Chapter 312

In the ward.

After a song is finished, it starts again.

Mo yanjue is impatient with his big bag and small bag.

Can see the old lady's face on the sickbed gradually had some smiles, let him wait for him more time he would also like to.

Finally, when he was almost asleep, the ward was quiet.

With a precise look through the glass window, the old lady asked.

"Especially to please me?"

Muqiqi is embarrassed. If she can learn opera in one day, she will be a God.

This little Kung Fu is cultivated by my grandfather since childhood.

Grandpa likes opera, so when she was six years old, she sent her to a famous opera master in Yuncheng to study. But later, as she grew older and studied hard, Grandpa saw that she was too hard to learn.

Later, she went abroad to go to university. There was a community in the school. She picked it up again. Fortunately, she had a solid foundation in basic skills. If she practiced several times more, she would open her mouth.

It's just that she didn't expect it to come back to use today.

"Dumb?"

Seeing Muqiqi standing still for a long time, the old lady pulled down her face.

"Oh, if I go back to grandma, I've been learning opera since I was six. I can't learn it in a day." Muqiqi returns to his mind, embarrassed.

Six years old?

The old lady's heart quivered.

Only yesterday did they say that their family background is not good. Today, they come here. Where is the old face?

But she did send people to investigate. Her mother died more than ten years ago, and her father married another man. She had a bad relationship with her stepmother.

Is the investigation wrong?

Confused, the old lady looked up and down at her and continued to ask, "what else?"

Muqiqi is asked, which aspect does this refer to?

"Er... Thought for a moment, Mu Qiqi raised his head, and answered seriously:" I can draw and cook. "

"Can you draw?" The old lady was surprised at the bottom of her heart, but how did she look on her face? She said in a light tone.

"Well, my grandfather is a painter. I started to study under my grandfather's guidance when I was young. When I was in college, my grandfather sent me to study abroad specially."

As a painter surnamed mu in Yuncheng, the old lady suddenly thought of muxicheng, and her eyes lit up.

"Is your grandfather muxicheng?" Confirmed the old lady.

Muqiqi surprise: "grandma knows my grandpa?"

The old lady's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if she thought of something a long time ago.

Mu Qiqi did not dare to speak again when she saw the complicated expression on her face, so she had to stand obediently.

After a long time, the old lady took her mind away from her memory and waved to Muqiqi, "you go, I'm tired, I'm going to have a rest."

Mu Qiqi is innocent. She doesn't know what she said was wrong, which makes grandma unhappy suddenly.

She bit her lips and whispered, "grandma, take a rest first. I'll go first."

The old lady rolled over and wasn't looking at her.

Muqiqi's heart was in a state of confusion, so he walked out of the ward.

Seeing Mo yanjue waiting outside the door, he looked more guilty. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I don't know how I messed up... I didn't mean to"

Mo yanjue felt hurt and touched her head. "It's OK, it's already very good. Grandma just secretly laughed when listening to you sing."

"Really?" Muqiqi was happy like a child and asked with a wide mouth.

Mo yanjue smiled, full of love, "of course it is true."

Encouraged by Mo yanjue, Mu Qiqi felt confident again and made a gesture of cheering for him, "I believe that after my efforts, grandma will accept me!"

Mo yanjue gently took her hand and said softly, "I believe it, too!"