After that, Yu Muyang would often come to her to teach her some basic piano knowledge, and then slowly teach her to recognize each key, as well as some basic music theory knowledge.
Yancuo studied carefully, often practicing alone until late at night. He also studied the musical notation on his own to learn about notes and major and minor keys.
I never knew before that playing a nice song requires so much time and energy. It is not an easy task, but after playing beautiful music, I feel extremely satisfied in my heart.
There are not many beautiful things in this world, and it is extremely important to find inner richness. Only those who are extremely rich in heart and spirit are truly happy.
Time passed slowly, and Yancuo had already learned to play some simple songs. Her uncle and aunt were very happy and curious about this new thing. Seeing Yancuo so excited, they felt a little regretful that they had not let her learn earlier. Maybe she would have achieved some success by now.
Yan Cuo is so outstanding that he can do his best in whatever he learns, so they never worry.
But it’s not too late now. As long as you are interested, any time is suitable.
Su He had also come to play a few times. She sat next to Yan Cuo and watched her play, and she seemed a little curious, but when it came to actually learning, she complained a lot.
She is not the type of person who can stay calm. The most important thing about playing the piano is to keep calm, but it seems that this is not suitable for her.
Su He quickly gave up the idea of learning the piano. Later, she came over and sat on the side playing games, watching Yan Cuo practicing alone, and occasionally went to make trouble to relax her tense nerves.
Yan Cuo was indeed nervous. She had fallen in love with a song that was very difficult. She had not told Yu Muyang about it and had just been practicing alone, intending to give him a surprise.
In the blink of an eye, the summer vacation came to an end. Yan Cuo and Su He went to buy some school supplies to prepare for the start of school.
The little boy they were tutoring was a little reluctant to leave them, and his mother gave each of them a red envelope as a token of gratitude.
They pushed and shoved each other many times, but finally accepted it due to her insistence.
They still remember what the woman said: "I used to think my son was only at this level and was almost in despair. It was your presence that rekindled my hope and made me realize that my child has unlimited potential."
Yan Cuo felt a little touched when she heard her words, because she was not a gifted child, so she understood very well how much pressure a child who was not recognized would face. She felt a little distressed when she thought of the boy's silence.
She looked in the woman's direction and said seriously, "Every child should be given high hopes, because they have infinite potential waiting to be tapped. The more hope you give them, the more surprises they can give you."
The woman looked at her with surprise in her eyes, held her hand tightly, and said thank you several times.
After leaving, Su He was still thinking about what had just happened, and asked Yan Cuo with some confusion: "Why did you say that just now?"
Yan Cuo smiled and said softly, "Because I was a child who was not given hope, I know what that feels like. Every child should be given high hopes, because their parents are their greatest source of energy."
Su He patted her shoulder and said, "To be honest, I was also stunned for a moment when you said that. At that moment, it seemed as if you were surrounded by light, and people couldn't help but pay attention to you.
You are very good now, and everyone who mentions you will praise you, and all this is because of your hard work, this is your own glory."
Yan Cuo looked at the road ahead, thoughtfully. If possible, she hoped that expectations would be placed on her early on. If so, no matter how hard or tiring the life was, she would be happy to do it.
Su He looked at her in silence and stopped talking. He quietly accompanied her all the way back home.
Yan Cuo walked towards the living room as usual, but saw two uninvited guests sitting on the sofa.
It was her. Yan Cuo was distracted for only a moment before he quickly recovered. He moved his eyes and saw the little boy beside her.
The boy was a delicate boy with a chubby little face and beautiful facial features. His eyelashes were very long and trembled slightly when he blinked. His large eyes looked around, revealing a sense of exploration of new things.
When he saw himself, Yan Cuo saw his eyes suddenly light up, then he squirmed his legs and was about to come down, grinning, revealing a few small teeth.
Yancuo saw that his mouth was moving, as if he wanted to say something, but he was too young to know how to pronounce the words.
Yu Hui noticed his movements and pulled him back to sit down, looking a little reserved. "You should be polite in someone else's house and don't move around. Do you understand?"
The boy did not respond, but his eyes were still looking in the direction of Yan Cuo. He walked over Yu Hui and slowly crawled towards Yan Cuo, saying something all the time.
It was not until he got closer that Yan Cuo heard the words clearly.
"Sister, hug me."
Yan Cuo was stunned and didn't know how to react. He was a complete stranger to him. Maybe it was because Yu Hui had told him that she was his sister, but they rarely met, so why was she so happy to see him?
She saw him standing in front of her with his two little hands open and a happy smile on his face. Yan Cuo couldn't help but open her arms and hug him.
Yu Hui froze in place as she watched the scene in front of her. She originally wanted to call her son back, but now, looking at this scene, she felt like she was about to cry.
Maybe it was really the power of blood. After all, they were tied together by family affection and no longer cared too much.
She looked in the direction of Yan Cuo. She was hugging the boy awkwardly at this moment, looking a little helpless, and her expression was very heartwarming.
Zhong Hongmei happened to see this scene when she walked over, smiled, and handed her a box of fruit.
"Yancuo, are you tired of holding Haohao? Eat some fruit."
Yan Cuo then put him on the sofa, saw him staring at the fruit in his hand, raised his hand, and saw him open his mouth obediently.
Yan Cuo fed him a small piece of apple and watched him chew it slowly. There were some water stains at the corners of his mouth, so he took a tissue and wiped them clean.
As she watched him eat happily, her heart softened unconsciously. Looking at the soft and cute little boy beside her, she unconsciously wanted to get closer to him.
"Is your name Haohao?" she whispered softly, looking at the boy in front of her.
He still had an apple in his mouth, and nodded at her, grinning foolishly. Yancuo felt incredibly soft-hearted, so she gave him another piece of apple and watched him eat it slowly.
Yu Hui was very pleased to see them getting along so well, and she was also a little relieved to see Haohao eating happily, "Yancuo, you still have a way. Haohao usually doesn't like eating apples."
Yan Cuo did not respond, but just looked at the boy. He had a similar appearance to her, both looked more like Yu Hui. She suddenly felt the shock of family affection.
She squatted in front of him, looked at him with a slight smile, and said softly, "Hello, Haohao, I am your sister, Yancuo."
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