Chapter 607

No wonder she was able to make MOJIN look at her differently before?

I don't like it, but it's worth it.

"To be honest, I still blame you!" Two people walk side by side, the sun shines on Yunshu's eyes, a bright and gentle.

Wei iris stops: "why?"

"If you had appeared earlier, I would not have been a princess, and he would not have been so embarrassed!" Yunshu remembers the past, but her eyes are still gentle.

"You don't want to be a princess, do you?" Wei iris can hear Yunshu's voice over.

"To be honest, I admire mujin very much, but I know he is not my good man. What I have been expecting is to marry someone who loves me, not someone I can't get my heart!" Yunshu's words are light, but they are mixed with a touch of sadness.

Yun Shuyue said that Wei iris really felt that Mu Jin had delayed a woman's life.

But what to do? In that case, women are just accessories and tools?

Two people walked silently to the pool. Although there were fewer people than before, they still had to line up.

When weiiris and Yunshu pass by, many people are hostile and even look at Yunshu and weiiris like the God of plague. When weiiris passes by, they talk in a low voice and start whispering.

In the process, Yunshu told Wei iris a lot about six years ago.

She can play the piano, write poems and write good words, but even then she can't support herself with any of them.

Because in this world, women have never been recognized. Women can only go to those places where there is dust, even if Yunshu plays a good piano.

But her appearance has been destroyed, even if she plays well, no one will hire her, right?

"His aunt, you are here. Hurry up, I just finished!" Originally, it's Wei iris's turn next.

But who knows that after washing the front row, he directly pulled the later ones to the front and stood on the slate.

Wei iris just wanted to say something, but Yun Shu grabbed Wei iris's sleeve and said, "they can only live in oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar all their lives. They can't live without this place for laundry and cooking. Why should we compete with them?"

When Yunshu said this, he was in a very peaceful state of mind, with a light smile on his face, and the brilliance revealed from his apricot eyes was extremely gorgeous.

Wei iris nodded a little and said nothing more. These people have been like this all their lives.

It wasn't until about noon that the two men washed their clothes.

When she went back, mujin didn't know when she came here with jade ink. Jade ink was still cold on her face. She didn't seem willing to get along with mujin, but mujin seemed to like this child very much.

There was a warm smile on his face.

Wei iris can see the expectation in mujin's eyes.

Child, how much did he want a child before? Now he has finally got what he wants.

"Mother." As soon as Yumo saw Yunshu coming in, he immediately ran over and held Yunshu's arms with two small hands.

"What's the matter?" Yun Shu said, bending down gently and touching jade ink's head.

Yumo turns his head and looks at mujin behind him. Then he shrinks his head back and pulls Yunshu back.

"What's the matter, Yumo?" Yunshu is puzzled, and then looks at mujin.

Mujin is standing under the lush trees in white, with a jade like smile on her elegant face, just like a pot of wine under the peach trees, which is fragrant, profound and intriguing.

"Mother, I'm hungry!" Yu Mo holds Yunshu's clothes by his small hands.

"Yes, I'll have lunch soon. I'll do it!" Wei said again, and then pulled to one side of the wind chant: "wind chant, help me cook!"

"Ah..." Yunshu wants to call Wei iris, but she is walking fast, and the wind is singing behind her.

"I remember that the song you played before was very pleasant, but now it's OK. Why don't you play it for me and my children?" Mujin came forward to break the silence.

Yun Shu looks down at his scarred hands and says with some embarrassment, "I haven't touched the piano for a long time, and these hands can't be compared with the past, even if they are not as beautiful as before, but they will miss your ears!"

Mujin smiled: "it's OK, you just need to play! I'll play for you! "

Yumo looks up at Yunshu, and his eyes are indifferent, as if he is asking if Yunshu can play it.

This song greeting is one of the ten famous songs of Nanyue state. The melody is circuitous and lengthy. It is not only joyful, but also pathetic. Playing it has a momentum of engulfing mountains and rivers.

When does the man play this tune more? If the woman plays it, she will be afraid of losing Lingyun's ambition.

Mujin soon got a piano and put it on the stone bench under the tree.

Yun Shu went over and tried the timbre with his index finger and thumb. Then he said, "this piano seems to have been bought for some years. Is it just bought?"

"The original owner of the house was a luthier. I saw that the tone of the instrument was good and it had an ancient charm. So I bought it!" Said mujin.

Cloud Mo stands aside, a pair of eyebrows light wrinkly.

There are eight out of ten tones of Guqin. If Yunshu doesn't tone it well in advance, it's probably impossible to play the welcome song.

This MOJIN is still testing Yunshu. Did Yunshu show any flaws before?

"Then you'll have to wait for a moment. Let me tone it!" Yun Shu's dry fingers moved easily on the piano, and immediately there was a dull and dumb sound.

Even a little harsh.

Hearing this sound, the wind murmured a word, then blocked his ears with his index finger.

And Wei irises then directly put out the head to look at, the breeze is slow, Mu Jin and jade ink two people's posture seem to come out from the ink painting in general.

And the woman sitting under the tree, with her head bowed and her voice tuned, her veil floats gently in the air with the breeze, with a unique and simple charm.

It's just that rustic charm is a little reluctant.

Yu Mo is motionless, watching Yunshu bow his head and adjust one string after another. He can't see whether Yunshu really looks so determined or pretends to be so relaxed and confident.

Mujin's eyes narrowed slightly, and she also watched. The long lashes fell in front of her eyes, forming a light shadow, like a group of painting fans.

"Tear!" Yunshu's fingers were scratched by the strings, and two drops of bright red blood immediately fell on the strings. When they fell on the ancient strings, it was like Rouge stained with Pan imperial paper. The color was very eye-catching.