My daughter is so annoying

"it is good."

"Come on, wipe away your tears."

Qingqing sniffed, wiped her eyes carelessly with her white hands, Fang Cheng wiped the tears off Qingqing's face with his sleeve, carried her to the dinner table and sat down.

During the meal, Fang Cheng was distracted.

All I can think about is the future.

That's right, the family of four is indeed very happy now, but in another 20 years, Qingqing and Xiao Yu'er will definitely not be around anymore. By then, will life still be as enjoyable as it is now?

Fang Cheng sighed softly, put two green vegetables in the little girl's bowl, and looked at his wife and two daughters with melancholy eyes.

Yang Yueyue frowned and said, "What are you thinking about?"

"No... nothing."

"eat more."

"Ah."

Let's cherish the present and let's talk about the future.

After dinner, Fang Cheng practiced Wuqinxi in the yard again. After more than an hour, Fang Cheng sat on the steps of the door covered in sweat and looked up at the sky. A star shone abnormally in the sky, like a human being. Eyes, deep and affectionate.

……

……

With no guests at home, Fang Cheng returned to his previous living habits.

Going to Lang Liangliang's house to learn piano in the morning, and spending the afternoon with his wife and children at home, this kind of life is actually fulfilling.

This morning, when walking home from Lang Liangliang's house after learning the piano, Fang Cheng heard the sound of someone singing an opera when passing by Yu Qian's house.

The voice was both unfamiliar and familiar, Fang Cheng stopped immediately, and walked towards Yu Qian's small courtyard.

"Brother Qian, are you home?"

"Hey, here we come."

Yu Qian stepped forward to open the door, Fang Cheng asked with a smile: "I heard the opera singing outside, is it Teacher Guo?"

"Come on, let me introduce you."

In the living room, Guo Degang was singing a famous Peking opera "Weiyang Palace Kills Han Xin", when he saw Yu Qian came in with Fang Cheng, Guo Degang stopped.

"Jiao'er, come on, let me introduce you, this is Fang Cheng, the hottest star right now."

"Brother Qian, stop teasing me, I'm so hot."

Guo Degang looked Fang Cheng up and down, nodded with a smile and said, "Young man, he really looks like me when I was young."

"Haha~" Everyone in the room laughed.

"As expected of Mr. Guo, this burden comes as soon as you open your mouth."

Guo Degang asked suspiciously: "You still know the word "burden"? Could it be that you have also learned cross talk?"

"No."

Fang Cheng smiled and shook his head, "I mainly like to listen."

In his previous life, Fang Cheng had to listen to the cross talk of Deyun Society every night to sleep. Fang Cheng knew almost all the cross talk baggage that could be found on the Internet. As long as he heard the previous sentence, Fang Cheng would know the next sentence. What to say.

"Sit down." Bai Yuhui pointed to the sofa.

Fang Cheng glanced at the time and found that it was still early, so he really sat down.

"Are you a singer?"

"Ah."

"It's so good~"

Yu Qian smiled and said, "That's all right? Let me tell you that Fang Cheng is different from other celebrities. The songs he wrote are good even for people of our age."

Guo Degang sighed and said: "It's a pity, I don't know songs, but I can also sing operas and ditties."

Fang Cheng spoke up: "Peking opera is the quintessence of the country, but it's a pity that you have to practice singing from an early age, otherwise I would definitely learn it."

"I didn't expect you to like Peking Opera so much at such a young age."

"I also like small songs in the capital, such as Exploring the Qingshui River."

"Exploring the Qingshui River?" Guo Degang asked suspiciously, "I've only heard of the Qingshui River. This seems to be a two-person job."

Oops, I slipped up again.

There is no exploration of the Qingshui River, no delivery of lovers, and no flower booths here.

Fang Cheng immediately said: "That's right, it's Qingshuihe. I like this story very much, so I changed it into a Beijing ditty."

"Adaptation?" After Guo De had just listened to it, he was very interested in what Fang Cheng said about Tan Qingshuihe, because he had also adapted many songs himself, so he immediately asked, "You mean you changed Errenzhuan into a Beijing ditty song?" How to sing?"

Up to now, I can only bite the bullet and admit it.

Fang Cheng nodded.

Yu Qian immediately said: "Hey, then you have worked hard, tell us a few more words?"

Bai Yuhui stood up straight away and said, "Do you want your guitar? I'll get it for you."

Before Fang Cheng could speak, Bai Yuhui went out directly.

Five minutes later, Bai Yuhui came back with Fang Cheng's guitar.

Fang Cheng took the guitar, sat down, and thought to himself: Next time, we must not leak our words again.

Fang Cheng tried the soundtrack first, and then sang directly.

"The tip of the peach leaf is pointed up."

"Liu Ye'er concealed the sky."

"Grandpa Ming, who is in his position, listen carefully to what I have to say."

"Hey, it happened at Jingxi Indigo Factory."