Xia Wanyu also thought again. She didn't know what she thought of. She said to me, "Zhang Cheng, do you think these notes have anything to do with other tunes?"
Other songs?
Hearing Xia Wanyu's words, I frowned again.
I move in my heart, if these notes connect the five tones and six rhythms left by my mother, what kind of effect will it be?
I quickly sat cross legged in front of Guqin again, took a deep breath, and then began to play again.
This time I played out the five tones and six rhythms directly, and added the notes behind my mother's tombstone appropriately.
"No way." I frowned again.
"What's wrong?" Xia Wanyu asked me, even Xiaodian and my father put their eyes on me.
"These notes, if added, completely separate the five tones and six rhythms. The five tones and six rhythms have nothing to do with each other in the middle, which goes against my mother's original intention of writing this song." I said again.
"Well Does it work? " Xia Wanyu thought about it and asked me again.
I slowly shook my head and said, "it's no use, and it makes me more confused. I don't know if the order I joined is correct."
"Maybe other tunes don't mean it." Xia Wanyu said again.
"Other songs I can't find any music suitable for adding these notes. Isn't it really carved by my mother? " I frowned again.
Xia Wanyu looked at me and then comforted me: "don't think too much about what aunt Tang will leave behind. There will always be a time when the truth will come out."
I nodded and said to my father again, "I think this may be related to another tombstone left by my mother. If we can find this tombstone, we should be able to solve a lot of doubts."
My father nodded slightly and said to me, "I'll try to find this tombstone."
I gave a hum, didn't think much, and put away the Guqin.
But I didn't give up what my mother left behind. After dinner, I hid in my room, wrote the notes on the paper, and began to study carefully to see what my mother left behind.
It's a pity that I still can't get any results, so I can only sigh and give up temporarily.
The door was opened and Xia Wanyu came in with a glass of water.
"Have a drink." Xia Wanyu put the water cup in front of me.
"Thank you, Wan Yu." I hold the water cup in my hand, feel the warmth of the water cup, and I feel very comfortable in my heart.
"And say thank you to me?" Xia Wanyu glanced at me.
"Ha ha, if you don't say it, don't say it." I said to Xia Wanyu with a smile, and then I drank it.
"Did you find anything?" Xia Wanyu looked at the pen and paper in front of me and asked.
"No I shook my head.
"I really don't know what my mother is trying to express. These notes seem to have nothing to do with each other. But I still feel that my mother should not be bored to do such things. My mother carved these things on it to tell others something. "
"Aunt Tang When was the note engraved? " Xia Wanyu thought about it, then asked.
"I think it's very strange. If aunt Tang carved it, what's the purpose of aunt Tang carving it? Zhang Cheng, I have a saying that I don't know whether to say it or not. Maybe you'll be very unhappy. "
"Go ahead, there's nothing to say." I opened my mouth to Xia Wanyu.
Xia Wanyu nodded and looked at my expression again. Then she said slowly: "I think Aunt Tang should have had a premonition of her own death, so she would have engraved it. "
I was stunned. I looked up at Xia Wanyu. Then I frowned and said, "it seems that there is such a possibility, and it's very possible."
"If not, why did aunt Tang do it? Leave such a suspense, perhaps there is really something important Xia Wanyu said again.
"You have a point, but Why doesn't my mom just leave what she found out? What does that mean? " I wonder again.
"Maybe it's too important. Aunt Tang doesn't want others to know it easily." Xia Wanyu thought about it and then gave such a possibility.
I scratched my hair, frowned again and said, "what was my mother investigating? If my mother expected her own death, why didn't she avoid it? Why continue? What kind of thing would make my mother investigate so deeply and be so dangerous? What kind of thing is it? "When I asked these questions, Xia Wanyu couldn't answer them. She only sighed and comforted me: "Zhang Cheng, don't think too much. I don't think it's necessary to make these things too clear."
"No, I think it's very necessary." I said with a serious face.
"I have to find out what my mother was investigating. It was these things that killed my mother! If I don't make it clear, I'm afraid I can't be at ease all my life! "
"Zhang Cheng, don't think so." Xia Wanyu said quickly.
"If you let aunt Tang know that you think so, I think aunt Tang will be unhappy, too? She certainly doesn't want to see you like this. "
I looked up at Xia Wanyu in front of me. Then I gave her a bitter smile and said, "who would like to see me like this? Perhaps the Chiang family would like to see that I am a failure in other people's eyes now? "
"Zhang Cheng, don't think so." Xia Wanyu frowned and said in a reproachful tone.
I knew that Xia Wanyu was doing me good. I didn't think much about it. Instead, I grinned at Xia Wanyu and said, "I'm nothing. I'm really nothing. In fact, now I'm not interested in other things. I don't care whether Zhangjia can return to the glory of more than 20 years ago. Now I just want to know what kind of things my mother fell into. I want to know why my mother died and who killed her. I have to figure out these problems. Maybe these problems are also the driving force for my survival Do you have any strength? I can't give up any of these things. "
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