God-sent daughter cold wife

Chapter 536: Son or Daughter (2)
Mint tilted her head: "Is... playing the violin and becoming a musician?"

Song Qingyu looked at Mint in surprise: "How do you know?"

"It's really as I guessed!?" Mint almost rolled her eyes, she was definitely just guessing.

It was just that she suddenly remembered the gentle appearance of him playing the violin for herself on her birthday night. It was the first time she heard him play the violin. To be honest, he played the violin very well, not losing to professionals.Although he said that he hadn't played it for almost 20 years, it didn't affect his talent in this area at all, but he didn't expect that being a musician and violin turned out to be his ideal.

Song Qingyu gradually fell into memories, looked at Mint and said slowly: "He has liked the violin since he was a child, and listened to music and violin music. I also intend to let him learn some of these talents. After all, children are more versatile because they are versatile. People like him and he is excellent. But when he was young, he was kidnapped. When he was rescued, I arranged countless trainings for him in order to avoid such things from happening again. Except for going to school, eating and sleeping, he almost did everything. In his spare time, he spends his free time practicing martial arts, or being taught business knowledge by his father. Now that I think about it, I regret it very much. Although it was all for his own good, I found out that he never put down the violin when he was in high school. He even suggested to me that instead of practicing martial arts, he should continue to learn the violin. In that year, I was pregnant with another child, and I planned to give birth to it. I also wanted to decompress Yifan, the only child, so that he would not have to work so hard. He always envied that Jack had a younger brother, so he and Jack and Michael were quite close when they were laughing when they were young, until they were involved in family disputes. It was that year that he quarreled with me, and he I want to learn the violin, and I don't want him to give up martial arts, let alone his father's career, so he and I had a big fight. Not until you told him not to have a girlfriend. We were all pissed off, so I chased him when he ran out, who knew I would accidentally trip and fall down the three flights of stairs outside the porch What? It was only three flights of stairs, and the baby in my stomach fell out. He was terrified, and his father was also sad. He thought it was his fault, and he never played the violin again... I know He is regretting with guilt, until now he is unwilling to mention that matter, even though I explained it to him, he still hasn't let it go."

"Mom, he must have let go and let go." Mint explained with a smile while holding her mother-in-law's hand.

"How do you know?" Song Qingyu is not as optimistic as Mint, but she is also curious about how Mint knows Zhan Yifan's ideal.

"Actually, on the night of my birthday, he played the violin for me. If he didn't put it down, how could he pick up the violin again and play the tune for me?"

Song Qingyu's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he held Mint's hand tightly with both hands: "Really?"

"When we first got married, he also said not to have a child so early, but then he became very looking forward to it, until now I think he has completely let go. Otherwise, how could he accept the child in my stomach? Every day Say good morning and good night to my stomach, and there must be no shadow in his heart."

Song Qingyu's hands trembled slightly, and even his pupils were tinged with excitement: "That's great, He'er. Mom really thank you, no matter what, the child's nature and his own hobbies are something we can't understand." Obliterated. People only have one life, and they should live for themselves, not just for their parents and their offspring. Your own ideals and parents' ideals should never be confused!"

In this regard, Mint and Song Qingyu reached a consensus, no matter whether the child in Mint's stomach is a boy or a girl, no matter what he wants to do in the future, it will be his own choice and ideal.

Zhan Yifan came back from the company early, and before he reached the entrance, he heard the sound of 'jingling' piano coming from the living room.There is indeed a piano in the living room at home, but few people touch it, so Zhan Yifan is a little curious about who will be playing it today. Although the music is a bit simple and clear, it brings a different kind of atmosphere to this home. vitality.

When the figure sitting in front of the piano slowly fell into Zhan Yifan's eyes, he was shocked.

He never knew that she could play the piano?
The person sitting in front of the piano with his back to Zhan Yifan at this moment is indeed Mint.Fingers as thin as scallions walked slowly on the black and white keyboard, like a butterfly dancing on it, bright and elegant notes flowed from her fingertips, natural, beautiful, and pleasant to the ear.Zhan Yifan slowly came to her side and leaned against the piano, looking down at Mint tenderly, while Mint was playing, he looked up at Zhan Yifan and smiled slightly: "Are you back?"

Zhan Yifan blinked lightly: "Yes."

"To Xiao Miaomiao's father." Mint Wanran, without stopping her fingers, but gently stated the purpose of playing the piano.

Zhan Yifan shook his head with a smile, the two of them occasionally looked at each other, and occasionally their eyes fell on the keyboard until the end of the song.

"Huh..." Mint sighed heavily, and shook her stiff fingers and raised her eyebrows: "I was very envious of Bo Yan when I was young, because she can learn the piano, but I can only write calligraphy or learn to be taller than me. In the cultural class of the first grade, I almost never received talent training. In fact, I still wanted to play the piano at that time, and even took it as my ideal in life. Thinking about it now, I was really cute at that time." Not only did she not practice Piano, and my career has nothing to do with piano at all, so I think I was cute at that time, and I took it as my ideal if I couldn't get it, but when I stretched out my hand to find it, it turned out to be empty.Because she was learning this piece this afternoon, but her fingers were almost broken.

Zhan Yifan came to sit next to Mint, put his hand around her already thick waist, touched her stomach with his big hand, and asked gently: "Are you tired?"

Mint smiled and shook his head.

Zhan Yifan still held Mint's head in his arms with some distress, and whispered softly: "Fool, my mother told you..." Smart as Zhan Yifan, otherwise she wouldn't suddenly sit here playing the piano and Talk to him about your former ideals.

Mint nodded: "Yes."

"My ideal used to be a violin, a musician. It's really silly and cute, but now my ideal is you and our children."

Mint looked up at Zhan Yifan's chin.

"Don't believe it?" Zhan Yifan reached out and tapped Mint's forehead, "Will I still lie to you?"

"We are all married and our child is about to be born. How can I still be your ideal?"

(End of this chapter)