In the afternoon, when several elders of the Fu family arrived, Villa No. 7 was filled with laughter and joy once again.

Several elders were vying to take care of the two children, leaving Gu Weiwei, the mother, with absolutely nothing to do.

Grandma Fu glanced at the black piano in the living room and suddenly had an idea.

"I remember Shi Yi said you play the piano quite well, would you like to try playing a piece?"

Gu Weiwei got up, went to the piano, opened the lid, sat down, and then stretched her knuckles.

I haven't touched the piano for several years, and my hands are a bit stiff.

What do you want to hear?

“Something cheerful might be more appealing to the children,” Mrs. Fu suggested.

Gu Weiwei thought for a moment and then said.

"Then let's hear Chopin's 'Little Dog Waltz'."

After saying that, he placed his hand on the piano keys, and cheerful, lively piano music quickly filled the entire living room.

Youyou and Tiantian were playing with their toys when they heard the piano music. They looked curiously at their mother sitting in front of the piano and blinked in surprise, as if they had seen something magical.

However, Tian Tian quickly became engrossed in the music, sitting on the cushion and swaying her little body, looking incredibly cute.

Youyou crawled to the piano using both hands and feet, grabbed her trouser leg to stand up, and watched her fingers as she played the piano with great curiosity.

Seeing how much the two children enjoyed it, she played a little dog waltz, followed by several other cheerful pieces.

Finally, Madam Fu stood up, walked to the piano next to the author, and asked with a smile.

"Can you play Schumann's Butterfly?"

Gu Weiwei nodded. "Yes."

"Shall we give it a try?" Madam Fu asked with a smile.

Gu Weiwei nodded with a smile, raised her left hand and played a short section, and Madam Fu followed suit, the two working together seamlessly.

Holding her granddaughter, Fu Shengying looked at the back of Mrs. Fu sitting in front of the piano, her gaze softening as if she were lost in a distant memory.

After Gu Weiwei and Madam Fu finished playing "Butterfly" together, she turned her head to look at Fu Shengying sitting on the sofa and quietly asked.

"This piece of music seems to have some special meaning."

Madam Fu smiled and said in a low voice.

"Back then, Han Zheng's dad saw me play this song 'Butterfly' at the school anniversary event and pursued me relentlessly for more than half a year."

This was the first time Gu Weiwei had heard Madam Fu talk about her and Fu Shengying when they were young, and she couldn't help but smile.

"Isn't that the song that sealed our love?"

Mrs. Fu smiled sheepishly, "I guess so."

Gu Weiwei picked up Youyou, who was sitting at her feet, and they went back to sit on the sofa together.

"Auntie, you must have been very beautiful when you were young."

Upon hearing the word "aunt," Madam Fu's face fell.

"We've already got our marriage certificate, and you really expect me to wait until after the wedding next year before I hear you call me 'Mom'?"

"It's a good thing we brought you the red envelopes for changing our address today."

...

Gu Weiwei chuckled and immediately changed her words.

"mom."

Mrs. Fu took a red envelope from her handbag and handed it to her, saying, "That's more like it."

When she called out "Mom," Fu Shengying coughed twice, as if to acknowledge her presence.

Gu Weiwei smiled and called out as well.

"dad."

"Um."

Fu Shengying took a red envelope from her bosom and handed it over.

After addressing Fu Shengying and Madam Fu as "Mom and Dad," she looked at Old Madam Fu, who was sitting to the side with a red envelope in hand.

"grandmother."

"Hey." Grandma Fu smiled broadly and handed her the red envelope, saying, "Although they're gone, we'll still be your support in this family from now on. If Han Zheng ever wrongs you, just tell us."

Gu Weiwei smiled and nodded, "Okay, Grandma."