In the afternoon, when several elders of Fu family came, villa 7 was full of laughter.
Several elders are competing to take care of two children. Gu Weiwei, a mother, has nothing to do at all.
Old lady Fu looked at the black piano placed in the living room and suddenly wanted to say.
"I remember when Yi said that you had a good talk on the piano. Would you like to have a try?"
Gu Weiwei got up and went to the piano, opened the cover and sat down, then moved her knuckles.
I haven't touched the piano in recent years. My hands are stiff.
"What do you want to hear?"
"Be cheerful. Children may like it." Fu suggested.
Gu Weiwei thought about it and said.
"That's Chopin's dog waltz."
Finish saying, put out one's hand on the piano key, the joyful and lively piano sound quickly reverberated in the whole living room.
Youyou and Tiantian were playing with toys. When they heard the sound of the piano, they looked curiously at the mother sitting in front of the piano. They seemed to blink at something magical.
But soon, Tian Tian was immersed in the music, sitting on the mat and shaking her small body. She was very cute.
Youyou climbed to the piano with his hands and feet, dragged her trouser legs to stand up, looked at her fingers, and was extremely curious.
She saw that the two children liked it so much. After playing a dog waltz, she played several happy songs one after another.
Finally, Mrs. Fu got up and joined her at the piano. She asked with a smile.
"Schumann's butterfly, can it play?"
Gu Weiwei nodded. "Yes."
"Try it together?" Asked Madame Fu with a smile.
Gu Weiwei nodded with a smile, raised her left hand and played a small section. Mrs. Fu followed and played a small section. The two cooperated tacitly.
Fu Shengying holds her little granddaughter and looks at the back of Mrs. Fu sitting in front of the piano. Her eyes gradually soften, as if she has fallen into a long memory.
Gu Weiwei and Madame Fu finished playing a butterfly together. She looked sideways at Fu Shengying sitting on the sofa and asked quietly.
"This piece of music seems to have some special meaning."
Madame Fu smiled and whispered.
"In those days, his father saw me playing this butterfly at the school celebration and chased me for half a year."
Gu Weiwei is the first time to hear Fu's Wife talking about her youth with Fu Shengying. She can't help laughing.
"That's not a love song."
Madame Fu smiled sheepishly. "That's right."
Gu Weiwei picked up youyou who was sitting at her feet and went back to the sofa to sit down.
"When you were young, auntie, you must have been very beautiful."
Madam Fu said with a broken face when she heard this.
"I've got my marriage license. You really need me to wait until next year's wedding before I hear you call mom."
"I'm sorry that we brought you the changed red envelopes today."
……
Gu Weiwei laughed and immediately changed her mouth.
"Mom."
Madam Fu took the red bag from her handbag and handed it to her. "That's right."
She called ma, Fu Shengying coughed twice, as if to remind her existence.
Gu Weiwei chuckled and called.
"Dad."
"Well."
Fu Shengying took the red bag from her arms and handed it to her.
She changed her name to Fu Shengying and his wife's parents. She looked at the old lady who was already waiting with the red bag.
"Grandma."
"Yes." Old Fu smiled and handed the red packet to her, saying, "although they have left, we will be your back in this family. If you are wronged by Cold Zheng, just let us know."
Gu Weiwei smiled and nodded, "OK, grandma."