Master of Picking Up Girls

"Yes, no man at all." The old man next to him nodded.

"Daughter, I've said the same thing countless times. Your father and I can meet your mother in my life. That's the fortune I've accumulated for nine lives."

"Don't contradict, as long as she wants, as long as I have, even if it's life, I'll give it to her." The middle-aged people's tone was solemn, and they didn't mean to joke at all.

"Come on, every time you talk about this topic, you are so serious." Dongfang Xiaoqiao shook his head with a puzzled face. Tqr1

when she was young, she only felt that her father was very hateful, because every time her mother scolded her, he would never help herself.

But when she grew up, she felt that her father might be the best man in the world. When he was so old, his mother scolded him and even scolded him. He never said a word back.

Even sometimes sad, but also a person to drink muggy.

If it's not his daughter, Dongfang Xiaoqiao will have the impulse to marry him. Where can I find such a man?

She wanted to ask her mother many times why she didn't cherish such a good man. She either locked herself in the room or dealt with the affairs of the company all day. She didn't feel like her husband was a lover.

But in the end, she didn't have the courage to speak. That woman, she was both respectful and afraid. She didn't know how to describe it.

Maybe since she was born, the whole oriental family has had this attitude towards her, even her grandfather.

Maybe only his father was not afraid of her, but he loved her too much, and sometimes he was annoyed by her obedience.

"Dad, you give me some advice. How can I get in?" Dongfang Xiaoqiao came back and hugged his father's arm.

"I think you'd better not disturb your mother. I'll ask her if she comes out." The middle-aged man thought for a moment.

"I knew you would say that - grandfather." Dongfang Xiaoqiao looked at his father scornfully, and then said coquetry to his grandfather.

"You don't know the rules of the old building where your mother lives. Isn't that embarrassing your grandfather?" The old man said helplessly.

"Grandfather, you just help me stop the red aunt guarding the door. Can you do that? I really have something urgent to ask my mother Dongfang Xiaoqiao is coquettish again.

"Well, I can't beat you. I'll go to talk with Xiao hong'er. You can sneak up. Remember to keep your voice down. The woman has sharp ears."

The old man touched Xiao Qiao's head, got up from his chair and walked towards the door of the backyard.

"Yes Dongfang Xiaoqiao made a victory gesture, touched the memory card in his hand, and a thick happiness appeared in his eyes.

Turning to look at the father holding the glass, he said with a smile, "Dad, don't you come with me?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile, "no, your mother doesn't like people entering the ancient building. Besides, it's none of my business if you want to make her angry at that time."

With that, the middle-aged man picked up the birdcage beside him and went to the lotus pool outside.

"Alas, such a father is sad to see." Dongfang Xiaoqiao sighed and quickly walked into the front backyard.

Compared with the courtyard, the backyard laughs a lot, even the figure is sparse and looks extremely dilapidated.

Such depression, and not familiar with the East home, no money to decorate, but the owner of the backyard refused to decorate everything.

At the gate of the backyard is a bluestone road with many pebbles. At the end of the road is a three story attic.

It's not very big, but it looks elegant from the outside.

There are many weeds around the Qingshiban road. Even the road is covered with green shade. There are several sparse old bamboos around it. You can hear insects and birds vaguely.

There is a wing room in front of the ancient building. At this time, the door of the wing room is open. A woman in green, about thirty or forty years old, is sitting in front of the door, playing a pipa.

"The sound of the string is as clear as a stream in the mountains and cicadas singing in the summer night. It seems that Xiao hong'er is in a good mood today?" The old man just came to the door and said with a smile to the woman inside.

As soon as the old man came in, she immediately put down her lute and said with a smile, "Why are you interested in coming to this backyard today

"Being annoyed, the little granddaughter clings to her arms and acts like a spoiled child. Her heart is almost melted, so she has to be thick skinned." The old man said with a smile.

"Can miss say --" green dress woman smell speech tiny frown way.

"There seems to be something urgent this time. My little granddaughter, no matter how reckless she is, won't ask me so directly." The old man said with a smile.

"Besides, what can they say about their mother and daughter. By the way, where is the original version of erhu music you said before? "

The old man laughed and changed the subject.

The woman in green nodded and said nothing more. She turned and went into the room to get the music.

When Dongfang Xiaoqiao saw the woman enter the room, he immediately gave his grandfather a thumbs up and ran up the stairs from the door.

Even in order to prevent her from making any noise, she only used her toes to go up the stairs. She didn't know that her grandfather didn't hide the truth from the woman in green.Dongfang Xiaoqiao all the way up the stairs, until the second floor, she was relieved, normal walking up the stairs.

Usually at this time, if there is no accident, her mother will definitely play the piano on the balcony on the third floor.

Twenty years is like a day. Since Dongfang Xiaoqiao can remember, his mother has been like this.

Although she has the wisdom and beauty that ordinary women can't have, she doesn't have the pride and vulgarity of other women.

She never goes out, even if the company's things are just let red aunt pass, at least Dongfang Xiaoqiao remember, in addition to the festival, most of his mother stay in the backyard.

Even at weekends, relatives are not allowed to get close to her. Although Dongfang Xiaoqiao says she has a mother, she has no feeling of maternal love since childhood.

However, she still admires her mother. She is a great woman. Even her reputation and status in Tianhai University and Northern China have her shadow.

Or it can be said that without her training, there would be no Dongfang Xiaoqiao today. Therefore, when I was young, Dongfang Xiaoqiao sometimes complained about her mother's words, but did not dare to refute them.

With a gentle step, Dongfang Xiaoqiao came to the third floor.

There is only one room on the third floor of the ancient building. It is not big, but it is very elegant. There are not many modern facilities in it. It can be said that it is very retro.

"Ma --" she knocked on the door and whispered outside.

"Come in." Hearing her voice, it took a long time for the door to make a sound.

Dongfang Xiaoqiao smell speech immediately face a happy, quickly opened the door to go in.

The woman in it is about thirty years old. Her face is white without any wrinkles. Her jade face is full of spring and her skin is like cream. She looks like a mature version of Dongfang Xiaoqiao.

She was dressed in a plain dress, with a hairpin on her head. Her hands were still close to her face. It was obvious that the song had just finished.