Rose Manor

In the next few days, Shen Jianian went to Yan Qiusheng's mid-level villa on time to study piano.

Although she spends a long time on the road, she is happy and contented every day.

The relationship with Yan's mother is also getting closer. In order to help her relieve the stiffness of her hands and feet, Shen Jianian found some videos on the Internet suitable for the elderly to exercise and stretch, and asked her to follow them.

Yan's mother was very willing to cooperate with her, but her physical condition was too poor, her reaction was much slower than that of ordinary people, and she could never keep up with the rhythm of the teaching videos.So, Shen Jianian adjusted the playback speed to the slowest, learned it first, and then led Yan's mother to do it.

The three of them had dinner together at noon, and the table was filled with light and nutritious dishes specially prepared for patients.

Yan's mother was afraid of wronging Shen Jia Nian, so she suggested to Yan Qiusheng: "Let the chef cook more delicious dishes next time."

Before Yan Qiusheng could answer, Shen Jia Nian said, "Don't bother me. I quite like these dishes, and my usual taste is relatively light."

"You're welcome, it's no trouble." Yan's mother just thought she was being polite, "You feel comfortable eating, and I'm happy to see it."

Shen Jianian no longer rejected Yan's mother's kindness and smiled at her with curved lips.

Yan Qiusheng's clear eyes wandered between the two ladies. Seeing that they were getting along like mother and daughter, it made his biological son feel alienated.

He picked up the serving chopsticks to pick up food for his mother, and told Jia Nian to eat more. He felt relieved and happy that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Half an hour after the meal, Yan Qiusheng poured a glass of warm water and took out a medicine dispensing box. He was about to remind his mother to take medicine when she came over on her own.

Without saying a word, Yan's mother took the pill box from his hand, poured all the pills into her mouth, picked up the water glass and drank a large amount of water before swallowing it.

The mixed taste of several drugs was really unpleasant, and it was bitter to the back of the tongue after drinking it. She frowned, took out a biscuit from her pocket, took a bite and chewed it slowly, barely covering up the bitter taste.

"What kind of biscuits are you eating?" Yan Qiusheng took a careful look. The biscuit packaging bag was transparent and did not have any product information printed on it. He was not reassured.

Yan's mother took a piece out of her pocket and put it in his hand. As she ate it, she said, "Jianian's aunt made it herself. She specially prepared a sugar-free version for me."

Yan Qiusheng tore open the package and took a sip. As expected, it was not very sweet, only a strong milky aroma.

"She's very sweet to you."

"Yes." Mother Yan curled her lips in relief, "Isn't it right that I asked you to accept this disciple?"

Yan Qiusheng shook his head and laughed, walked out of the kitchen, and when passing by the piano room, he saw Shen Jia Nian inside.

Today she wore a light yellow striped sweater and white jeans. Part of her long hair was pulled up and fixed with an amber clip. The remaining part was let down. She leaned on the lounge chair by the window and raised the book to her eyes. Turning through page after page, I read the book very quickly.

Shen Jianian didn't notice the person at the door and was focused on the plot in the book.

"What are you reading?" Yan Qiusheng walked into the piano room and asked casually.

Shen Jianian closed the book with a snap and got up from the recliner, as if he was reading a book in class and was grabbed by the teacher to answer questions, his eyes were panicked and his cheeks were slightly red.

This is a book she brought from home. She takes it out and flips through a few pages when she has nothing to do.

"Just..." She lowered her eyelashes and answered in a low voice, "Novel."

Yan Qiusheng found it interesting to see her guilty look. At her age, it was normal for her to read novels. He didn't mean to blame her, but rather teased her: "What is the book about?"

"Ah?" Shen Jianian didn't seem to expect that he would ask this, and was startled for a moment, "It's a love mystery novel. The hero's girlfriend was killed when she attended her best friend's wedding. In order to find the murderer, the hero searched her best friend's side one by one. My friend, I haven’t finished reading yet and I don’t know who the murderer is.”

"Does it look good?"

"It's quite interesting. Each suspect has his own story."

"Can you lend it to me after reading it?" Yan Qiusheng glanced at the book in her hand. It had a black cover, a few dark red roses on the edge, and something like "Murder" written in white letters. It seemed like Interesting.

Shen Jianian did not hesitate and nodded: "Okay." Yan Qiusheng did not disturb her interest in reading, turned around and walked out. Suddenly he remembered something and came back to ask her: "I'm going to make coffee, do you want to drink it?"

Shen Jianian smiled: "Thank you, teacher."

"I'll call you when it's ready."

Yan Qiusheng put one hand into the pocket of his casual pants and went to the kitchen to tinker with a newly purchased coffee machine.

Yan's mother was just wandering around the living room when she heard two people talking in the piano room. Driven by curiosity, she glanced over there a few times. The little girl was standing by the window with her head bowed, holding a book. She looked cute and quiet. Her son's lips were so beautiful. There is a smile hidden on the side, elegant and clear.

That picture looks really beautiful.

Seeing her son going to the kitchen, Yan's mother raised her head and glanced at the piano room. Through the open door, she could see Shen Jia Nian sitting down on the recliner and reading a book, so she went to the kitchen with peace of mind.

Yan Qiuchang stood by the marble island, studying the functions of the coffee machine according to the instructions. When he heard the rustling of slippers on the floor, he turned and looked over: "Mom, what do you need?"

Yan's mother walked up to him and sat on a high stool. Without saying anything else, she asked abruptly: "What do you think of this child Jianian?"

"Very good." Yan Qiusheng replied.

That girl was talented at the cello, otherwise he wouldn't have decided to accept her as his apprentice after seeing her play.After getting along with her for a few days, I found that in addition to her almost pious love for the cello, she also had a very good personality.

Kindness, humility, etiquette, and connotation... there are many advantages in him.

"Right." Yan's mother nodded affirmatively, smiling broadly, "You are beautiful, gentle in character, and good family upbringing can be seen in every move you make. I think her parents educated her very well when they were alive. People respect you. , she is also attentive to me, an old woman. Although she is a little younger, she is still an adult. I asked her about it, and she celebrated her 22nd birthday at the end of last year."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Yan Qiusheng put down the instruction manual, put one hand on the edge of the island, and looked at the nagging mother in confusion.

Yan's mother didn't hide it, and said, "You spend all your time on me. Half your life is almost gone, and you don't have a partner by your side. If you like Jiannian..."

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Yan Qiusheng didn't listen to what she continued and interrupted directly, quite dumbfounded, "I'm 37 this year, and I'm more than a round older than others. What do you think? Besides, I It’s her master, and I’ve actually drank the apprenticeship tea she offered. You can go and have a rest, don’t think about this.”

Yan's mother refused to give up: "You look young, handsome and energetic. Regardless of your age, people would think you are less than thirty. Today's little girls prefer those who have some social experience and can be caring, and don't like those naive little boys. As long as there are two Personally, we like each other, and age doesn't matter at all. As for the master-disciple relationship, it's not the old days anymore, who cares about these things."

"The more you talk, the more outrageous you are." Yan Qiusheng never knew that his mother was so eloquent, and he was at a loss for words in front of her.

"I think she likes you very much." Yan's mother is still fighting for it.

"That's the fans' love for their idols." Yan Qiusheng explained to her with difficulty, wanting to make gestures. "It's different from the love between men and women. You can't confuse it."

"I understand chasing stars." Mother Yan blamed her son for being too rigid and didn't know how to adapt. "You can just ask a little girl to be with her idol and see if she will be happy."

Yan Qiusheng was almost happy to hear it.

Yan's mother put a hand on his arm, patted him twice, and whispered: "Please work harder, I really like Jiannian."

Yan Qiusheng looked hopeless and had to come up with the conclusion he came from his own observation: "She has a boyfriend. Mr. Fu who accompanied her to visit for the first time, the two of them were together."

He never asked Shen Jia Nian what her relationship was with Fu Jichen.This is her private matter. He is her master. He only needs to teach her piano skills and should not interfere with the rest.

However, according to his observations that day, the two were probably in a relationship.

Yan's mother looked at him suspiciously: "Are you bluffing me? Isn't Mr. Fu a relative of hers?"

"One is Shen and the other is Fu, how can they be relatives?" Yan Qiusheng told her clearly, "So, don't mention this matter again, let alone in front of Jia Nian."

A visibly disappointed expression appeared on Yan's mother's face, and she completely stopped.