However, the trouble of Xi Chi's love for Jia Gongqiu also came. While listening to Xi Chi's flower farming, Xi Chi's loves painting. When she was young, she also became famous. She was especially good at painting chrysanthemums and was famous in the circle.

Jia Gongqiu's trouble is that the opera cynomolgus wanted to teach him how to draw chrysanthemums. Every time he went there, he first listened to the opera and then started drawing chrysanthemums, which made this person with the ideal of being a useless and rich second-generation.

"Uncle, uncle, ride a big horse, ride a big horse!"

Jia Gongqiu is enjoying the celebrity, but some people don’t buy it. Jia Qing doesn’t like to listen to operas, so she runs towards him with her short legs. The little girl is pink and has a braid with a red headband tied to her braid. She runs up and down, and her body is still shaking. It makes people frightened to see that the girl who is responsible for taking care of her is busy following her, for fear that she will fall.

Jia Gongqiu likes this little girl very much. Last time she was happy to let her ride on a horse, but unexpectedly, this little girl fell in love with her. Every time she saw her, she would ride a horse. Jia Gongqiu felt so regretful. He dug a hole and jumped down by himself. He was a master of the generation, but he actually rode your little girl as a horse. It's embarrassing!

Jia Gongqiu was also afraid that she would fall, so he stopped in disappointment. He reached out to catch him and pressed his nose: "Let's change the way we play today. Can we tell stories today? Let's tell you a story."

"Pleasant goat." The little girl tilted her mind and thought for a while. Her braid was shaking and her little hands grabbed Jia Gongqiu's cuffs, looking forward to it.

"Saint Seiya, talk about Saint Seiya." Jia Xinwei ran over from behind and shouted in a hurry. He was nearly one head taller than his sister. At the age of four, he had already begun to know that he was naughty. He had a few grass in his hair and a piece of dirt on his face.

"If you don't tell this, Master Shu will tell you the story of painting skin?" Jia Gongqiu's smile was a bit like the wolf grandmother who saw the little white rabbit.

"No, no, I don't want to listen." Jia Qing shook her head repeatedly, her face nervous and scared.

The story of this painted skin was naturally adapted by Jia Gongqiu based on a movie in his previous life. The little girl has obviously been poisoned several times and has a psychological shadow.

The good opera can't continue. Dama naturally failed to ride under Jia Gongqiu's insistence. Sui'er grabbed her free time and asked Jia Gongqiu to go back to her house to practice calligraphy. This was the homework assigned by the private school teacher, and she had to copy regular script every day. This was also a headache for Jia Gongqiu. He didn't understand. Now that the pen is popular, who still uses a brush, but Liuye and Zhu Xiu both thought the teacher was right.

Sui'er couldn't hold back her laughing as she heard Jia Gongqiu sighing, and she couldn't hold back her laughing. This young master was really interesting. She pretended to be so old and funny.

"I'm so angry!" With a wail, Suier finally couldn't help but make a sound, but Jia Qing behind her raised a slap in her voice, her voice was tender: "Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai-Tai

Jia Gongqiu stepped on the stone road in all directions, waved his hands, and sang at the top of his voice: "I have been cautious for decades of military use, and I misused Xiao Ma Su's useless person. I had no choice but to set up an empty city plan, and I was unstable..."

"Okay!" Jia Xinwei shouted inappropriately again. Jia Gongqiu turned around and knocked on his head: "What are you calling nonsense? If you don't understand, don't scream?"

Jia Xinwei touched his head and was very dissatisfied: "I'm wrong? Why did you hit me again?"

"Did you understand if you didn't call it to the point? You're so stupid. Look, Xiao Qing'er understands it. She's so accurate when she hits the beats and never screams!"

"Where is that bit?" Jia Xinwei was still quite aggrieved.

A four-year-old child didn't know where the point in Peking Opera was. Jia Gongqiu was also a playboy and explained for a long time before he understood. He couldn't help but take some time to explain it to him, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he heard a smooth sound of the piano coming, and Jia Gongqiu's ears became staggered.

After listening for a while, I realized that this was Tchaikovsky's serenade in C major. He learned piano music in his previous life. In his previous life, his parents arranged a lot of learning for him based on the principle of not losing at the starting line, which is at this age. They learned everything from music and dance. They bought a second-hand piano from relatives. He practiced it for a full seven years, until the piano broke down and the family had a change. They couldn't pay the high tuition fee, so they stopped studying. When they were in junior high school, they picked up the guitar.

Jia Gongqiu only listened for a while and concluded that this was definitely not played by Jia Dai. After listening to her too much piano over the years, her level was only level four to five in her previous life. She couldn't catch up with him, so he had reached level seven.

But today is different. The sound of the piano is sometimes cheerful, sometimes sad; sometimes high-pitched, sometimes gentle; the stars are flowing in the night sky, the carriage passes through the grassland, the Volga River quietly runs into the distance, and the sad trumpet of the boatman comes from afar; suddenly the autumn wind suddenly rises, the green grass gradually witheres, and the cold snowflakes fly down from the sky.

"Young Master, young master, don't be stunned. Hurry up, you can't finish it any later."

Sui'er was still thinking about practicing calligraphy, and woke Jia Gongqiu up from the beautiful melody. She held Jia Gongqiu's hand and wanted to leave, but Jia Gongqiu broke free from her hand and ran towards the sound of the piano. Sui'er hurriedly chased after him. Jia Xinwei hesitated and followed with his short legs. Jia Qing was stumbling and wanted to follow him. The girl hurriedly picked her up.

When he ran to the starting point of the piano sound, as Jia Gongqiu expected, another woman who created such a beautiful piano sound was sitting on the chair next to him, holding her cheek with one hand and listening silently.

The woman playing the piano did not notice the person appearing at the door, and was still immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano. However, Jia Dai was obviously alarmed. Seeing her standing up, Jia Gongqiu's heart sank. Sure enough, this move alarmed the woman playing the piano, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Jia Dai hesitated and pulled Jia Gongqiu into the door. Jia Gongqiu rarely played with these elder nieces and nephews. First of all, the age gap was too big, so it was a bit embarrassing to call these young men and girls a four or five-year-old uncle. Secondly, Zhu Xiu didn't like Jia Gongqiu and Kuanguang and Kuanmin and other nephews, and Jia Yun and Jia Dai were better.

"Dai'er, this is your uncle."

The woman playing the piano stopped and stood up, and asked Jia Gongqiu. The girl was about 1.62 to 1.65 meters tall. She was wearing a cheongsam with long hair draped over her shoulders, and her hair was caged together with a white hairband, revealing a piece of her fair neck. Looking at the girl's appearance, Jia Gongqiu's head seemed to hit lightning.

The girl has delicate facial features, curved eyebrows like the moon, her eyes are big and round, as if two gems are shining, her nose is straight, and her skin is white, but not that pale, but a layer of jade light in her delicateness, which is delicate and attractive.

"Wow, Sister Fairy! This is Sister Fairy!" Jia Gongqiu looked at the girl in a daze, and his mind was buzzing. The sound was so nice, as if it was a note floating from the sky, it was amazing.

"Well, uncle, let me introduce you to me. This is my classmate, Fang Jingyi."

Jia Gongqiu was still so stupid. Jia Dai couldn't help but repeat it again. Fang Jingyi sneered and squatted down to look at Jia Gongqiu's eyes: "Little brother, what are your name?"

Jia Gongqiu then woke up and said blankly: "I, I, I am my uncle, sister, what are your name?"

Jia Dai and Fang Jingyi faced each other and laughed almost at the same time. Jia Gongqiu didn't know what they were laughing at, but she was still so muddy. Fang Jingyi felt more and more funny as she smiled. She covered her stomach and couldn't straighten her waist.

"Sister, teach me how to play the piano." Jia Gongqiu held Fang Jingyi's hand, and the entry was delicate and smooth, as warm as jade.

"Sister?!" Fang Jingyi was stunned for a moment, then she smiled even more vigorously. Jia Gongqiu pulled one hand and Jia Dai with the other: "Dai'er, I am his sister, you are his niece, you..., what should you call me?"

"Okay, okay, I will call you grandma from now on, as long as you are not afraid of calling you old!" Jia Dai covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Others are cold and thought they were an old lady in her seventies or eighties."

Jia Gongqiu also smiled foolishly, and began to feel regretful. This beautiful fairy sister would be gnawed by the wild boar. Look at her little arms and legs. Oh, when she grows up, her children can make soy sauce.

"Sister, can you teach me to play the piano?" Jia Gongqiu's eyes rolled. Although he couldn't appreciate this cabbage, it would be nice to leave some fragrance. From now on, he leaned against this fairy sister all day and lived a beautiful life with a beautiful woman. He was so beautiful!

"Uncle, why do you remember to learn piano?" Jia Dai finally calmed down and asked curiously. Jia Gongqiu had heard her play the piano many times, but she had never made any statement. Today, she suddenly proposed to learn.

"It sounds nice, I want to learn."

"Okay, I'll teach you."

"Well," Jia Gongqiu pretended to be embarrassed, looked at Jia Dai, then looked at Fang Jingyi, and hesitated for a while before saying in a dilemma: "My sister would teach me, I will teach me the piano and I am the teacher. You are my niece and can't be a teacher."

Fang Jingyi happened to get up, and at this moment she couldn't help but feel happy: "The niece can't be a teacher, haha, Dai'er, your uncle is so funny."

"I can't be your teacher if I have no conscience?" Jia Dai said angrily, lit her fingers on Jia Gongqiu's forehead.

Jia Gongqiu smiled foolishly, Jia Dai and Fang Jingyi were having fun again. Jia Gongqiu walked to the piano and gently pressed the keys. The piano made a crisp sound. Jia Dai and Fang Jingyi turned their heads.

Fang Jingyi walked to Jia Gongqiu and touched his little head: "Do you understand this piano?"

Jia Gongqiu looked up in confusion: "Sister, the piano is a piano, a musical instrument. The book says that the lingering sound is lingering around the beams, and it lasts for three days, it is the sound of the piano."

A trace of surprise flashed in Fang Jingyi's eyes. It was not surprising that Jia Dai wanted to say such words, but the five-year-old child was a little surprised. Fang Jingyi asked deliberately: "Then do you know that the lingering sound is lingering around the beams, and it is said in that book?"

This made Jia Gongqiu stump. He didn't know whether in his past or in this life. The lingering sound was lingering on the beams for three days. Those who know music probably know this idiom, but few people know the source, including Jia Gongqiu's college classmates in his previous life.

Fang Jingyi chuckled: "I don't know."

Jia Gongqiu lowered his head honestly, and his little face was covered with a blush: "The teacher has never taught me, sister, do you know where it comes from?"

"Liezi Tang asked, and Qin Qinggu said to his friend: Han E was in the east of Qi, and he was scarce about grain, and passed Yongmen, and sold songs and food. After he left, the sound of the music lingered around the Liang Dynasty, and it took three days to stop, and the people around him did not leave."

Fang Jingyi opened her mouth without any ambiguity, without even thinking about it. Jia Gongqiu's eyes were almost glaring out. This beauty is not simple, she is both talented and beautiful, not the kind of vase or embroidered pillow.

"This means, Qin Qing told his friend: Once upon a time, Han E went east to Qi State, and after eating the food on the road, he relied on singing to exchange for food when he passed by Yongmen. After she left, the lingering sound of singing was still lingering on the pillars for a long time, and the residents nearby thought she had not left."

Jia Dai smiled and said, "Jingyi, you are just a teacher. Uncle, you have good eyesight. My classmate is not only beautiful, but also knowledgeable and talented. He has just returned from studying in the UK."

This beauty is actually a returnee! The returnees in the past life were almost ruined, but there are not many returnees in this era, and returnees are just golden signs.

"By the way, Jingyi, aren't you free now? Let's just teach my uncle." Jia Dai smiled and hugged Fang Jingyi: "Tell me by the way, and see how you, a talented student from the Royal Conservatory of Music in the UK, teach students."

Jia Gongqiu was breathing a chill at the Royal Conservatory of Music in the UK. The reputation of this conservatory was well-known in his previous life. This beauty actually came from here. God really favored her and actually sent such a teacher.

Jia Gongqiu immediately hugged Fang Jingyi's legs. It would be better for a child. Now Jia Gongqiu is extremely envious of his identity. You have to change an adult to hug her thighs and immediately slap her twice before sending it to the police station. But he can just hug her, who made him so tall?

It smells fragrant, really fragrant, Jia Gongqiu immediately felt that the flowers and plants in his previous life were all TMD's vulgar things, with fake faces, fake breasts, butts, and a chemical smell all over his body. It was not like this beauty, like a rough jade, with a faint and light fragrance, natural, without any slight sculpting.

"Okay, my teaching fee is high." Fang Jingyi joked.

Jia Gongqiu hesitated for a moment. After this era, he had no idea about prices and wages, and did not know what price should be appropriate. Jia Dai laughed and said, "I don't have much money, I can only be considered an auditor. I don't pay for it."

Jia Gongqiu smiled and said with a smile: "Sister, is this good? How much is your teaching fee in the UK? I will do it here."

Fang Jingyi was a little surprised. She was a little joking, but Jia Gongqiu was quite angry. She had taught students part-time in the UK, and the teaching fee was also high among her classmates. Jia Dai gave a joke, but Jia Gongqiu agreed without hesitation, and her tone was quite tough.

"It's worthy of being the young master of your Jia family. He has a very strong tone, but sister has no time." Fang Jingyi said, shaving Jia Gongqiu's nose and twisting his face again: "Besides, this requires Grandpa Six and Grandma to agree."

"My mom, I'll talk." Jia Gongqiu really wanted to learn piano. In addition to keeping Yuxiang, his dream was music. This was a dream brought by his previous life and could not be escaped. Music was his soul and his pursuit in two lives. None of them could be left behind.

Jia Gongqiu said as he sat in front of the piano and hesitated. He did not dare to play the songs he had learned in his previous life. Fang Jingyi and Jia Dai wanted to ask, but he could not hide it and could not even make up lies.

The little guy who knows nothing, even knows the score of the five-line, actually plays the songs of Tchaikovsky, Beethoven and Bach well. This is not a genius, nor a genius, it's a hell.

;
Chapter completed!