at first i just wanted to sing

Chapter 42 Jewelry
Xu Xian entered the house of his grandparents, and the grandma held the hand of the eldest grandson, which made him happy.

When the predecessor was a child, he spent more time at his grandfather and grandparents' house than at his own. He inherited the memory and emotions of the original body, so he was naturally very close to the two old people.

Especially grandma, Xu Xian is the heart of the old man. Even when he was in Yanjing, Xu Xian and his parents could not contact each other for a month, but grandma couldn't, she had to call every week.

Father Xu was busy with dinner, grandma pulled Xu Xian into her bedroom, took out a red book from under the pillow, a passbook from a certain bank, and stuffed it into Xu Xian's hand.

Xu Xian didn't want it, "What are you doing, I'm not short of money."

Grandma has silver hair and is well maintained. She grew up in a small theater troupe and her voice is also very pleasant, "Nonsense, I heard that you are in a relationship, and you are still a lady from a rich family. Grandma doesn't care how you get along, but nothing will happen." Let the girl spend money, take it, and buy her something."

The tip of Xu Xian's nose was sore, and it was hard to convince grandma that Xu Xian could really make money. She put away the passbook, and took out a set of jewelry boxes with a sense of age from the cabinet and handed them to Xu Xian. A set of jewelry for someone else’s girl, your mother has been thinking about this set of jewelry for many years, so you don’t give it to her, but give it to my future grandson-in-law.”

Xu Xian knew that this set of jewelry from grandma was passed down from generation to generation by grandparents, not from daughter-in-law, but to mother's generation, because of the policy at that time, only mother was the only child, so this rule could no longer be kept.

Xu's mother has been thinking about this set of jewelry since she was never married. It's not about how beautiful and valuable it is, but the meaning that has been accumulated over the years and passed down from generation to generation, which fascinates her, and it is indeed very beautiful. A whole set of heads.

When Xu Xian showed up in the living room with the jewelry box, Xu's mother was very jealous and always sour. When she was a big girl, she secretly wore it a few times, but her grandmother found out later and never let her touch it again.

Grandma ignored her at all. After more than 20 years of marriage, she was still ignorant like a little girl. When she met this father and son, she didn't know how much they would suffer in other people's homes.

After the five of them had dinner, they chatted again. Father Xu has been wanting to take the old couple to live with them all these years. It would be nice to have someone to take care of them when they are older. Grandpa and grandma just don't agree.

"We don't want to go. I play mahjong with the old man during the day, and dance square dance with the old man at night. It's much more comfortable than being with you. If we don't go, we won't go." The habit of stretching out one's hand to eat and opening one's mouth may not determine who will take care of whom.

Just talking about this square dance, grandpa sighed, "It's just this square dance. It's been a long time since there's been a new trick. Bao'er, your grandpa can't tell whether your song is good or bad. It's just not suitable for dancing in the square. Can you also sing it?" Sing something suitable for square dancing."

The grandma told Xu Xian to ignore his grandfather. He didn't want to do new tricks, but he had a precious grandson who didn't know how to show off to the old man and lady he knew.

Grandpa refused to accept that I have such an excellent grandson to show off, so I played mahjong together. The old man showed off how his son was abroad all day long. His son has been abroad for three years, and he has never come back to see him or pick him up. Walk.

I have to see the opportunity to show off my grandson!
Xu Xian laughed, and told grandpa that after the new year, let your future grandson-in-law sing you a song, and tell everyone who danced that it was for grandpa and grandma.

"That's not good." Grandpa hesitated again. He watched it on the mobile phone video that day. The future grandson-in-law is a very dignified lady. How can she let others sing this kind of song.

He also knew that the songs of the square dance were not up to the mark, and would be said to be dirty, and it could be said that it was a filial piety for his grandson to send him off. Would it be demeaning to let his grandson's wife sing.

"What kind of class is not class, how can there be so much attention, then you and grandma can just dance." Xu Xian thinks about it, asking Feng Nan to sing "The Most Dazzling National Style" should be very touching, at worst, call it a few more times at night Sound sister.

If my sister loves me so much, I will definitely agree. If not, when the two become conjoined twins, I will show it a few more times every night to make my sister happy every day. I believe my sister still loves me very much.

Of course Feng Nan loves Xu Xian, the dinner has already entered the middle, everyone who should be greeted has been greeted, tonight is mainly a gathering of young people, the elders will leave as soon as they show their faces, the atmosphere is still very relaxed.

And in her capacity, even many elders who start businesses can't put on airs in front of her, let alone those of similar age, which makes her more casual.

Now she was chatting with her girlfriends, Gao Jingjing looked at Feng Nan's towering body, and swallowed enviously, "I really envy that kid Xu Xian has such a good taste."

Feng Nan drank the drink in the cup as if nothing had happened, his ears were slightly red.

Chang Xin told Gao Jingjing to talk properly, Gao Jingjing curled her lips, and straightened her skirt, "I really hate this kind of party, after a while, let's find a place to have fun."

Feng Nan refused, and she still wanted to make a video call with Xu Xian when she went back.

Speaking of Xu Xian, Gao Jingjing said that since the news that Feng Nan fell in love with a poor boy spread, many people were ready to see jokes. Who knew that the love between the two people is sweet every day, which makes people dizzy, especially the two songs last night. As soon as the poem came out, I don't know how many people were slapped in the face.

"No matter how good you sang before, they didn't feel much in their eyes. As soon as these two poems came out, they were almost blown away by those literati. Now if anyone dares to say that Xu Xian's words are not good, the saliva of those big brothers will be sprayed to death. You." Gao Jingjing patted her face exaggeratedly, "Those people don't care how much money you have, they are really scolding, and they don't even bring a single dirty word."

Feng Nan smiled. Since ancient times, literati have always been favored. All kinds of things that ordinary men do that can be criticized by words and pens, when it comes to literati, are collectively called romantic affairs. I didn't expect Xu Xian to just talk about his lovesickness on a daily basis. There are also such unexpected results.

Qiao Qiao was eating desserts in small bites. She felt that Sister Nannan's love was sweeter than these desserts. Don't mention Xu Xian's identity, even the beggars that Sister Nannan picked up from the street envied them. these girls.

I feel that Sister Nannan deserves to be her idol since she was a child, the person she admires.

From life to study to career and love, there is no one who can handle it more perfectly than her.

Chang Xin was also happy for this younger sister. She could see that neither Feng Nan nor Xu Xian were people who could be understood with common sense. All these girlfriends could do was to wish them well.

Feng Nan suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Chang Xin, "Sister Xin, after we met that day, Xu Xian wrote a song that suits you well, do you want to listen to it?"

She felt that the current environment and atmosphere were suitable for singing to Chang Xin.

Chang Xin stood there stunned.

Gao Jingjing and Qiao Qiao looked at Feng Nan, and then at Chang Xin, Qiao Qiao whispered worriedly: "Sister Xin."

Chang Xin teased her big waves, took a sip of red wine, and smiled freely, "You sing, I'll listen."

Feng Nan put down the cup in his hand, came to the center of the hall, and chatted with the pianist. The pianist got up, bent slightly, and made a gesture of invitation.

Feng Nan returned the gift, showing elegance and good upbringing. With his fingers on the keys, he smiled at Chang Xin who was standing at the bottom of the steps, "When I Wake Up, give it to my good sister."

　Recently, I spent incense with my mother on Mount Putuo, and all I posted were saved manuscripts. I have also reflected on myself in the past few days and adjusted my writing style, but the main line cannot be changed. I can only improve my writing level. I work hard
　　
　
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