Chapter 294 I am good at playing the flute
It is obvious that Pei Xiaomei said that on purpose so that Pei Zhiwan would be washed away by the flood.
A child of six or seven years old can do such a vicious act, which can be said to be bad to the core.
Pei Zhiwan thought again that Pei Xiaomei's family had been in poverty in the south for many years, and it was not impossible for them to change their personality after being beaten by life.
However, for the sake of safety, she still told the workshop director to pay more attention to Pei Xiaomei and not let her notice.
Pei's Jewelry and Fengye Clothing have already been on the right track, and orders have been received.
Pei Zhiwan began to prepare for the Xincheng handmade pottery project.
Because Madam Ye was in Tongnan, Madam Pei stayed there instead of returning to the imperial capital. Xu Qinghe was worried about her being alone, so if something happened, she would stay there too, so that the mother-in- law and daughter-in-law could keep each other company.
Pei Zhiwan settled things in the imperial capital and returned to Tongnan.
Courtyard No. 8 is now a lively place.
Madam Lin plays the erhu very well, and she doesn't need to get involved in business matters at all, as she has her husband and son.
She was bored, so she took in a dozen little apprentices and taught them to learn the erhu.
She has always taught at the Lin family and has not found another place.
When she moved back to Courtyard No. 8 to live, Madam Lin was worried that it would affect Grandpa Lin's rest. The children were playful by nature, and the erhu was noisy.
Unexpectedly, Grandpa Lin welcomed the children to follow him to Courtyard No. 8 to learn the erhu from Madam Lin.
In this way, the back garden became the place where Madam Lin taught her children.
During the break, the children laughed and played, and were particularly happy.
Grandpa Lin had been self-contained for so many years, and now he finally returned to normal. He especially liked the children and quickly got along with them.
When he was happy, he would teach them martial arts.
Mrs. Pei and Mrs. Ye watched from the side, whispering to each other. With
such a wonderful life and the lively Courtyard No. 8, who would have thought that it was a place that people in Tongnan were afraid of before.
Mrs. Lin taught the children a song and let them practice on their own after the break.
The children ran over to Grandpa Lin who was planting vegetables with joy.
Pei Zhiwan smiled happily and said, "The atmosphere is so good now. Aunt Lin, you play the erhu so well that people are intoxicated by it."
Mrs. Lin was also very happy. Now that the family is reunited, the Lin family is no longer that special existence.
She smiled and said, "Zhiwan, can you play the erhu?"
Pei Zhiwan thought for a moment and told the truth, "I can play the erhu, but I'm not as good as Aunt Lin, but I'm good at the flute."
When Mrs. Lin heard that she actually knew the erhu, she immediately felt like she had met a confidant.
As a traditional folk instrument, the erhu is not as high-end as Western instruments, so it has been gradually forgotten by people, and they all play saxophones, violins, and so on.
It was rare that Pei Zhiwan knew the erhu, so she excitedly handed the erhu to Pei Zhiwan and asked her to play a song, and asked the servant to get the bamboo flute.
Mrs. Lin graduated from the Conservatory of Music and was good at various traditional instruments.
Pei Zhiwan did not refuse, and immediately sat down on the chair, tested the sound, and then played a piece of Erquan Yingyue. As soon as
the strings were pulled, Mrs. Lin raised her thumb, knowing that she was an expert.
After the tearful Erquan Yingyue was played, everyone was already in tears.
Except for the children, everyone present had their own stories. It was easier for them to empathize with the famous music of Blind A Bing.
Lin Feng and the two grandchildren of the Di family standing at the entrance of the garden were also fascinated by the music.
"Zhiwan, your erhu playing level is better than mine." Mrs. Lin came back to her senses and said excitedly with tears in her eyes: "I finally met someone with whom I can learn erhu, Zhiwan, you are so good."
Lin Jia sighed beside him: "It seems that I don't have musical cells. I have been learning for so long, but I never dared to play Erquan Yingyue."
Pei Zhiwan put it down and smiled humbly: "Uncle Lin, you were worried before and it was difficult to devote yourself. Now that you have opened your heart, I believe you can play better than me. In addition to skills, the erhu is more about emotional investment. When you are in the situation and become one with the erhu, the erhu can express the emotions we want to the fullest."
"Great! Zhiwan, what you said is the essence of learning the erhu, not all musical instruments." Mrs. Lin looked at the children who came over with admiration and excitement, and asked solemnly: "Did you understand?"
The children answered in unison: "I understand, people and erhu are one."
Mrs. Lin raised her thumb and praised: "The children are also great."
At this time, the servant brought the bamboo flute, and Lin Feng and Master Dichen also came over.
Master Di raised his hand, indicating that he didn't need to care about them and just continued.
"Zhiwan, play the flute for us again." Mrs. Lin smiled.
Pei Zhiwan nodded and said, "Aunt Lin, I just showed off my skills in front of an expert. I may have experienced more hardships in the past, so I put more emotions into the song "Erquan Yingyue", and it sounds more like emotion than technique."
"I'll play the flute "Xi Xiangfeng", which is more appropriate to the situation."
After hearing this, everyone applauded and cheered.
The servants in Courtyard No. 8 also came to watch when they heard Miss Pei playing the flute.
In the song "Xi Xiangfeng", Pei Zhiwan played out the joy of family reunion, which just represented the mood of the Lin family at that time.
After the song, it was smooth and flowing, and the skills and emotions were just right.
"Great, how about playing another song? Zhiwan, I like listening to the flute, especially the cheerful and clear feeling."
Old Master Lin had tears in his eyes, but he smiled and asked loudly.
Pei Zhiwan was also a little intoxicated, and felt like he couldn't stop, so he happily responded: "If you like it, I'll continue to play, Spring has come to Xiangjiang River."
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The sound of the flute was clear and melodious, soothing to the ears, and full of emotion, as if you were there, as if you saw the beautiful Xiangjiang River with rippling blue waves and mist... the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.
After the song ended, everyone was still immersed in the flute music and couldn't extricate themselves.
This is really the lingering sound that lingers in the beams for three months.
"Okay, another song."
Pei Zhiwan played Suzhou Journey again...
Di Chen stared at Pei Zhiwan infatuatedly. He agreed more and more with his grandfather's words: a super treasure girl, a blessing to have in this life.
Lin Feng was also intoxicated by what he heard, and at the same time, he felt sour in his heart. He realized that Di Chen had a special feeling for Pei Zhiwan.
Pei Zhiwan came to Tongnan first, and he rushed over with Master Di right after.
For such a strong competitor like Di Chen, Lin Feng was not timid but could not figure out Pei Zhiwan's mind. He always felt that she lacked a little bit of strength towards him. She was polite but not willful enough.
But her attitude towards Di Chen was different. All kinds of calculations against him were also a kind of alternative trust.
The best love may be to let go.
On that day of the jewelry design competition, he followed the two of them in his car and saw them kissing. God knows how heartbroken he felt at that moment, but life had to go on, and the New Town Handmade Ceramics Project he and Pei Zhiwan had teamed up on had not yet started.