Silly goose

Xiaoguo walked to Luo Yu and sat down on the sofa next to him.

Under Xiaoguo's curious gaze, Luo Yu stretched out his hand to open the huge wooden box. It had a beautiful maroon lacquer body, smooth and delicate wood grain lines, and shiny strings. What lay inside was a beautiful violin.

Luo Yu reached out and stroked the piano, took it out, and put it on his shoulder.He stood up and said to Xiaoguo in an eloquent tone: "Once upon a time... there was a little mouse, and it received a beautiful gift, which was a doll."

Luo Yu's voice was gentle, and at the same time, the bow in his hand was also put on the strings, and he raised his hand and pulled it slowly, and the melodious tone flowed out the next moment.

The easy and jumping notes immediately affected Xiaoguo's mind. He stared at Luo Yu's movements with wide eyes in amazement, and his mouth opened wide.

Luo Yu was very satisfied with Xiaoguo's expression, and he continued to accompany the music: "The little mouse likes dolls very much, and wants to play with her every day, but one day, the doll got sick."

The cheerful rhythm suddenly slowed down, and the tune changed from playful to long, as if the little mouse could be heard full of worry about the doll.

Xiaoguo seemed to understand her emotions, and frowned.

Luo Yu stood with his back on the terrace, the bright sunlight reflected from behind him, he was wearing a white shirt, his whole body seemed to be melted in a layer of warm light, his back was straight, and his posture of pulling the bow was elegant and smooth , Looking from a distance, I just feel pleasing to the eye.

At this time, the music paused again, and once again sank down, the spreading melody was more sad this time.

Luo Yu said: "The doll's illness is not cured, unfortunately, she passed away, so at the doll's funeral, the little mouse gave her this song."

The song is not long, but Luo Yu stopped after a few bars, but looking at the sad Xiaoguo, Luo Yu asked expectantly: "Does it sound good?"

Xiaoguo nodded, but Xiaoguo was a little sad: "Baby, poor."

Luo Yu shook his head: "The baby is not pitiful, but the little mouse left behind is pitiful."

However, Luo Yu laughed again in the next moment: "But don't be sad, as long as the little mouse wishes, he will have a new doll soon."

As he said that, Luo Yu set up the bow again, and the smooth and bright notes flowed out again, this time more melodious and melodious than before, like spring flowers blooming.

Sure enough, Xiaoguo was quickly infected by Luo Yu's performance and expression. He raised the corners of his mouth amidst the jumping notes, and the smile on his face grew wider and wider. When the music came to the most exciting part, Xiaoguo couldn't bear it. He clenched his fist and shook it from side to side along with the music, sweeping away the haze that had covered his body in the past few days.

After a beautiful chord, the performance stopped abruptly.

Playing four pieces in a row took a lot of Luo Yu's energy. He hadn't played the piano like this for a long time. Although his hands were a little raw, fortunately it didn't hinder the effect.Panting slightly, Luo Yu put the violin back, looked up and met Xiaoguo's bright eyes.

Luo Yu asked, "Do you like it?"

Xiaoguo nodded vigorously.

Luo Yu said, "Be happy now."

"Happy!" Xiaoguo exclaimed loudly.

"I also like that you are happy." Luo Yu buckled the piano case and smiled faintly. "Next time, if you are so easy and unhappy, you will be like a rag doll...I don't want you anymore, and I will get a new one."

Seeing Xiaoguo staring at him in a daze, Luo Yu couldn't help pinching the other person's face, and said seriously: "Xiaoguo wants to be a brave little mouse, then I will love you forever."

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Soon, the construction team finished the bathtub in the villa. Although it was quite difficult to rely on the strength of a maintenance worker alone, after a while, the camphor trees outside the villa were finally transplanted. Cars don't have to worry about it anymore.Xiaoguo and Luo Yu's mood also improved.

Luo Yu is also very energetic these days, and he also promised to accompany Xiaoguo to do puzzles together when he has time, so Xiaoguo hurried home after work that day, thinking that he could have dinner and take a shower with Luo Luo Yu played with him, but when he entered the door, he found that Luo Yu was fully dressed and seemed to be going out?

Luo Yu was wearing a well-tailored black suit in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror. He had grown a few pounds recently, and his complexion was much better than before. Putting on the coat, he saw a slender and tall figure, and combed his hair to reveal a handsome and elegant face. On his face, the sickness that was too weak a while ago was gone.

After straightening his cuffs, Luo Yu took a crutch from Fang Xi.Although he is recovering, he has been ill for a long time and still can't stand for a long time. However, he must rely on himself to support this scene tonight, and Luo Yu has to show weakness and prepare some tools to rely on.

Fortunately, his crutches are specially customized, with a pure black lacquered body, delicate ivory handshakes, mounted with platinum engravings, and if you look closely, there are gorgeous dark lines. It is suitable to accompany him, not too much shame.

After taking care of it, Luo Yu let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and said to Xiaoguo who had been looking at him earnestly, "Go to bed early, don't run around if you can't sleep, I'll be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, he rubbed Xiaoguo's hair, and got into the car parked outside the door, Fang Xi followed behind him as always.

On the way, Fang Xi said to Luo Yu: "The banquet starts at six o'clock, and everyone from the Luo family's main house has already gone, but we shouldn't be too late."

Luo Yu just nodded, and then closed his eyes to rest.

The car left the ecological park, drove for about an hour, and stopped in another villa area.

Someone came to open the door in a hurry, Luo Yu opened his eyes, and got out of the car without anyone helping him.

There were quite a few people standing outside to welcome them, including the host of the banquet, and some guests who came together to join in the fun.The appearance of Luo Yu immediately caused quite a commotion.The news of his illness has been spread throughout the social circle for more than a year. Everyone knows that the young master of the Luo family, who has always been invincible in the past, may die soon this time, but the person who was rumored to be wandering in front of the gate of hell, At this moment, he reappeared in front of everyone intact, with an elegant gait and still demeanor, which is surprising.

Before Luo Yu arrived, the hostess had already greeted her. She was over 50 years old, well-maintained and graceful.Seeing Luo Yu, he smiled: "Are you feeling better? You kid, come here in person."

Luo Yu smiled and greeted the other party first. He first called the woman "Auntie", and then nodded to the middle-aged man standing beside her: "Uncle Hang".

After asking them all, they said again: "It's much better. I must come to celebrate Uncle Hang's birthday in person."

As he spoke, he took an exquisite small suitcase from Fang Xi's hand, and brought it in front of the two of them.

"I know that Uncle Hang has always loved wine, and it's rare for me to see something good, so I'll honor you with it."

As Luo Yu said, he opened the small suitcase, and as soon as the contents inside were exposed, some small sighs came from around, and everyone who knew the business was talking about it, the price of these two bottles of Liquor King might not be estimated at all.

The head of the Hang family, that is, the middle-aged man in front of him, Hang Weiyong, even if he didn't really like Luo Yu, he couldn't help showing a smile when he saw such a sincere gift from him.

"You have the mind to choose these, why not take good care of your body."

But the words he spoke were still not very pleasant to hear, but if he listened carefully to the emotions in the exhortations, they would not be adulterated at all.

Luo Yu just smiled, and was led into the door by Mrs. Hang Zhang Ruiqian.

Tonight is Hang Weiyong's [-]th birthday. The Hang family chose their own main house to host the banquet. There were not many people invited. They were all close friends and business partners who had the closest cooperation. Luo Yu's mother Zhang Zhiqian and this The hostess of the banquet, Zhang Ruiqian, was a cousin, and the Qinglang Group had cooperated with the Hang family's Jingqi Real Estate for many years, so this time all members of the Luo family were also included in the invitation.

The Luo family arrived earlier than Luo Yu. When they saw Luo Yu being crowded in, they couldn't help but stepped forward to talk to him. In addition, other guests who came to say hello because they hadn't seen each other for a long time flooded the area. It was lively.

In the past, Luo Yu would never have dealt with all these people in such a leisurely and elegant manner, but today he is not the master. Since he came, he dragged his sickly body just to feed Hang Weiyong. Naturally, he will not give others a chance to tear down the stage halfway.So with great difficulty, he exchanged pleasantries with all these people, and Luo Yu was dragged by Zhang Ruiqian to sit at the main table.

The hand holding the cane tightened, the smile on Luo Yu's face remained unchanged, and even his back was straight.

Luo Baodie and Luo Baofan were also there, and the Luo family formed a table of their own, with the second uncle and his wife and the rare third child—Luo Taihua and his wife.Luo Taihua looked much younger than Luo Tairong, and looked good, but his movements were not very fluent. He couldn't get up after holding a piece of Bibo tofu for a long time, and finally changed the spoon in frustration.

Seeing Luo Yu talking and laughing happily on the other end, and several people looking at each other, Luo Baofan couldn't help but spit: "It seems that I won't be able to die for a while."

Luo Baodie pushed him immediately: "What nonsense are you talking about on this occasion."

Luo Baofan stopped for a while and laughed again: "Do you think someone will toast him?"

Liu Xuecui sitting opposite heard this, and snorted: "Tired of work? Are you going?"

"What's the matter, the third uncle used to just..." In the middle of speaking, Luo Baofan suddenly saw his right hand tucked into his sleeve, and shut his mouth again.

As soon as the words were finished, I didn't expect that someone got up and walked towards Luo Yu, holding two glasses of clear yellow liquid in his hand.

The author has something to say: Children's music played by Mr. Luo

Tchaikovsky - "The New Doll", "The Doll Is Sick", "The Doll's Funeral"