Mr.Qin, your baby wife is waiting to be signed for!

The sound of piano in the hall comes slowly, and the repertoire is Beethoven's piano music.

Not like the sad silence of the original song, with a bit of green astringency, it is very comfortable to listen to.

After dinner, the family sat on the sofa, listening quietly with their eyes closed, and the person sitting in front of the piano was Xiao Yuting with a serious face.

At the end of the song, xiaoyuting stopped. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. Mr. Qin took out his handkerchief and gently wiped away the sweat from his head. He said, "good boy, it's really nice to play."

Xiaoyuting smiles brightly, "the teacher has taught me this song for a long time, but I haven't played it well. I didn't expect to play it completely today."

Qin's face with a smile, "your age can play this song has been very powerful, thanks to our Qin family."

"Yes, it's lucky that bao'er gave birth to such a lovely son, otherwise, we don't have such an excellent son."

Qin chenxuan half leans on the sofa, the voice leisurely received such a sentence, the old man's face once black.

He didn't know whether the grandson cared too much about the woman or deliberately made a mistake on his own. Every time he mentioned Tang bao'er.

Every time, he was reminded that his excellent grandson was climbing out of the woman's belly.

Xiao Yuting jumped down from the bench, sat down beside the old man and said seriously, "when I was abroad, my mother found me a tutor. Later, when I returned home, my father bought me a piano. They were very kind to me."

Master Qin touched xiaoyuting's face with a smile, "you are still a child who can talk."

After getting along with him for some time, everyone in the family can see that the old man likes this great grandson. He likes him to the heart. Since Xiao Yuting appeared, his smile has become more and more.

"Housekeeper, go and get your cello."

The housekeeper nodded and came back soon after he left. He had a cello in his hand.

He took it out carefully and introduced it, "this is the Qin family's ancestral cello. It has been kept since the older generation. It has been repaired many times, but it hasn't broken. The master has always been precious."

When the black packing bag is opened, the cello inside is very clean. But from the perspective of the art and science of mahogany, you can feel its sense of age. At first glance, it is valuable.

"Grandfather, the child is still young. It's too early to give him such a valuable thing." Tang bao'er spoke.

Qin old son coldly looked at her, "this child is Chen Xuan's first child, you are our Qin family's treasure, again precious thing, give him should be."

A Chen Xuan's children, a we Qin family, all leave Tang bao'er in addition, she face a burst of embarrassment.

Qin chenxuan light then said, "baby, since grandfather likes our children, and children have a strong talent in music, there is nothing wrong with this cello."

Although Xiao Yuting was small, naturally he could see the awkward atmosphere between his great grandfather and his mother. He also said, "grandfather, now I'm too young, and I haven't learned piano. I'd better learn cello later."

"See, our children are so sensible that they are so much like you."

Qin chenxuan holds Tang bao'er's hand, and his affectionate words are full of maintenance.

Master Qin's face turned black again, and the atmosphere in the living room was just as strange.

Qin Chenyu glanced at Tang bao'er with disdain and said, "the child is still young and doesn't understand anything. It's not good to damage the things of this age. Grandfather, even if you like the child, you can't give him everything."

"It doesn't matter. I believe xiaoyuting will collect it well."

In the end, master Qin entrusted the cello to Xiao Yuting.

Xiaoyuting held it carefully, looked at Tang bao'er, and accepted it only after she agreed.

He held up a piece of meat and looked at Mr. Qin. "Thank you, great grandfather. I will study music well and live up to you."

Young age is always like a little adult, such words from his mouth really interesting.

With the contact between master Qin and the child, he also felt that the child had excellent quality in all aspects.

Qin's mother also said to him several times, "it's very important for children to educate their mothers. The excellence of Xiao Yuting has a lot to do with bao'er, so bao'er may not be what the outside world says."

In fact, Mr. Qin can feel it more or less, but he has long recognized that Tang bao'er is not a good woman. When he heard this, he just sniffed, "it's xiaoyuting who inherited chenxuan's good gene."

Soon, xiaoyuting was taken to the commercial salon, which was very successful.

A black suit specially made for him. The child's eyebrows are exquisite and handsome. When he walks together with Qin chenxuan, they are very similar.

Xiaoyuting had a lively smile, and he was sensible and able to speak, so he naturally won a lot of favor.

On the way back, Qin chenxuan dials Tang Baoer. Before the two of them come, the little woman has been worrying about whether Xiaoyu Ting is too small, whether there will be any trouble, or whether she can't deal with those people.

Eager appearance, but with lovely.

He slowly put the Bluetooth on his ear, with a smile on his lips.

The waiting tone of Dudu thought for a long time, and there was a prompt tone, "sorry, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being, please redial later."

After several calls, no one answered.

Qin chenxuan looked at the screen of the mobile phone, hesitated and hung up.

The car turned quickly and then stopped in the villa. They got out of the car.

In the living room, Mr. Qin was watching TV. When he heard the news, he looked at it with a smile. "Xiao Yuting, how do you feel today? Are you tired? I asked the housekeeper to prepare your favorite blueberry juice. Come and have some

Xiaoyuting ran two or three steps to master Qin, "great grandfather."

Old and young chat happy, the slightest forget the back of Qin chenxuan.

Qin chenxuan changed his shoes, went into the hall and stopped a servant, "where's bao'er? Isn't she at home?"

"Miss Tang is busy in the kitchen." The servant replied, "she said that she was idle anyway, so she came to help. We couldn't stop her."

He nodded, took off his coat and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen of the Qin family is large enough to accommodate more than ten people.

Qin chenxuan stops at the door and sees Tang bao'er busy in her apron. She turns her back to herself, her hair is low, and the sound of cutting vegetables is constantly ringing, which reminds him of the way she cooked for herself at that time.