C402 Go to the temple to worship

In Luo Ying Villa, in order to compensate Mu Beihan for not being able to accompany him to see the piano teacher last time, Mu Beihan had specially prepared a new practicing room for him. The moment the piano was installed, Yan Qingfan couldn't wait and pulled Yan Luoluo to talk about a song for her.

Yan Qingfan had only learned a few lessons, so his technique was naturally not that good. However, he could already play a simple tune, his little hands dancing on the black and white keys, his entire body brimming with confidence.

After playing the song, Yan Qingfan asked Yan Luoluo with a face full of anticipation: "Mommy, how was my playing?!"

Yan Luoluo walked to Yan Qingfan's side, reached out her hand and gently stroked his head, praising: "Fanfan's current level is not high, but his learning speed is very fast, he should be able to perform an even harder tune soon."

Hearing Yan Luoluo's praise, Yan Qingfan's interest was immediately piqued, "Mommy, do you like music? I'm going to play it to Mommy, "

Did she like the music?

As Yan Luoluo was pondering, she could not think of which tune she liked. Just at that moment, her phone suddenly rang, she did not expect that the one calling was Song Hanlu.

"Hanlu, when are you free to call me?"

Hearing that it was Song Hanlu calling, Yan Qingfan immediately went over and said happily: "Aunt Han Lu, Fanfan misses you!"

On the other side of the phone, when Song Hanlu heard Yan Qingfan's voice, she immediately responded happily: "Fanfan, I've missed you too, let your mother bring you along, we will go to the temple together and pay respects now!"

"Temple?"

Yan Qingfan looked at Yan Luoluo suspiciously. He still did not have a specific concept of a temple in his knowledge, "But Aunty Han Lu, I don't have time to learn piano, you can ask Mommy."

He didn't know when Song Hanlu had such a faith, but she couldn't get away from it recently.

He could only say to Song Hanlu: "Hanlu, I have to accompany Fanfan to study piano. Since the company has a new project for me, when I'm done with it, I'll go with you."

Hearing that the two of them couldn't come, Song Hanlu said in a somewhat disappointed tone: "Sigh, you don't understand. I've been carrying my burden all the way to my maternal grandma's house, if I wait for you to finish your work, I'll probably choke to death from drinking cold water. I'll go take a look myself later, you just have to be busy."

Hearing Song Hanlu's words, Yan Luoluo could not help but burst out laughing, "People's luck is always good, if you are unlucky right now, that means your luck is coming."

"Don't, just let me stay calm. I'm going to the temple, so I won't chat with you for the time being."

With that, Song Hanlu hung up the phone and sat up on the bed. She slapped herself on the face to cheer up and dressed herself before walking to the garage. Looking at the two rows of luxurious cars, she decided to drive the Wrangler, and her mood became better, since this was the most comfortable car she could drive.

Song Hanlu opened up the navigation system and went straight to the depths of the mountain. Although the distance was long, there were a lot of good people coming and going, and the temple's incense burner was also very bright. It seemed she found the right place.

In the temple, Song Hanlu kneeled on the ground and prayed. Everyone said that if one's heart was sincere, it was fine, but in order to change one's bad luck, Song Hanlu would empty her mind and make a wish.