The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 711 Rhythm
"You can leave these things to them. Why do you need to worry about them? Whether it's in the hands of the people or the dishes, you just need to make up your mind. How to do it is up to your mother-in-law and Xia Qing. You are too tired." I will become a dwarf." Zhao Ning stroked Xia Wan's hair.

"Okay, okay, so long-winded, be careful to become a little old man like Mr. Yu, hurry up, we are going to be late." After Xia Wan finished speaking, she grabbed the things Zhao Ning had packed on the table and ran away. Zhao Ning Smiling without saying a word, he followed behind Zhao Ning.

Mr. Yu has already made several cups of tea and lit a furnace of incense. In front of him is a guqin, and Mr. Yu is tuning the guqin.

Zhao Ning and Xia Wan entered Mr. Yu's yard and heard the sound of the zither. It was really pleasant to hear. Even Xia Wan, who has no appreciation level, knew that the sound of the zither was moving.

"Sir, you are really good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Xia Wan admired him very much.

"Mr. is the son of the Yu family. He was carefully taught by the Yu family. Naturally, he is extraordinary. I guess what we are learning today is the rhythm." Zhao Ningmai stepped into the door.

"Okay." Xia Wan actually wanted to say that she was really not interested in any rhythm, could she not learn it? Of course, she also knew that the answer was definitely no.

Ever since Mr. Yu accepted Xia Wan as his female disciple, he seemed to be determined to teach Xia Wan to become a talented woman who is proficient in all "eighteen martial arts", and he paid more attention to Xia Wan than Zhao Ning every day.

While making Xia Wan Yali Shan grow up, she was also a little scared. You must know that Xia Wan claims to be a woman who is not afraid of the sky falling. When she was training, Xia Wan, who was not afraid of life and death, was afraid of Mr. Yu. Xia Wan herself was puzzled.

"Hi, sir." Just as Xia Wan was thinking wildly, the two had already entered the place where Mr. Yu was teaching one after the other. Zhao Ning greeted him, and Xia Wan hurriedly followed.

"Greetings, sir." Compared to Zhao Ning's simple hello, Xia Wan was much more troublesome. She saluted with her knees folded, her body still, and her skirt was slightly wrinkled, but it was still within the scope of the sir's assessment.

"Well, yes, I've made great progress, Wan'er is very smart, get up." Mr. Yu looked Xia Wan's movements up and down, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you for your teaching, sir." Xia Wan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her memory and execution skills are good enough, otherwise, it would be difficult to pass the test in the face of the harsh Mr. Yu.

"Today I'm going to teach you the rhythm. These two guqins are for you. They are one of the few things I kept during my escape. These are the relics of my grandfather and grandmother. I hope you will take good care of them." "Mr. Yu said, looking at the two guqins opposite, with deep nostalgia in his eyes.

"Sir, this is really too precious. If you can teach us a qin with a mediocre melody, it will be fine. Please take care of this guqin, sir." Just looking at it gave her a headache.

"You are my direct disciples. Maybe I will only accept you two in this life. It can be regarded as a meeting gift for you two. I think my grandfather and grandmother will like you, and it can be regarded as a little kindness from the old man." Mr. said with a mild smile.

(End of this chapter)