She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 391 Blowing Suona

Going upstream to fetch water, Jiang Zhimian found a sneaky person by the pool.

I can't help thinking in my heart, love is fixed in the hot spring pool, and evil is also fixed in the hot spring pool.

That's right, the person she found was Zhishu He.

It's just that I haven't seen He Zhishu for a long time, and I don't know that he has changed a lot.

If you don't study hard at home, you actually hold a stick next to the hot spring.

It looks like he's about to hit someone.

Jiang Zhimian originally wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but who knew that just as he lifted his foot towards the hot spring pool, he stepped on a dead tree branch.

With a click, He Zhishu bounced up, picked up the stick, and danced wildly at the air in front of him.

"...Well, it's me." Jiang Zhimian couldn't stand it anymore, so he could only speak slowly.

He Zhishu came back to his senses when he heard the familiar voice.

Turning to look at Jiang Zhimian, "Why are you here?"

"I'll get water." Jiang Zhimian shook the jar in his hand at him.

Then he asked He Zhishu, "You are here with a stick, planning to beat ghosts?"

He Zhishu looked serious, "I'm catching a thief."

It was the first time for Jiang Zhimian to catch a thief by the hot spring.

"What did you steal from you?" Jiang Zhimian asked curiously.

"It's nothing, you don't need to worry about it, just get the water and go." He Zhishu refused to say.

It's really hard for him to talk about having his clothes stolen!

Half a month ago, he went to the bamboo forest to find inspiration, actually wrote a poem, and then decided to celebrate with a hot spring.

The finished poem was pressed on top of the clothes.

But when he came out after soaking, his clothes were stolen until only his underwear remained.

As for the poem, it was also torn to pieces.

Who are these people?

It's okay to steal clothes, why ruin his poems?
So after that, He Zhishu came to stop his head every day, intending to catch that thief and beat him up.

But I waited and waited, but I didn't wait for anyone.

At the same time, he also couldn't figure out why someone would steal clothes. People in the neighborhood would be ashamed to wear them when they stole them home.

"Then you continue to catch thieves." Jiang Zhimian didn't care, and turned around to fetch water.

He Zhishu was so disturbed, he was embarrassed to catch the thief again, and quickly left with his stick in his arms.

And Jiang Zhimian fetched water, and went straight down the mountain with Chi Mohan.

They rushed home in a hurry, and finally arrived at Youranju before dark.

Mrs. Jiang waited for Jiang Zhimian at the door as usual.

Seeing the carriage from a distance, he went up to meet her.

Jiang Zhimian jumped out of the carriage, and went to support Mrs. Jiang, with a sweet and obedient voice, "Grandma, look at the earrings that Aunt Wang gave me, they look pretty, and they are very precious."

"It's beautiful and beautiful. My Mianmian looks good on everything, but is this earring too big? Will it pull your ears? How about I buy you a smaller one, so you can wear it instead?"

"No, this is fine." Jiang Zhimian waved his hand.

After talking, he went into the house with Mrs. Jiang.

When he stepped over the threshold, he did not forget to say goodbye to Chi Mohan.

When he arrived in the main room, Jiang Zhimian exclaimed that there was almost a layer of melon seed shells on the ground, as well as the empty tea bowls that had not been removed from the corner table.

This battle is even more exaggerated than after relatives visit during the Chinese New Year.

"Did our family celebrate the new year early?" Jiang Zhimian asked curiously.

But now it's only late May, so it's too early for the Chinese New Year, right?

"The neighbors around here came, so I happened to have a chat with them. I must entertain them. That's how it was done." Mrs. Jiang said.

"That's it," Jiang Zhimian nodded, feeling that his grandma needed to socialize.

Chatting with neighbors is part of socializing.

In addition, we can do some needlework together, or go shopping or something.

If it doesn't work, square dancing is also possible.

"Grandma, I remember grandpa can play suona, right?" Jiang Zhimian asked.

"Yes, I like bragging. It's better than him bragging. I used to help the folks bragging. The tunes of weddings, weddings and weddings are fine." Mrs. Jiang nodded.

Jiang Zhimian admired it very much, "Then why didn't you play it later?"

"There is no money at home. Isn't the suona made of copper? It was exchanged for money." Mrs. Jiang sighed.

No matter how high the interest is, it is not worth a word of money.

Jiang Zhimian originally wanted to ask why he didn't make money by playing the suona, but then he thought about it, it was all from the neighbors, and old man Jiang probably didn't have the nerve to take money.

It's cheap even if you pay.

With so many mouths in the house, it's hard to make ends meet.

If you don't sell it, what can you do?
"Grandma, let's go buy a new suona for grandpa. I will teach you to dance in the square in the future, and grandpa will be in charge of accompaniment for you." Jiang Zhimian suggested.

Mrs. Jiang was puzzled, "What kind of dance is a square dance? Is it the same as those actors?"

"Of course not. It's for strengthening your body. If you dance more square dances, you can prolong your life and live a hundred years!" Jiang Zhimian explained.

"That's a good relationship," Mrs. Jiang readily agreed, "I want to live longer so that I can spend more time with you."

After discussing, the two went to the street.

Just before the shop closed, I bought a brand new copper suona.

Mrs. Jiang also wore a Ying Luo, which was hung on the suona. The red tassels looked very festive.

After receiving this gift, old man Jiang was so excited that he couldn't speak.

He touched and touched the suona with his callused hands, then raised his head, "Why do I feel that this is the one I had back then?"

"Maybe it's true, Grandpa, give it a try and show us your skills." Jiang Zhimian said.

Old man Jiang said hello.

Holding the suona, he put on a posture and said, "I'll give you a unique trick, I guarantee you haven't heard it before."

This piece of music is sad with joy, joy with sadness, half joy and half sorrow, joy and sorrow at the same time!

Under the expectant eyes of the whole family, Jiang old man took a deep breath and began to blow.

Then, Suona made a piercing and sharp sound, startling the whole family and running around.

"Don't go, I haven't played for a long time, I just warmed up just now, you wait, I will give you a serious blow!" Old man Jiang shouted from behind.

After practicing for three full days, old man Jiang finally regained the feeling he had back then.

Jiang Zhimian hummed the tune of Little Apple for him, and the old man quickly memorized it, and blew it out with his suona.

As for Mrs. Jiang, she also quickly learned the square dance of Little Apple.

After dinner every day, he would take old man Jiang to the backyard, stand in the gazebo, and start dancing.

Jiang Zhimian was very supportive and offered flowers in the past, making himself look like a small fan.

He handed Mrs. Jiang another glass of water, and asked curiously, "Grandma, your neighbors are also called to dance together. It's so boring to dance in the square alone."

"Well...they...they are busy recently, maybe they don't have time to come here, wait a while, and I'm not good enough to practice, I'm afraid they will laugh at me, I will practice again!" Mrs. Jiang stammered.

(End of this chapter)