Dumb farmer wife busy farming

Chapter 477

As Ye Qingqing covered the strings with both hands, the trembling strings finally became quiet, and the noisy and harsh sound disappeared.

Ye Ying stared blankly at Ye Qingqing's hands on the strings, as if she had discovered for the first time that her daughter's hands were so beautiful.

The skin is like fat, the hands are soft, the fingers are slender, weak and boneless.

Such a pair of hands on the strings is only pleasing to the eye.

Even though she hadn't heard Ye Qingqing play the guzheng yet, Ye Ying was already a little obsessed with it.

She looked at it reluctantly for a long time, until Ye Qingqing withdrew her hand, and then Ye Ying reluctantly withdrew her gaze.

"Girl Qing, you have to learn from Ah Jiu." Ye Ying seriously instructed.

Just as Ye Qingqing was about to agree, she heard Ye Ying say again, "Don't waste these 30 taels of silver.

Ye Qingqing, "..."

"Oh, and these hands."

"..."

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From the second day after buying the guzheng back, the Ye family could hear the sound of guzheng playing every morning.

Perhaps, it's also okay to call it bouncing cotton.

Because the sound is too tormenting the ears.

As much as Ye Ying had expected before, she is now disappointed.

She didn't understand, her daughter's hands were so beautiful, she could tell they were hands playing the piano, how could the things she played be so ugly?
Forget it, she really can't take it anymore, she can still go out for a walk outside, cut some grass to feed the pigs, or pick some fresh fruits and vegetables for cooking.

However, Jin Jiu is a bit pitiful!

Can you not be pitiful if you can only listen to these magic sounds in the room?

Ye Ying felt sorry for Jin Jiu, sometimes she wanted to go in and persuade Ye Qingqing not to play, but she always heard Jin Jiu praise Ye Qingqing, "Qingqing plays very well."

"Qingqing has improved again, and will be even better next time."

"Qingqing's voice processing is awesome!"

After hearing too many words like this, Ye Ying couldn't speak anymore.

Thinking that Jin Jiu could say such a thing without changing his face, she just listened to it, and really shouldn't complain.

In particular, the enthusiasm of the girl cannot be discouraged.

I just don't know if the child in my daughter's stomach will feel a little noisy.

Ye Ying still had time to think wildly at first.

But as the days passed, Ye Ying felt that Ye Qingqing's playing was getting better and better because she had heard more praise from Jin Jiu.

At least now when she listens, she no longer has the urge to cover her ears.

It was painful for Ye Ying to listen, and it was also painful for Ye Qingqing to play.

In terms of guzheng, even if she can't be called a master, her attainments are much better than ordinary people.

Now she has to pretend that she has never learned it before, and deliberately plays it in a bad way, which will almost kill Ye Qingqing.

God knows, every time Ye Qingqing heard the magic sound she played, she wished she could just chop off her own hands.

But she can't.

Not only can't, but I have to continue to play it badly, as bad as it sounds.

Only more ugly, not the worst.

Ye Qingqing felt that she was pretending well, and she didn't see any strange and surprised expressions on Jin Jiu's face, so she couldn't help but feel a little complacent.

But what she didn't know was that every time Jin Jiu watched her play the piano, the deep eyes seemed to flicker like a dim light.

From the first time Ye Qingqing plucked the strings, he knew that Ye Qingqing was not someone who couldn't play.

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