Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

So now, her clarification is completely justified, and she hopes that others can help her to realize that the Qiao family is not what she imagined.

"Okay, since you said that, then we have reached an agreement, and you can sign an agreement."

"Thank you."

"fine."

After leaving the newspaper office, Qiao Wan felt very happy, her aunt finally had a chance to be happy down here.

After returning to the Song family, the piano she bought happened to be delivered to the Song family.

Because Xue Zhenzhen returned to Xue's house recently, she was urgently called back by her father to train her, so she didn't have a chance to sneer in her ear.

She looked at the delivered piano and thought she liked it very much.

After she signed, the delivery man dared to leave.

Qiao Wan asked people to move the piano to her room so that no one would be uncomfortable with manipulation.

She didn't turn on the piano for now, and waited for Congcong to come back to watch.

Looking at the current time, it was still some time before school ended. Qiao Wan was tired from going out to do errands every day, so she lay on the bed to rest for a while, and then booked a brain to pick up Congcong home.

Qiao Wan slept on the bed, and fell asleep after a while.

She slept peacefully in her dream.

When the alarm clock rang, she had just woken up, and now it was time to pick up Congcong.

She felt that the reason why she slept so soundly was probably due to the exercise last night.

Because the exercise is a bit intense...

She went to take Congcong home, and the first thing she did after returning home was to bring him to the piano.

Covered with a large cloth.

"First, did Congcong take the No.1 exam today?"

"Of course, I passed the No.1 exam, No.1 in the whole school, I will take out the report card."

"No need, mom believes in Cong Cong, look, what is this?"

Qiao Wan pointed to the big thing in front of her.

Because it was covered, I couldn't see what it was.

Cong Cong stood, not knowing what it was, and was about to uncover it.

"What is this? Mom, can I open it?"

Qiao Wan nodded.

As soon as Congcong's little hand exerted force, the steps above were uncovered.

The piano below is naturally exposed.

Very gorgeous, and good-looking, and elegant and good quality.

"Do you want to try it?"

Qiao Wan asked.

Congcong nodded, clapped vigorously, and said, "Okay, but Mom, I can't play well."

"It's okay, mom can teach you, just let you try the timbre."

Congcong put his hands on the piano and sat straight in front of the piano, looking really decent.

He pressed hard, but the force was a little light, but he didn't press it.

"Put harder, and put your hand on it like you're holding an apple."

Qiao Wan taught.

Cong Cong nodded, and then pressed it hard as Qiao Wan said.

Although rusty, the sound is perfect and crisp.

"I like this piano very much."

"nice! You love it."

As Qiao Wan said, she touched Cong Cong's head with a smile.

"Okay, now I can teach you."

"Mom, play a song first! I want to hear it."

"Okay."

Qiao Wan said, then put her hands on the keys, and played Mozart's piece with her heart.

The voice is mellow and melodious, it sounds very pleasant and inspiring.

There was a burst of sound, which was also heard by Grandma Song in the house. Although the villa is soundproof, Grandma Song is drinking water outside, so she can hear the sound of the piano here.

At this time, Song Yanshu just came back.

"Yan Shu, did you invite the band?" Grandma Song asked.

"No, I didn't hire a band."

At this time, Song Yanshu also heard music, which was the sound of the piano.

"It's really good, the sound of the piano."

Grandma Song asked: "Who is playing the piano, you go and see?"

Song Yanshu heard this, followed the sound of the piano and walked upstairs, and saw Qiao Wan, who was sitting in front of the piano, playing the piano very attentively.

The sound of the piano is beautiful, and her ability is even better than some professional pianists.

He didn't want to disturb Qiao Wan, so he watched quietly.

Congcong also stood aside, shaking his head.

After playing a song, Qiao Wan breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and saw Song Yanshu.

"when did you come?"

"just."

In fact, he has been standing there for a while.

"You bought this piano yourself?"

Song Yanshu asked.

"Didn't disturb you?"

As Qiao Wan said, let Cong Cong sit over there first.

"No, well, for a while, let's go down and eat."

Qiao Wan didn't speak, and watched Song Yanshu leave.

"Congcong, we'll practice after you finish your meal, and we can practice for a long time today."

"Mom, don't you want to eat?"

Congcong blinked.

"I don't eat, I can't eat."

Qiao Wan said.

"Well then, Congcong won't force his mother, I'll go and eat obediently later."

Qiao Wan was alone in the room.

Then close your eyes and meditate.

She can always see the previous scenes and sigh why she is so stupid.

She found that she hadn't seen her enemy for a long time, and her will to revenge had been eroded a lot.

"Ugh."

Thinking about it, Qiao Wan rolled over on the bed.

But now that she is by Song Yanshu's side, those people have nothing to do. They have to jump around all day, so it's probably not easy!
In fact, sometimes the real pain and despair is not death, but the tortured heart of a person.

The feeling of wanting something clearly but without hope.

Thinking about it, Qiao Wan couldn't help getting up and playing another song.

"mom!"

Congcong came up.

"It's only 10 minutes, so fast?"

"Unfortunately, Congcong is a child, so he eats little."

"I'm sorry, did the sound of your mother's piano attract you, so that you came here before you were full?"

"No, mom, you misunderstood."

Qiao Wan sat in front of the piano and asked Congcong to move a stool to sit beside her.

They can already start teaching, and when they have learned a certain level, Congcong can also look at the score and play by himself.

For the first time tonight, Song Yanshu did not go back to the bedroom to rest, but chose to sit on the sofa in the living room and enjoy Qiao Wan's music.

Although sometimes the tunes taught are intermittent, but this does not affect his interest in the slightest.

The tunes played are all classical music, which the butler likes very much, but he always feels that Young Master Song will not like this bland type very much.

Because it's too dull.

But when he came to Song Yanshu's side, he realized that he was wrong.

Unexpectedly, Song Yanshu would sit there quietly and listen to this boring classical piano music.

"Song Shao, don't you go back to your room to rest? The room is soundproof."

Song Yanshu said while drinking water, "No, I don't want to go back, so don't worry about it."

"It's cold here, and you don't like to turn on the air conditioner, why don't I go and talk about it and inform Young Master Song to come and listen."

Song Yanshu was unhappy after hearing this.

"Don't bother them, and I don't want to disturb the pace in the past, let them play by themselves."

"It's going on like this, it's a bit cold, I'd better turn on the air conditioner for you."

The housekeeper is very thoughtful.

He didn't want to see Song Yanshu sick, otherwise Grandma Song would scold him to death.

Then it will be difficult for him to be in the Song family in the future.

"Okay, you can go, don't disturb me to enjoy the song."

"Okay, okay, I'll go now, I'll beat you up, if you need anything, remember to call me!"

"it is good."

Song Yanshu said, thinking that the housekeeper always had so many things to do, and he had already let him go.

But the reason why it became like this is because the butler really did his best for the Song family, and he couldn't refute the butler's face.

After listening for a while, the voice suddenly stopped. Song Yanshu thought, Congcong must be doing homework, right?

But after a while, he saw Congcong come down.

Congcong held Song Yanshu's arm and pulled him upstairs.

"Where to go?"

"Go up, I want to invite Dad to go up and listen to my mother and I play the piano, and my mother agreed!"

Sure enough, the child's mind is still pure, he only knows to appreciate beautiful things with his parents, and he doesn't know anything else.

"Don't pull me, I'll go."

As Song Yanshu said, the two went up together.

Song Yanshu sat down at the side, and the three of them enjoyed the piano music together. This elegant and beautiful sound made people fascinated.

Even without saying a word, I already feel very happy.

What's more, a family of three sits and listens together.

When Grandma Song came out, she had something to do with Song Yanshu, but when she heard the voice, she was very disturbed.

"Butler! Where's the butler?"

Hearing the sound, the butler rushed over immediately.

"Here, what's the matter?"

Grandma Song asked: "What about Young Master Song, why is Young Master Song missing? Didn't you tell me to report to me?"

"You just said you went out to report, but Song Shao didn't go out, how should I report?"

"I didn't go out, so why can't I find him anywhere?"

Grandma Song has a bad temper recently and she always loses her temper.

The housekeeper also felt very helpless.

"He should be with Miss Qiao, probably listening to the piano!"

At this time, a voice sounded again.

Grandma Song followed the voice.

After walking for a while, she saw Song Yanshu and Qiao Wan sitting together with Congcong in between, a family of three in harmony.

But seeing such a situation, Grandma Song couldn't feel happy, or she couldn't be happy for Song Yanshu.

She didn't like Qiao Wan, and always felt that such a woman was not worthy of her Song family.

How about playing the piano?
It's not that she covets the family's property and money, no matter how much she justifies herself, she can't change her nature of loving money and profit, even her aunt of Qiao's family is the same.

In other words, these two people are basically the same.

Neither is a good thing.

"Qiao Wan, stop playing, it's so late, take Congcong to bed early."

Grandma Song ordered.

Qiao Wan was playing, but she paused when she heard the words, disrupting the rhythm.

"Grandma, why are you here? Shouldn't you be resting now?"

"Yeah, only me, an old man, needs to rest. You don't need to rest. Don't you go to work tomorrow? Don't you have to go to school every day? Only Qiao Wan, who has nothing to do every day, always makes so many things that hinder you. !"

It can be seen that Grandma Song is very angry.

She looked as if she wanted to swallow Qiao Wan alive.

"But it's only ten o'clock."

"It's only ten o'clock? Shouldn't you be resting?"

Grandma Song asked.