So Nangong frowned and said, "Daddy! You teach me!"
Nangong Mu nodded and made an unexpected decision, "Xiner will study with you."
"Fu Jun." Lin said anxiously, "Xin brother he ..."
Nangong Mu patted her hand and said with relief: "I'm taking Xin and studying and painting together these days. I feel that he is better than before ... I think from now on, gentleman Liuyi should Let him pick it up little by little. As long as he is willing to learn, I will slowly teach him, just like when he was young. "
Nangong Yan lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes were slightly moist.
The elder brother is indeed better, and his father who taught him how to read and write should feel it more clearly. In the past, they didn't dare to ask for anything. They only hoped that he could live a peaceful life, but now, his father seems to have more confidence in him.
After hearing what he said, Lin no longer refuted. He nodded gently, and said to Nangong Yu: "If you lose your homework to learn to ride and shoot, your mother will not spare you."
Nangong Yuan promised: "Relax, father, mother-in-law."
Two generations are human, and those so-called homework really do not look at Nangong Yu.
"Really?" Nangong Mu said deliberately, solemnly, "I haven't tested your piano skills for a long time, so I'd better play a song for my father now."
Lin Fu's singing woman ordered her piano to be placed on the piano case, and lit the incense burner herself.
With a smile on her lips, Nangong walked to the piano case and sat down. She calmly drew her fingers on the strings and slowly moved them. Her actual piano skills are actually not inferior to Nangong Mu, or even inferior to everyone in this world. But this is not what she should have at this age, so Nangong Yu can only hide her clumsiness and finish the whole song with skilled fingering. There is no fallacy.
The sound of the harp is endless.
When the last note fell, Nangong Yan stood up, waiting for Nangong Mu's guidance.
Nangong Mu recalled from the melodious piano sounds and said after a while: "Sister, you are already very skilled in piano, you also play this song very smoothly, the only flaw is the emotion." Chun Jiang In Flower Moon Night, there is a homesick feeling of a traveler, a short life sigh, and a woman upstairs looking forward to returning to her home ... "Speaking of this, maybe she was afraid of hitting her daughter, and added," You are young, It's normal to not have these things. You don't have to be too tangled. "
"Thank you Dad for your advice!" Nangong Yan bent down and gave him a gift.
After listening to the song "Spring Moon Flower Night", Nangong Mu was intrigued and said, "Today is exactly the night of the full moon. After dinner, my sister-in-law might as well go to the small bamboo forest in the garden with my father to play the moon. Qin, how did Dad teach you the song "Spring River Moonlight Night"? "Then, he felt that it was a good story to teach her daughter to play the piano in the bamboo forest under the moon.
When Nangong heard this, he smiled slightly, and the little pear vortex appeared at the corner of his lips. It seemed a little childish at this age: "Thank you father!"
Lin looked at the father and daughter with a smile, and he said hilariously: "Then I will prepare a supper for you tonight, uh ... just make our sister-in-law's favorite Chunchun cake."
Nangong Yan raised his smile and said happily, "My dear, you are so good!"
Nangong Mu looked at the time and said, "Call Brother Xin, we'll go to your grandmother and come back to eat earlier."
Nangong Yan nodded strongly, ran to call Nangong Xin personally, and went to Rong'an Hall with his parents.