The next day was New Year’s Eve.
Since Tian Mingwu was away, the task of burning incense for ancestors fell on Xiaokang.
Fortunately, this was not his first time, and he did it properly without making any mistakes.
Because he had to go to the Anguo Mansion on the first day of the new year, Tian An gathered all the servants together and gave everyone New Year's red envelopes in advance.
The holiday gifts sent by each family included a lot of peanuts, melon seeds, and other gold and silver ingots.
Tian An packed these things into red purses and distributed them to everyone. Those who received the purses would say "Happy New Year" to Tian An sweetly.
Because of what happened last night, Tian An felt a little embarrassed to look at Zhao Yiming, so he wanted to use the excuse of personally participating in the preparation of the reunion dinner and slipped into the kitchen.
Zhao Yiming kept staring at her. Seeing her eyes rolling around and her always avoiding his sight intentionally or unintentionally, he knew what she was thinking.
He personally arrested the man and asked Hong Lei to go to his study to get the piano.
"It's rare to have some free time during the New Year, An An, please play a song for me! I've never heard you play the piano before!"
When everyone heard that he was going to play the piano, they were naturally happy to see it happen.
Madam Xiao was the first to raise her hand in agreement. "Your zither skills need constant practice to improve. You are just too busy and haven't practiced much. You can't waste such a good opportunity today."
Granny Qin also said, "I don't know if I'll have the chance to hear you play the piano again after I'm gone, so just think of it as playing for me!"
Since both old men said so, Tian An couldn't refuse.
But after Hong Lei brought the piano, she still insisted that Zhao Yiming play a song first so that she could get a feel for it.
Zhao Yiming looked at her lovingly, walked to the guqin, washed his hands in the copper basin held by the maid beside him, and then lifted his robe and sat down.
After a thought in his mind, he raised his hand and plucked the strings of the zither, and a majestic song of mountains and flowing water came into everyone's ears through his fingertips.
The sound of piano music lingered in the hall. Listening to the music, closing my eyes and feeling it carefully, the towering mountains and the delicate and clear flowing water seemed to appear in my mind.
After the song ended, Mr. Han nodded in approval. "It's pretty good overall. It would be better if the details were handled with more delicate emotions."
After hearing Mr. Han's evaluation, Tian An was a little discouraged. Zhao Yiming played the piano so well and still needed to work hard, so she must not be...
Without waiting for her to make an excuse, Zhao Yiming stood up and pulled her to the copper basin to wash her hands.
Seeing the arrow on the string, it had to be shot. Tian An made up his mind and said, "Just shoot it! After all, we are all acquaintances, so there is no need to worry about losing face."
But what should he play? She didn't think of anything grand and majestic like "High Mountains and Flowing Water"; she couldn't play it with such momentum. She definitely wouldn't be able to play anything too complicated.
Tian An's eyes suddenly lit up, "I got it." She had a song she loved very much in her previous life, and no one had ever heard of it. Even if she played it wrong, no one would know.
After thinking for a moment, Tian An raised his hand and played the first note.
After steadily passing the prelude, she began to sing:
Blue bricks with tile paint
White horse steps on new mud
The mountain flowers and banana leaves in the twilight dye the scarf red
Raindrops on the eaves
Cui Kaichao
......
Smoke rises
Where are you who have wasted so much time?
Searching
desolate
The moon sets and the crows cry. The crescent moon falls into the lonely well.
Odds and Ends
every little bit
There are flowers in my dream and green grass in my dream
Long hair creates ripples
White cloth exhibition Shiji
Kappa paddles a long boat across the ancient city
Raindrops on the eaves
Smoke rises
Where are you who have wasted so much time?
Searching
desolate
The moon sets and the crows cry. The crescent moon falls into the lonely well.
Odds and Ends
every little bit
There are flowers in my dream and green grass in my dream
Blue bricks with tile paint
White horse steps on new mud
The mountain flowers and banana leaves in the twilight dye the scarf red
Raindrops on the eaves
Smoke rises
Where are you who have wasted so much time?
Tian An recorded the music and a song ended. Although she would hum this song from time to time, it was her first time playing it. There were a few pauses in the middle, but at least she finished it.
Zhao Yiming knew about Tian An's time travel, and although he had never heard of this song, he was not surprised.
On the other hand, Mr. Han, Madam Xiao, and Granny Qin were not calm.
Mr. Han thought for a moment, and when he was sure that he had never heard this piece of music before, he looked at Tian Andao in disbelief: "Girl, what's the name of this piece of music? Did you compose it yourself?"
Granny Qin also said, "The lyrics are easy to understand, and the mood of the music is poignant and beautiful. It's a masterpiece!"
Xiaokang and Xiaoqi also gave thumbs up and praised: "Sister, you play the piano beautifully."
Tian An paused several times during the performance and blushed in response to everyone's praise. "This piece of music is called 'Sheng Sheng Man' and it wasn't composed by me."
Even if she admitted it, the original author wouldn't know, but she couldn't do something like impersonating someone else. Furthermore, if she couldn't justify the lie, it would backfire.
She herself has no talent for musical creation, and if she meets someone who knows the subject, her mistakes will be exposed as soon as they try. She doesn't rely on this for a living, so there is no need to cause trouble.
When they heard that it was not her own creation, they did not react much. This girl had grown up under their care, and they knew how talented she was in music theory and poetry.
Without asking where Tian An learned the song, he just asked, "Can An An play it again?"
Tian An hesitated and said, "Let's not do it! I can only play like that at best. It's still fresh in my head, so I'll listen to it once, but forget about it the second time!"
Zhao Yiming thought for a moment and walked straight to her side. "Let me teach you how to play! I wrote down the music score when you were playing just now."
"You remember it now?" Tian An looked at him in surprise. Although he knew he had a good memory, he didn't have to be so abnormal! This could be considered a photographic memory!
Tian An let Zhao Yiming lead her to play the song again.
By the end of the piece, she was incredibly struck. It was her first time playing it, but the difference was truly remarkable! Not only was every note correct, the melody flowed beautifully and the emotions were perfectly captured. Someone would almost believe he was the original author.
Following Zhao Yiming and Tian An, Mr. Han, Granny Qin and Nanny Xiao all revealed their secrets to everyone, which made Xiaokang and Xiaoqi very itchy.
Since they were about old enough to be exposed to these things, Mr. Han took the opportunity to teach them the basics of music theory.
This teaching continued until the New Year’s Eve dinner began in the evening.
After everyone finished their New Year's Eve dinner happily, Tian An took out the mahjong he had prepared in advance and taught everyone how to play mahjong to pass the time.
Zhao Yiming, with his quick memory, was the first to learn. Then came Mr. Han, Madam Xiao, and Granny Qin, the four of them just enough to fit together a mahjong table.
At the beginning, Tian An took the lead and won a lot of candy from the other three, but later, after Tian Mingwu learned it, he took control of the situation and the mahjong table became his personal show.
Only when he is particularly unlucky with cards can the others win occasionally.
Tian An didn't let Xiaokang and Xiaoqi touch mahjong, fearing that they would become addicted to it, so the two of them obediently played Go on the side.
But as time went on and the night grew darker, Tian An felt increasingly uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen.
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