In the ward.
When one song is finished, another song starts again.
Mo Yan Jue is impatient with the big bag and the small bag.
Can see the old lady's face on the hospital bed gradually have some smile, let him wait for him more, he would be happy.
Finally, as he was waiting for him to fall asleep, the ward became quiet.
Precise eyes through the glass window, the old lady is questioning.
"Especially to please me?"
Mu Qiqi was embarrassed. If she could learn Opera one day, she would be a God.
This kind of skill was cultivated by my grandfather when he was young.
My grandfather likes opera, so she sent her to a famous opera master in Yuncheng when she was six years old. But later, with the growth of age, heavy academic, grandfather saw her too hard, did not let her to learn.
Later, she went to university abroad, and there was a community in the school. She picked it up again. Fortunately, she learned basic skills well. She would open her mouth after several more exercises.
It's just that she didn't expect that this place would be useful again today.
"Dumb?"
Looking at Mu Qiqi standing for a long time without talking, the old lady pulled down her face.
"Oh, if I go back to my grandmother, I've been learning opera since I was six years old. I can't learn it in a day." Mu Qiqi recoils, embarrassed way.
Six years old?
The old lady's heart trembled.
It was only yesterday that he said that his family background was not good. Today, we are going to have such a show. Where is the old face going?
But she did send someone to investigate. Her mother passed away more than ten years ago, and her father married another woman. She had a bad relationship with her stepmother.
Is the investigation wrong?
Confused, the old lady looked at her up and down and continued to ask, "what else?"
Mu Qiqi was asked muddled, which aspect does this refer to?
"Er... After thinking about it for a while, Mu Qiqi raised his head and answered seriously:" I can draw and cook. "
"Can you draw?" The old lady was surprised in the bottom of her heart, but how could she express herself on her face? She said in a light tone.
"Well, my grandfather is a painter. I began to study under my grandfather's guidance when I was young. When I was in college, my grandfather sent me to study abroad."
Cloud City surnamed Mu painter, the old lady suddenly thought of Mu Xicheng, eyes light up instantly.
"Is your grandfather Mu Xicheng?" The old lady confirmed.
Muqiqi surprise: "grandma knows my grandfather?"
The old lady's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, as if thinking of something long ago.
Mu Qiqi saw the old lady's complicated facial expression and didn't dare to speak any more, so he had to stand obediently.
Time passed by for a long time, the old lady pulled away from the memory and waved her hand to Muqiqi, "you go, I'm tired, I'm going to have a rest."
Muqiqiyi face innocent, she didn't know that her words were wrong to make Grandma suddenly unhappy.
She bit her lip and whispered, "grandma, you have a rest, I'll go first."
The old lady rolled over and lay down, not looking at her.
Mu Qiqi's heart was up and down, so he walked out of the ward.
Seeing Mo yanjue waiting outside the door, he felt more guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, and I don't know how I messed it up ····"
Mo yanjue felt distressed and touched her head, "it's OK, it's fine. Grandma just laughed when listening to you singing."
"Really?" Mu Qiqi was happy like a child and asked with a grin.
Mo Yan Jue's eyebrows and eyes were full of love that could not be hidden. "Of course it is true."
Encouraged by Mo yanjue, Mu Qiqi was full of confidence again, and made a gesture of refueling to him, "I believe that after my efforts, grandma will accept me!"
Mo yanjue gently took her hand and said gently, "I believe too!"
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