. Xiaobei has really lost weight.

"teacher!"

The voice is still the same, cute~