Chapter 275: Inherited Artistic Talent
Mu Qin introduced herself, and Ye Rufeng found her medical records and quickly remembered her identity.
It's another acquaintance.
Ye Rufeng asked her, "How have you been lately?"
Mu Qin replied with gratitude, "Dr. Ye, my heart palpitations at night have lessened considerably."
The effects of this Chinese medicine treatment were better than those of previous treatments.
"good."
After examining her, Ye Rufeng wrote a prescription and asked Zhou Lin to fill it up.
"Continue taking the medication."
After Mu Qin finished reading, Xie Zheng leaned over, smiling apologetically, and cautiously asked, "Grandpa Ye, my arm is recovering very well. Do I still need to continue acupuncture?"
Ye Rufeng glanced at Xie Zheng. Although his attitude was indifferent, he did not refuse him or mention Zhao Kai's visit for treatment. He said, "There are a lot of people here now. Come back this afternoon, and I'll give you another boost."
Upon hearing this, Xie Zheng finally felt relieved.
"Okay, thank you, Grandpa Ye."
After getting the medicine and paying the bill, Xie Zheng was about to take Mu Qin home.
Mu Qin said, "Xie Zheng, I can go back by myself. You don't need to trouble yourself. I'm feeling much better now."
"Aunt Mu, let me see you off."
Even though Mu Qin refused, Xie Zheng insisted on taking her home.
When they arrived at his doorstep, Xie Zheng hesitated for a few seconds before turning to Mu Qin, who was about to open the door. He mustered his courage and said, "I'll come pick you up on Saturday morning."
When the topic of Saturday came up, Mu Qin paused slightly as she held the key to open the door.
"Aunt Mu, I'll be going now."
After Xie Zheng finished speaking, he looked at the woman with her back to him, nodded slightly, and then turned and left.
When he arrived home, his grandparents were tending to the garden. When they saw him come in, Grandpa Xie put down the shovel in his hand and called out to Xie Zheng in a deep voice.
"Xie Zheng, come here for a moment."
Old Master Xie's expression was unusually stern, and upon closer inspection, it also revealed his dissatisfaction.
Xie Zheng stopped and looked at his grandfather, smiling as he asked, "Grandpa, are you tidying up the garden?"
"Where have you been again?" Old Master Xie asked in a stern voice, his face stern.
"I took my Aunt Mu to see Doctor Ye for treatment."
Xie Zheng noticed that his grandfather looked upset, so he forced a smile and asked, "Who made you angry, sir?"
Old Master Xie sneered, "Is there anyone else in this house besides you?"
Xie Zheng glanced at the elderly people working in the garden and blurted out without thinking, "Isn't there my grandma too?"
"Don't give me that, your grandma never makes me angry."
“I’m asking you, what are your plans for the future? Lu Ye is getting married, Shen Qian has been transferred to the military hospital, and that kid from the Chen family has started doing scientific research. You’re still doing nothing and just wandering around all day. Do you know how worried your grandma and I are?”
Grandpa Xie looked at Xie Zheng with a disappointed expression, as if he were seeing a disappointment in him.
It's clear that Xie Lao was discouraged by the success of Xie Zheng's friends.
As the saying goes, a friend's grandson's success is more heartbreaking than one's own grandson's failure.
Xie Zheng, still with his nonchalant demeanor, asked with a smile, "Grandpa, what are you worried about?"
Old Xie sighed, "I'm worried that you'll starve to death without us."
"Grandpa, you can rest assured, I will definitely make something of myself before you pass away."
Grandpa Xie, "!!!"
"Get out! With your attitude, you'll make us so angry we won't live for more than a few years."
Old Xie's face was ashen, and he glared angrily at Xie Zheng, almost as if he wanted to smash the shovel in his hand at him.
Seeing his grandfather's unusual attitude, Xie Zheng took it seriously and asked with concern,
"Grandpa, have you been feeling unwell lately? It's all my fault. I've been so busy lately that I haven't been able to check on you and Grandma as much."
Xie Zheng looked at the old man, then at the grandmother pulling weeds in the garden, and said, "I'll take you to see Doctor Ye this afternoon."
Xie Zheng suddenly felt a little annoyed.
He was either queuing up for his own treatment or for Aunt Mu's medical appointment.
However, he neglected the two elderly people in his family who were his closest relatives.
"We are healthy."
Xie Zheng tugged at the old man, looking him up and down. "Impossible, Grandpa. Don't hide it from me. Don't worry about me. Now we have Doctor Ye by our side. We're not afraid of any illness."
"Don't worry about our health for now, just find me a job."
If this brat keeps wandering around like this, he's bound to get sick from anger.
"What job am I looking for? Creating is my job."
“Grandpa, I understand why you’re angry.” Xie Zheng helped the old man into the house. “I just finished writing the lyrics for a song I composed a few days ago. I can play the piano now, so I’ll play and sing it for you.”
Old Xie had absolutely no interest in what Xie Zheng was saying.
He had heard Xie Zheng sing before.
What kind of decadent music are they singing?
It sounds awful.
When Xie Zheng's grandmother heard that he was going to play and sing for them, she became very interested.
He brushed aside the weeds in his hand and ran over excitedly, wanting to hear Xie Zheng sing.
She not only listened to it herself, but also forced the old man to listen as well.
"Hurry up, our eldest grandson composed and wrote the lyrics for this song himself, we have to listen to it."
Urged on by his wife, Old Master Xie had no choice but to reluctantly follow them into the house.
Xie Zheng brought water over, and the family of three washed their hands before entering Xie Zheng's room.
His room was large and spacious, with not only a well-made wardrobe but also a striking piano on the floor.
In this day and age, owning a piano worth several thousand yuan is no ordinary feat.
"Grandpa, Grandma, please sit down."
Then, Xie Zheng sat down at the piano and began to play.
He was playing a lyrical song.
The song is called (Far Away).
As the melodious piano music began, Grandma Xie cooperated perfectly, revealing an expression of complete absorption.
This contrasted sharply with the dark-faced old man Xie standing to the side.
Xie Zheng's singing voice is very different from his usual speaking voice.
His singing voice has a smoky quality that carries a sense of vicissitude.
In addition, the lyrics are very touching.
It's about missing loved ones.
Grandma Xie initially showed that exaggerated, ecstatic expression to support her grandson.
But when she heard the chorus, she was truly moved, and all her emotions were genuine.
Grandpa Xie, who had initially looked impatient, seemed to gradually become engrossed in it.
When the piece ended, Xie Zheng took his hands off the piano keys and gently shook his sore arms.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He finally managed to play a piece of music completely.
And there was no significant discomfort in my arm.
Based on this situation, his performance will definitely be fine.
"Grandpa, Grandma, how was it? Did you like it?" Xie Zheng stood up, looking at them expectantly, and asked them what they thought of the song.
"It's so beautiful, so incredibly beautiful." Grandma Xie's eyes welled up with tears. She wiped them away and looked at Xie Zheng to confirm, "Xiao Zheng, is this really a song you composed and wrote the lyrics for yourself?"
"Yes, I completed it independently; it's an original work."
Xie Zheng's answer made Grandma Xie even more excited. She gave Xie Zheng a thumbs up and praised him, saying, "My eldest grandson is so outstanding."
"It's because I inherited my artistic talent from a generation ago."
Xie Zheng, "!!!"
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