Wonderful Rebirth

Chapter 9
The food is all warm, and there are no good dishes. Except for a few pieces of braised octopus, there are only green vegetables and cucumbers. The technology can only be considered average.

However, Yang Qi is not picky about food, especially when he thinks that this meal is made by his sister and served by his mother, he eats it extraordinarily sweet.

younger sister……

In the original world, he never had a younger sister, so Yang Qi's feeling for this younger sister who is very close in blood is amazing.

Not only felt it was strange, but also felt a wonderful intimacy. In her eyebrows, Yang Qi saw something similar to him.

While eating food with big mouthfuls, Yang Qi still had many doubts in his mind.

For example: where is grandpa?In this different world, is his grandfather still alive?
For example: What is the Yang family like in this world?Are the elders, peers and juniors he knew still there?Why are his parents in Hengdian?What year was your sister born?How much younger than him?

Another example: Why does the original owner of his current body have such a bad relationship with his own sister?Not even into her room?
……

There are many questions in Yang Qi's mind. Yang Qi is not in a hurry to get the answers to all these questions immediately. He is very patient. He plans to solve these questions in his mind one by one in the next few days.

Yang Qi ate very fast. When Luo Shangmei brought him the washing water, he had already finished a bowl of rice. When Luo Shangmei put the washing water on the wooden table near the door, he had already put The last bite of rice in the bowl popped into his mouth.

"Have you finished eating? Come here and wash your face! Pour the washing water into the basin and wash your feet later, and the mother of dishes and chopsticks will clean it up!"

Yang Qi put down his bowl and chopsticks and got up to wash his face, when Luo Shangmei just turned around and said this to him.

"thanks Mom!"

Yang Qi walked over with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Luo Shangmei also came to clean up the dishes with a smile. She was very happy with her son's attitude tonight.

"After washing, the water for washing feet is poured outside the door, and the footbath is also placed outside the door! Remember to take medicine before going to bed! Rest early if you are injured! Ah!"

While cleaning up the bowls and chopsticks that Yang Qi had eaten, Luo Shangmei nagged with his back to Yang Qi.

"Got it! Mom!"

Yang Qi looked back at his mother, his eyes were a little sore, since his grandfather passed away, there was no one who cared about him in this world, and he couldn't feel his mother's nagging for a long time, and it never appeared in his dreams .

It didn't take long, because Yang Qi didn't want to let his tears flow down, and didn't want to be seen by his mother, so he smiled slightly, turned his head and looked back to the washbasin, silently rolled up his sleeves, bent down with a smile and stretched his hands into his face He picked up a handful of warm water from the basin and covered his face. Again and again, the warm water warmed his face and his heart. Behind him came the sound of his mother's footsteps and her laughing. His words: "Oh! Why did you wash your face like this today? Didn't you put a towel in the basin?"

"Dirty face! Don't want to dirty the towel!"

Yang Qi didn't look back, and responded with a smile, and then he heard the sound of his mother's lightly laughing footsteps gradually approaching the door, walking out of the door, and then the sound of his mother closing the door for him came from the door.

In this warehouse-like room, Yang Qi was the only one left.

He couldn't hear his mother's voice anymore. Yang Qi slowed down his face washing, and his heart gradually calmed down. He slowly washed his face with water. In fact, the answer just now was an excuse he made. He washed his face with hand water, and finally Only then did he use a wrung towel to dry the water stains on his face. It was a face-washing habit he had developed over the years. From what his mother said with a smile just now, he heard a small difference between his little habit and the original owner of this body.

But so what?

Mom will eventually get used to the changes in him, and these little habits don't need to be changed.

After washing his face, he poured the washing water into the footbath and washed his feet. He opened the door of the room with the footbath in hand and poured the water into the gutter outside the door. When he looked up, Yang Qi saw the moon shining brightly in the night. round.

It's also the night of the full moon!
People with a full moon are reunited. In the past, whenever he saw the full moon, he always felt sad in his heart. He felt that he was only dependent on his grandfather. After his grandfather passed away last year, when he saw the full moon again, he always felt that he was inseparable and alone. .

And at this time, when he inadvertently raised his head and saw the full moon in the night again, his heart was so calm, at ease, and warm.

Although the relationship between this physical sister and him is still very bad, he is still grateful for this rebirth. Only a person like him who has lost all his relatives can realize that sometimes being hostile by his family is also a kind of happiness.

Leaning the footbasin against the wall outside the door, Yang Qi turned around and returned to the house, closed the door casually, walked to the old wooden table with the harmonica, reached out and picked up the silver-white harmonica on the table .

The harmonica is still [-]% new. It probably hasn’t been long since I bought it. There is a light layer of floating dust on it. It may not have been touched for a long time. Yang Qi reached out to brush off the floating dust on it, and then took it to his mouth and blew it. , and finally wiped his sleeves, and after they were wiped clean, he showed a faint smile.

He doesn't know if his grandfather is still alive in this parallel world, and it's not easy for him to inquire for the time being. He hopes that his grandfather is still there, and that the original owner of this body learned the harmonica from him. When I saw Grandpa, all the people who cared about him were still by his side.

Walked slowly to the bed, turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, half leaning against the head of the bed, Yang Qi had a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes gradually became clear, distant and ethereal, and he lifted the harmonica in his hand without haste. He brought the harmonica to his mouth with both hands.

The low and mournful melody sounded slowly, and the slowly undulating tone was like weeping and complaining. The melody seemed to be fused with his heartstrings at this moment, and the heartstrings slowly rose and fell with the ups and downs of the melody.

This is not the tune his grandfather taught him, but it is the one he plays most often - "Shang".

Yang Qi's education is not high, and he did not go to school after graduating from high school, but this does not mean that he reads few books, has a low level of education, and is out of touch with the times.

After graduating from high school, the reason why he did not continue to study in college was because his cultivation had just reached a critical period at that time, and his grandfather suggested that he go home and devote himself to cultivation.

Secondly, he himself felt that graduating from high school was enough, and what else he wanted to learn, he could learn by himself with the knowledge he graduated from high school, and he didn't want to waste a few years in college.

Yang Qi never left ancient Huizhou until his death, but he got to know the colorful world of that world on the Internet, learned a lot, and saw a lot, including this song "Shang".

"Shang" was originally a piece for cello, but because Yang Qi liked it, he adapted it into a piece that could be played by a harmonica.

Luo Shangmei, who was getting a change of clothes in the main room and was about to take a bath, heard the sound of the harmonica coming from Yang Qi's room. Her hurried steps stopped at that moment, and she looked in the direction of Yang Qi's room with a surprised expression.

Yang Yingqiong, who was lying on the table of the Eight Immortals doing homework, also raised her head in astonishment when she heard this sad song, and turned her head to look in the direction of Yang Qi's room.

In the alley outside the courtyard, Ah Ying, who just came back from buying mosquito coils and took out the key, was about to open the door. This woman, who looked exactly the same as Li Ruotong when she was young, suddenly heard this song coming from the yard of Yang Qi’s house, and suddenly heard this song. The child was stunned.

Such a sad voice, that weeping melody seemed to touch the bottom of her heart in an instant.

She knew that Yang Qi next door had learned to play the harmonica a few times before, but such a tune, such an excellent tune...

"Couldn't Xiaoqi blow it out?"

She muttered to herself, and her beautiful eyes like cold stars stared blankly at the direction of Yang Qi's room.

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(End of this chapter)