Chapter 593

"The noodles are ready, the egg noodles."

Ye Rongrong came over with two bowls of egg noodles and said to his sister-in-law and mother-in-law who were chatting.

As for why we make egg noodles, it's mainly Ye Guangrong's custom. When guests come home, they will make a bowl of egg noodles. The quantity of eggs in the egg noodles is required, that is, two fried eggs. In the eyes of Chinese people, everything likes good things in pairs.

"Why are you looking at me like this?"

Ye Rongrong put two bowls of egg noodles on the table and found that his mother-in-law and sister-in-law looked at him like a monster. Ye Rongrong asked suspiciously.

Don't you just make two bowls of egg noodles? Do you need to look at yourself like you don't know yourself?

"Brother in law, can you play the piano?"

Liu Xi looks at Ye Guangrong curiously and asks. Liu Xixi now thinks that her brother-in-law is more and more mysterious. She knows medicine, cooking and martial arts so well. Now she knows that he can even play the piano. What else can't he do.

"Is it difficult to play the piano?"

Ye Rongrong said in some forced fashion. Ye Rongrong looks like playing the piano is a very simple thing.

If those who have been studying piano for decades and are still pianists hear this, ye Guangrong will surely be strangled.

"Glory, listen to Qingqing, you play the piano very well."

Ouyang Lizhu looked at her son-in-law and asked. Ouyang Lizhu really can't believe that her son-in-law can play the piano, and her level is better than that of a piano master.

He is more powerful than a Master Pianist. He is a Master Pianist. Now there is no master pianist in the whole piano industry.

How can my son-in-law be a piano master?

Ouyang Lizhu thinks that her daughter may be exaggerating, or it may be a feeling of "beauty in the eye of the beholder", which makes her feel that ye Rongrong's piano playing level is better than those of the piano masters.

"It's OK. It's not worse than those people on TV." Ye Rongrong said modestly.

Yes, in Ye Rongrong's opinion, comparing himself with those piano players on TV, I am modest now.

"Brother in law, that's great. I'll live in your house this summer vacation. You teach me how to play the piano." Liu Xi said happily.

No matter whether her sister pastes gold on her brother-in-law's face or the brother-in-law is boasting, Liu Xi thinks it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that I can stay with my brother-in-law this summer vacation.

"To teach you the piano?"

Ye Guangrong asked somewhat depressed. Ye Guangrong doesn't like to be a teacher. Although Ye Guangrong is a visiting professor of southern Zhejiang Medical College, he doesn't give lessons to students unless he has two extracurricular classes on the first day.

The reason is very simple. I don't want to go to the provincial capital.

"Yes, my elder sister said that you will teach me piano this summer vacation." Said Liu Xi.

"All right."

Since his wife has promised his sister-in-law for himself, ye Guangrong certainly won't refuse, otherwise, his mother-in-law and sister-in-law will feel that his husband and wife don't agree.

"Glory, when can you play one for us?"

Ouyang Lizhu looks at Ye Rongrong and asks. Without listening to her son-in-law playing the piano, Ouyang Lizhu still can't believe that her son-in-law, who is five big and three rough, can play the piano so well.

"Tomorrow."

Ye Rongrong said indifferently. I haven't played the piano for quite a long time, and ye Rongrong's hands are itching.

"Mom, Xi Xi, hurry to eat noodles. It's not delicious when it's cold."

When Liu Qingqing saw her mother and sister talking to her man, she forgot to eat noodles and quickly reminded her.

"The noodles made by my brother-in-law are delicious." Liu Xi happily eats noodles, and does not forget to flatter Ye Guangrong.

"Let your brother-in-law make noodles for you these days." Liu Qingqing said with a smile.

"No, I prefer my brother-in-law's cooking."

Liu Xi said quickly. No matter how delicious the noodles are, they can't be eaten every day. It's better to eat the dishes made by my brother-in-law.

"I cooked that night."

Ye Guangrong said with a smile. These days, in addition to making supper and tonics for his wife, Aunt Liu makes lunch and dinner, but ye Rongrong doesn't do much about it.

……

"Husband, I want to sleep with my mother and sister at night." After dinner, Liu Qingqing said to Ye Rongrong alone.

I haven't seen each other for more than two years. Mother and daughter have endless words. They want to sleep together and talk in bed at night.

"All right."

Ye Rongrong had long thought that he would sleep in the guest room at night, so he didn't feel particularly depressed. After all, his wife and her mother and sister hadn't seen each other for more than two years. Now they are very sticky. Ye Rongrong certainly needs to understand.

"Thank you, honey." Liu Qingqing thanks."Thanks can't be said by mouth." Ye Rongrong looked at his wife and said.

"I hate it."

Liu Qingqing said with a white look at his man. If it wasn't for her pregnancy, Liu Qingqing would be crazy once and make her man happy.

"Well, I'll go to bed in the guest room."

There's nothing wrong with the old saying. One woman is a duck, three women are a group of ducks, just three mothers and daughters in the guest room. It's like a vegetable market. Ye Rongrong can't stand it any more. He'd better go back to the guest room and have a rest.

Ye Rongrong came to the guest room and looked at the time. Eight o'clock in the evening had not arrived, and ye Rongrong was not sleepy.

When you turn on the computer, ye Rongrong starts to watch the news. There is no big news in China. It's still an old topic. It's a wonderful wedding custom. It's not that the groom is tied to a telegraph pole, that he is lit with firecrackers, that he is lit with cigarettes, or that the bridesmaid is scared or profaned.

There is no such wonderful custom in Yangping County, but there is such a vulgar custom in the county next door that all girls get married and no girl dares to be a bridesmaid.

After a look, what does Ye Rongrong feel? For entertainment news, the first thing that comes into his eyes is the news of his acquaintance fan Binbin.

Because fan Binbin knows himself, ye Rongrong can't help but pay attention to the news, and it's OK. It's just a spoof, which turns the white faced fan Binbin into a black faced fan Binbin.

Let alone the fact that this face turns black, it's just ugly. It seems that there's nothing wrong with covering thousands of ugliness with white. Few white women are ugly.

"System task, sell the first song copyright of" love business "within five days, and the system rewards 100 points of honor." Suddenly, in Ye Rongrong's mind, came the electronic sound of "lazy man system".

No, where can I buy this love business? I have to sell it in five days. It's really boring. Who can I sell it to.

Ye Guangrong has a headache.

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"Sister, this is your bedroom. What a big bed."

Liu Xi enters Liu Qingqing's bedroom, looks at it and says. In this bedroom, Liu Xi Xi's favorite is the big bed in the bedroom, which is more than two meters wide and can't squeeze four people.

"When you get married, you can buy a bigger bed."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile. In modern times, whether in the countryside or in the city, if people get married, they must buy the wedding bed. Generally, the woman chooses the wedding bed, and the man's family is responsible for paying.

Before ye Guangrong and Liu Qingqing got married, ye Guangrong's mother took Liu Qingqing to the furniture store in the town to choose this wedding bed.

Considering Ye Rongrong's height and physique, Liu Qingqing chose the biggest bed and spent 8000 yuan.

Now the price of marriage bed is not cheap, the cheapest is more than 3000, expensive, there is no bottom, tens of thousands of one, even millions of one.

But in the countryside, no one will buy a couple of hundred thousand wedding beds.

"I'm still early to get married." Liu Xi Xi said that now Liu Xi Xi is only 15 or 6 years old. It's really far away from her to get married.

"Time is fast. In a few years, it will pass." Liu Qingqing said.

"Qingqing, who painted this picture?"

Different from Liu Xi's attention to the big bed in her bedroom, Ouyang Lizhu was attracted by the portrait hanging on the bedroom wall as soon as she entered the bedroom.

This painting is too vivid, too lifelike, give their own feeling, just like their daughter alive in the painting.

Ouyang Lizhu even knows one of the masters of painting and calligraphy, but his level is definitely not as good as that of painting and calligraphy who painted his daughter.

"Sister, this painting is so lifelike. It's just like you live in the painting. It's amazing." At this time, Liu Xixi also noticed the portrait hanging on the wall,

this is the most realistic portrait Liu Xixi has ever seen, even the divine painting "Mona Lisa" is not as good as her sister's.

One is that my sister is so much more beautiful than Mona Lisa that she is not a beauty of a high grade. The other is that the portrait of my sister is so lifelike no matter what angle you look at it. It is the feeling that people live in the painting.

In the portrait of Mona Lisa, except for the eyes of Mona Lisa, you feel that her eyes are looking at you from any angle in front of the portrait, which is more magical, the others are not as good as the portrait of your sister.

And the portrait of her sister, the affectionate eyes, Liu Xi Xi, no matter from which point of view, feel that being watched by these affectionate eyes can melt her heart.

It's amazing. Liu Xi estimates that if she takes out this portrait of her sister and sells it, it will definitely sell at a sky high price.

Which master of painting and calligraphy can draw such a powerful portrait?

Liu Xi was full of curiosity.

"Qingqing, who painted this painting?"

Ouyang Lizhu asked again. Ouyang Lizhu really wants to know which master has painted such a powerful portrait for her daughter. If she takes it out and buys it, Ouyang Lizhu can't believe what kind of sky high price it can sell.It's so vivid. It's definitely a legend in the field of painting and calligraphy.

"Guess what."

Liu Qingqing said with a smile. Liu Qingqing thought that she would let her mother and sister guess and see if she could.

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