Chapter 33: Friends and family gather in the house to celebrate Yue'er's birthday. Smoke will rise and a lonely cloud hangs over my heart.
There wasn't the grand fanfare of their departure. When the ship arrived, only Yi Han and a few attendants were there to greet them. As soon as they disembarked, they immediately got into a car and headed straight for the train station.
It was already dawn when we boarded the special train. Luo Guoyun made a bowl of noodles in the dining car. The two of them fed each other a mouthful, and they ate a bowl of longevity noodles that was full of love and affection.
Luo Guyun sighed, "Yue'er's birthday gift to me is so precious! I don't even have anything to give Yue'er..." Xiao Xiangyue replied without hesitation, "Brother Yun is Yue'er's best birthday gift!" As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized how familiar they were. It was so clichéd... and she couldn't help but grin. Luo Guyun simply picked her up and threw her on the bed, shouting, "Gifts are coming..." He pounced on her, tearing at her clothes. Xiao Xiangyue laughed and rolled over, begging for mercy. They lay naked on the bed for two or three hours before the passion subsided.
The train arrived in Nanjing at 4:00 PM. Luo Guoyun personally drove the car, and Xiao Xiangyue and him to the Chairman's residence on Xiaohongshan. Once inside, they had a private conversation behind closed doors with the Chairman. His wife continued to question Xiao Xiangyue, asking him about his life. She also invited him to attend the anniversary celebration of the Orphanage School in the near future.
A few years ago, Madam personally founded the School for the Orphans of Revolutionary Army Soldiers, bringing the orphans of revolutionary soldiers who died in battle to Nanjing to study, live, and be well cared for. The school is located next to the official residence, making it convenient for Madam to visit the children at any time.
As they were chatting, they heard the sound of shattering porcelain from the study, followed by the roar of the chairman: "Can't you consider the overall situation? Obey the arrangements of the Central Committee? Mind your own business!" Then Luo Guyun roared: "Idle business? The chairman calls this idle business? In that case... goodbye!"
The study door was kicked open with a bang. Luo Guyun rushed out with a sullen face and pulled Xiao Xiangyue, who was sitting on the sofa, up, "Yue'er, let's go!"
The two of them got in the car. Luo Guyun was still furious, his eyes red, and he punched the steering wheel hard. Xiao Xiangyue was heartbroken to see him so angry. She didn't know how to comfort him, so she simply put his head against her chest.
"...Yue'er's heartbeat is so fast, is there something wrong?" Luo Guyun was quite surprised and hurriedly asked, holding his shoulder. He blinked and said aggrievedly: "When Brother Yun gets angry, Yue'er gets anxious, and when he gets anxious, his heart beats so fast..."
Luo Guyun gently massaged Xiao Xiangyue's chest, rubbing it a few times and listening to her heartbeat, repeating this over and over again. He himself gradually calmed down from his rage, wearily burying his head in Yue'er's arms, closing his eyes and falling into deep thought.
He had just reported to the Generalissimo a detailed report of his reconnaissance in Japan, predicting a full-scale invasion of China within the second half of the year. He requested that Luo Guoyun lead his troops north to garrison. However, the Generalissimo argued that Japan had not yet taken any concrete military action, and that a large-scale military deployment based solely on analysis and judgment would simply give us ammunition to breach the existing veil and initiate war. The enemy's strength was vastly disparate, and even if war were necessary, it should be delayed as much as possible, even for a day... Therefore, he rejected Luo Guoyun's request to lead his troops north, urging him to focus on stabilizing the rear. In the event of a war, if the going were unfavorable, China's vast southwest and northwest regions, with their complex terrain, could be used to negotiate with the enemy and prevent a complete fall. Luo Guoyun persisted, and the two men argued.
Xiao Xiangyue hugged the person in her arms, gently stroking his back, wordlessly comforting him. After a long moment, Luo Guyun raised his head and regained his composure: "Brother was a little impulsive just now and frightened Yue'er..." Holding the steering wheel with one hand and pulling him with the other, he slowly drove down the mountain.
As the car approached Yihe Road, it was already dark. From a distance, he could see the Luo Mansion ablaze with lights, a large red lantern hanging high above the entrance. Luo Guoyun glanced at his watch, his face filled with relief: "Hmm... still in time!"
Xiao Xiangyue glared at the mysterious man suspiciously, and the two of them walked into the house together.
The familiar faces in the room made him open his mouth wide instantly: "Auntie Chun! Uncle Deng! Bench! A-Jin! Thank you...thank you principal! Heizhu! A-Feng! Sanhu! Why are you all here? Sister Daisy...Big Brother Sun! Sister-in-law! Big Brother! Second Brother! Big Senior Brother! Ike! Brother Erhu! Jianmei! Xiaoqin... Why are you all here too..."
Xiao Xiangyue's exclamation was drowned out by a chorus of blessings: "Yue'er! Happy birthday! Master Xiangyue! Happy birthday! Young Master! Happy birthday! Xiangyue! Happy birthday! Mr. Xiao! Happy birthday! Brother Yue'er! Happy birthday! Brother! Happy birthday..."
Xiao Xiangyue returned from studying abroad, and on his twentieth birthday, Luo Guoyun had long planned a grand celebration. Knowing that he loved hustle and bustle and was deeply sentimental, Luo Guoyun figured the best way to celebrate was to gather everyone he cared about and send their well wishes. Before leaving for Japan, he'd calculated the date, determined to return before his birthday. He'd originally planned to celebrate at the Shanghai residence, but due to an appointment with the Chairman, he changed the celebration to Nanjing. A few days earlier, he'd telegraphed Yi Han, asking him to make arrangements and notify everyone to gather in Nanjing.
That year, after his uncle passed away, Heizhu and Afeng returned to Lizhuang. Later, when Xiao Xiangyue left the country, the two remained in Anyang to train with the army. Luo Guyun, convinced that Yue'er needed reliable support, transferred them back. Wherever Yue'er went, he yearned for his family in Lizhuang, so he brought all the people he cared about back with him.
After Xiao Xiangyue and Xiao Qin returned home, Lady Daisy, having finished her business in Sweden, also came to China a month ago and has been staying at the embassy in Nanjing ever since. She had long considered Yue'er her own brother, so of course she had to personally visit and congratulate him on his twentieth birthday.
The Luo Mansion was decorated with lanterns and filled with guests. Xiao Xiangyue's old friends and acquaintances were all present, along with Luo Guoyun's military adjutants, secretaries, and close friends, filling dozens of tables.
Xiao Xiangyue's eyes sparkled with joy, her face flushed with excitement. Luo Guyun accompanied him as he toasted at every table, only allowing him to take a token sip while he drank freely and generously, finishing every glass.
Dr. Jefferson and Dr. Kobe were also present. Dr. Kobe, who was always serious, took the Chinese baijiu poured by Xiao Xiangyue, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, saying with emotion, "A wonderful person like Mr. Xiao, I'm afraid even God would be partial to him!"
Chunmei pulled him and cried and laughed: "Time flies... Aunt Chun is old, and the young master is already twenty!" Bandeng's father is still taciturn, drinking cup after cup, his face flushed. Bandeng is sixteen years old this year, but it seems that he has not grown much, still looks like a child, and still sticks to Xiao Xiangyue like a piece of taffy. Cheng Jin has become the leader of the village protection team, and has become much more mature and stable. He pulled people excitedly: "Yue'er has become a star and has gone abroad. I thought I would hardly see her again! How come she is taller than me? She is more handsome..." Xiao Xiangyue has grown a lot in recent years. At 180 cm, he is half a head taller than Cheng Jin.
Last year, the Revolutionary Army Survivors' School advertised a job posting for faculty and staff. Xie Fusheng submitted his resume and was fortunately hired. His arrival coincided with his birthday. Xiao Xiangyue clapped her hands and said, "Madam asked me to attend the school anniversary celebration soon. I didn't expect Principal Xie to be here too. What a coincidence!"
Xie Fusheng said, "The School for Survivors is directly supervised by the Central Government, and all aspects of the conditions are excellent. So many elites across the country want to get in, and I, a small teacher from a remote village, originally had no hope... How could I have been chosen? Later I figured it out. I wrote in my resume: 'The famous musician Mr. Xiao Xiangyue once taught at our school... In the final analysis, it was all because of Xiangyue's influence...'" Xiao Xiangyue said seriously, "Principal Xie, please don't say that. Mr.'s passion and dedication to education are enough to move people! Xiangyue also wants to learn from you!"
Li Erhu's younger brother, Sanhu, is a year younger than Bandeng. Dongdong and Bandeng, who sit next to Jianmei, are all devoted fans of Xiao Xiangyue, and have flocked to him since they first saw him. Jianmei is five months pregnant, with a slightly bulging belly. Xiao Xiangyue happily exclaims, "If Xiaohu is born, then the three tigers will be complete!"
Everyone was puzzled: "Xiao Hu...?"
Xiao Xiangyue said as a matter of course: "Brother Erhu's younger brother is called Sanhu, so shouldn't Brother Erhu's son be called Xiaohu?"
Everyone asked in unison: "...What if it's a girl?"
Xiao Xiangyue thought without hesitation: "Girl? Girl is Ximei! Brother Erhu likes to see Sister Mei..."
Luo Guoyun laughed so hard that he fell over: "Yue'er doesn't need to be a musician anymore... she can open a name-calling shop instead, and she'll definitely make a lot of money!"
Sun Mu was filled with emotion: "Yue'er is already twenty... If Uncle Xiao and his wife, and his parents were still alive, I wonder..."
Yi Shui knew that Luo Guyun was most afraid of making Xiao Xiangyue sad by mentioning these things, so he quickly changed the subject: "Brother Sun, do you feel like your cabbages have been eaten by pigs?"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Yi Han clapped his hands and said, "Big brother, you dare to make fun of me, third brother? Be careful that the commander-in-chief will make things difficult for you!"
The newly appointed mayor of Nanjing, Xiao Shanling, was also present. Yi Shui knew him well. At Luo Guoyun's 23rd birthday party, Mayor Xiao, then the captain of the military police, had visited with his wife. Xiao Shanling was also a relative of Xiao Xiangyue, and he was very fond of this easygoing, good-looking younger brother. He teased Yi Shui, "How can you be his big brother? I'm Xiangyue's real big brother!"
Xiao Xiangyue was also quite impressed by this gentle and refined brother from the same family. She asked with a smile, "Brother Xiao, where is my sister-in-law? Why didn't she come with us today?" Mayor Xiao replied, "My parents are old and my children are still young. My sister-in-law returned to her hometown in southern Hunan last year to take care of the household..."
Jianmei came over and said in surprise: "Xiangnan? Mayor Xiao and Jianmei are from the same hometown? What a coincidence!" She started chatting with Mayor Xiao enthusiastically.
Lu Hankun brought his film company's full set of video equipment and personally captured these precious images on film. He also hired several photographers from the newspaper to take pictures. The guests were eager to get their pictures taken with the birthday boy, keeping the photographers busy.
Xiao Xiangyue looked around and sighed in her heart. Brother Yun knew Yue'er very well... everyone in this world who loved him and everyone he loved was here. What better birthday gift could there be than this?
Someone instigated a dance, prompting the two to dance. Luo Guoyun was a skilled dancer, and Xiao Xiangyue had also danced frequently in the West over the years. Strauss's waltz filled the hall. The two handsome men took turns wrapping their arms around each other's waists, twirling with elegant steps to the melodious melody. The scene was both pleasing to the eye and harmonious, and they danced for several more times. The guests' applause and cheers grew louder, and they joined in the dance.
Ike was wearing an elegant tuxedo today, and Mrs. Daisy was wearing a gorgeous evening gown. The two danced tango, and their passionate and unrestrained dance moves made the Chinese crowd cheer loudly.
Xiao Xiangyue was tired of dancing, so she and Luo Guyun strolled slowly together to the music. She asked regretfully, "Why didn't you come today?" Luo Guyun replied, "My brother-in-law is the commander of the Vanguard Brigade. He's busy with military duties and can't leave. It's natural for you to accompany him. Don't mind me not being able to come to Nanjing." Xiao Xiangyue glared at him, "Business is more important! Why would I mind?"
The two of them were face to face, and Luo Guyun leaned close to her ear and said aggrievedly, "I heard that Princess Bena of Sweden only dances with Yue'er at every party. Brother is going to be jealous!"
Xiao Xiangyue put her hands around his neck and said unwillingly, "I heard that Brother Yun loves to listen to other people singing little songs the most. He always listens to them in a trance. I'm going to be jealous!"
Luo Guoyun was speechless... He recalled that day on the deck, where he'd seen Yi Shui and him, leaning against the side of the boat, chatting animatedly, Xiao Xiangyue's eyes twinkling with laughter. As he got closer, he seemed to hear some singing... When they saw him approaching, they immediately stopped talking, their expressions a bit strange... Great! Yi Shui, the big brother, was actually embarrassing himself in front of Yue'er. He'd have to enforce military discipline later...
On the outdoor lawn, fireworks soared into the sky, blooming into gorgeous flowers in the night.
Luo Guyun said, "Brother promised to set off fireworks for Yue'er every New Year's Eve. Today, I will make up for what I have missed in the past few years."
The massive fireworks display lasted for a full half hour, and under the dazzling night sky, guests enjoyed champagne, cake, and laughter.
Xiao Xiangyue clasped his hands together, his lips moving slightly. Luo Guyun leaned over, hugged him from behind, and whispered, "What wish did Yue'er make?" He said, "Yue'er prays for this day to come every year." Luo Guyun said, "Of course. Yue'er's birthday is also the anniversary of our marriage. From now on, we will celebrate like this every year."
After the guests had dispersed, the two returned to their bedroom. Xiao Xiangyue had gotten up early this morning and was exhausted, but her mind was too excited to fall asleep. She hugged him and babbled, "Yue'er is such a fool... We were kept in the dark... Brother Yun's birthday gift... is so perfect!"
Luo Guyun smiled and said, "Brother prepared a gift for Yue'er, but... I haven't had time to give it to her yet!"
Pulling him to the study, he took out a scroll and slowly unfolded it: "Brother doesn't have Yue'er's talent, he can't sing or compose music, so he painted a picture. This is the birthday gift for Yue'er!"
Beneath a towering, leafy tree sat two children, one large and one small. Their faces vaguely resembled those of the young Luo Guoyun and the childhood Xiao Xiangyue. The younger child hunched over the older child's back, arms around his neck, his head poking out from behind. Their heads pressed together, close together, as if whispering, their expressions lively. On the left was a line of flowing words:
Life and death are inseparable, and I will hold your hand and grow old with you.
This was painted by Luo Guoyun at his Shanghai residence during the Spring Festival this year. He specifically asked Yi Han to bring it to Nanjing and give it to him on his birthday.
Luo Guyun asked eagerly, "Yue'er, come and take a look. Do you like it?"
Xiao Xiangyue was already a little tipsy and was about to start painting when she picked up her brush. Luo Guyun hurriedly stopped her, "What do you want to do, Yue'er?"
Xiao Xiangyue pouted and said, "Brother Yun's painting clearly depicts Yue'er singing a little song for you in the tree hole back then! Isn't it the 'Tree Hole Singing Song Picture'?"
Luo Guoyun suppressed his laughter, snatched the pen from his hand, handed him a seal, and coaxed him, "Yue'er, you don't need to write an inscription, just use this seal to stamp it!" Holding his hand, he stamped the Xiao Xiangyue seal below Guoyun's signature. He was very surprised: "This is great! Yue'er is most afraid of writing. Brother Yun, give me a few more seals like this, engrave different characters on them, and just stamp them when needed!"
When he was about to fall asleep, Luo Guyun hugged the person who was lying on him like an octopus, and said softly: "If we can never return to our home in Nanjing, will Yue'er blame her brother?" The sleepy Xiao Xiangyue muttered softly: "Wherever Brother Yun is, there is home! Now..." She raised her hand and patted his chest hard, "...Yue'er's home is here..." With her head nestled in his neck, she was breathing evenly and fell asleep.
The next day, Sun Mu and Xiao Qin set off, passing through Hanchang and heading to Anyang and Jincheng to prepare for the construction of a new pharmaceutical factory. Li Erhu and Jianmei also accompanied them. Yi Han hurried back to Shanghai to take care of business. Lu Hankun and Ike went to Peking to continue filming the movie.
Qin Xiao and Xiao Xiangyue had been together for years, and they were deeply reluctant to part. Sun Mu said, "Yue'er's health has been carefully taken care of recently, and it's basically fine. Otherwise, I wouldn't have left with peace of mind." He winked and teased, "Besides, having Guoyun by her side is more effective than any medicine. We seem a little redundant here."
Erhu had been desperate to stay with the Commander-in-Chief, and after finally making it to Nanjing, he was a little frustrated to see her once before going his separate ways. Luo Guyun consoled him, "Jianmei will be giving birth in the second half of the year, so Erhu should stay with her in Hanchang and take care of the military factory. My second brother has contacted several aviation experts who have studied abroad and are planning to set up their own aircraft manufacturing plant. If all goes well, we'll be back in the second half of the year so we can all get together."
Xiao Xiangyue, who naturally preferred gatherings to separations, had been feeling sympathetic. Hearing Luo Guyun's words, she finally felt relieved.
In the following days, Xiao Xiangyue accompanied the people from Lizhuang on a tour of Jinling's famous scenic spots and historical sites. Although he had stayed in Nanjing for a while during the Spring Festival that year, he was constantly troubled and didn't get to go anywhere. This time, his health had recovered, and with his childhood friends like Cheng Jin, Bandeng, Sanhu, Heizhu, and Afeng around, Luo Guyun wanted him to have fun and personally accompanied him when he had free time. Every day, they climbed Zhongshan Mountain, visited Confucius Temple, and cruised Xuanwu Lake. On the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River, they enjoyed various snacks: goose oil pastry, soft fragrant cakes, sweet osmanthus candied sweet potatoes... all his favorites... and they were truly happy for ten days.
At the end of May, everyone in Lizhuang was leaving. Chunmei had returned to manage the farm's business, and Cheng Jin hadn't yet completed his mission of giving his father a grandson. Furthermore, he was responsible for overseeing the affairs of the village protection team, so he couldn't stay for long. Xiao Xiangyue bought all kinds of food, clothing, and daily necessities, filling several large carts. She said goodbye to everyone and promised to meet again next year.
Luo Guoyun and Yishui were busy with military affairs. Xie Fusheng became the academic director of the Orphanage School. After the Lizhuang group left, Xiao Xiangyue frequently visited Xiaohongshan, practically becoming a part-time teacher. He even adapted the school motto, written by his wife, into a school song and taught the students to sing it whenever he had free time.
June 30th is the anniversary of the Orphanage School.
Xiao Xiangyue organized a chorus of the school song. The song had a beautiful, catchy melody, and inspiring lyrics. The leading Party, government, and military officials present praised it enthusiastically. His wife, in particular, was beaming with satisfaction.
The students loved this talented, easygoing, and handsome young man. After the performance, they swarmed around him and chatted with him.
Xie Fusheng sighed, "It would be great if Xiangyue could come to our school to teach officially!" As soon as he said that, he laughed at himself, "I am confused! Xiangyue is famous all over the world now, do I still think I was in Lizhuang? Besides...how could Commander-in-Chief Luo be willing to let you work so hard?" Xiangyue said seriously, "Mr. Xie, you don't know that as long as Xiangyue likes something, Brother Yun will definitely support her. But we will leave Nanjing soon..."
As he was speaking, Luo Guyun and Yi Shui arrived behind him. Yi Shui praised, "This school song is really beautiful! The arrangement is also very neat!" Luo Guyun placed his hand on his shoulder and looked at him lovingly. "I'm afraid Yue'er must have put a lot of thought into it... Are you tired?"
Xiao Xiangyue's face was filled with surprise: "Why are Brother Yun and Brother Yi here?"
Madam had invited a number of high-ranking military and political figures to attend the school's anniversary celebrations today, including Luo Guyun and Yishui. Although Luo Guyun had been busy with official duties recently, Xiao Xiangyue kept a close eye on his daily activities. Seeing him enjoying his passion, full of energy and joy, and with Heizhu and Afeng by his side, Xiao Xiangyue felt at ease letting him go. Even if Madam hadn't invited him today, Luo Guyun had already planned to watch Yue'er's choreographed performance.
Yi Shui teased, "...We were delayed by something just now and set off a little late. Third brother was afraid of missing Yue'er's show, so he treated the road up the mountain as a racetrack and rushed here in only half an hour instead of an hour..."
Xiao Xiangyue said angrily: "What's the big deal about missing the show? What if something goes wrong... Brother Yun doesn't know how to take care of his own safety?" Luo Guyun said helplessly: "Forget it... Forget it! Big brother has become Yue'er's informant! It seems that I have to be doubly careful in the future, so as not to be caught by others..."
The lady also came over accompanied by the chairman, smiling broadly, "Guoyun is here today, Xiangyue, would you mind having dinner with us?"
Although Xiao Xiangyue was devoted to school affairs these days, he never ate outside and would rush back home if he was a little late. His wife tried to invite him to dinner at the official residence several times, but he refused.
The chairman said, "Guyun was angry with me that day. I called him several times but he still couldn't come. It's because Madam has so much reputation..." Madam said, "How can I have so much reputation? With Xiangyue here, why worry about Guyun not coming?" The chairman, intending to ease the relationship with Luo Guyun, laughed loudly and said, "Oh my... It seems that if you want to keep Xiangyue, you just need to invite Guoyun. If you want to see Guoyun, you just need to keep Xiangyue!" The chairman spoke in Ningbo dialect, like a tongue twister, which made everyone laugh.
In the chairman’s official residence, important central officials sat around a large table and had a pleasant conversation.
Luo Guyun chatted and laughed with everyone while picking up dishes that Xiao Xiangyue liked and putting them in his bowl. The dinner was very sumptuous. The chairman of the committee preferred Ningbo cuisine, while his wife preferred Western food. The fusion of Chinese and Western dishes was very novel and unique.
The lady pointed to a plate of dessert and said enthusiastically, "I heard Xiangyue likes sweets. Come and try this hazelnut tofu pastry that I created..."
"Hazelnuts?" Luo Guoyun, who was speaking to the chairman, had sharp ears. He turned quickly, frowning. His wife explained, "Well, hazelnuts... I grind the hazelnuts commonly used in Western desserts into a powder, mix it with tofu, cut it into chunks, and deep-fry it over low heat. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Everyone who's tasted it raves about it!"
Luo Guyun said, "Madam, you may not know that Yue'er is allergic to most nuts, especially hazelnuts. Fortunately, Madam, you warned me in time. If he had accidentally eaten any, it would have been disastrous!" Xiang Xiang added, "Yue'er has been going up the mountain quite a lot lately. I guess I need to copy down a list of his taboo foods and give it to Madam so I can feel more at ease."
The young lady and the mistress of the Kong family were close, like mother and daughter, frequent visitors to the official residence, and were also present today. She had originally harbored a fondness for Luo Guoyun, and in the past few years, she had flirted with him, flirting with him, and used countless tactics to get close to him, but received no response. That year at the Central Committee's cocktail party, Luo Guoyun had walked away alone, leaving her on the dance floor, practically becoming a laughingstock. Now, observing the two of them acting so intimately, she said sourly, "It's said that Commander-in-Chief Luo remained unfazed by women, but it turns out he's attracted to men..."
Xiao Xiangyue was discussing the school song with his wife, not paying attention to what others were saying. Luo Guoyun remained calm and composed as he poured a small bowl of soup and placed it in front of him. Yi Shui said coldly, "Miss Kong is wrong! Our commander-in-chief has no regard for men or women, only for the beauty of the moon."
It was already late at night when they left the official residence. As soon as they got in the car, Yi Shui said to Luo Guyun, who was sitting in the back seat, "How did your talk with the Chairman go today? What are your plans?"
Luo Guyun took Xiao Xiangyue's hand, placed it on his thigh, and rubbed it leisurely. He sighed and said slowly, "Although the Chairman has selfish motives, some of his words are not without reason. War is not only about the battle on the battlefield, but more importantly, it is about weapons and equipment, logistics support, and material supply. The gap between China and Japan is huge. Japan has more than thousands of advanced fighter planes, while we only have a pitiful hundred or so, and they are old and outdated. The Chairman promised to allocate special funds to build an air force base, purchase advanced fighter planes from the United States, hire flight instructors, recruit people with lofty ideals, and form our own air force..."
Yi Shui smiled and said, "Third brother, your temper is worth it! Even if the central government does not allocate funds, we will still develop the air force! This time the lack of salary money has been found..." Luo Guyun continued, "In addition, once shipping is blocked, all supplies can only enter our country by land. The most urgent task is to organize manpower and financial resources to build a highway from Myanmar and a railway from Vietnam, directly to the inland..."
Xiao Xiangyue had been listening to the two people's conversation quietly, without saying a word. Suddenly, she interrupted, "When Yue'er was in Sweden, she compiled two commemorative albums of Mr. Charade's posthumous works. On my birthday, Sister Daisy told me that the albums were selling very well, with copyrights purchased in many countries, bringing in a lot of money. Mr. Charade made a will, stating that all his musical legacy would belong to Yue'er. I originally planned to donate it to my alma mater, the Royal Academy of Music, in his name. Now that Brother Yun wants to form an air force, Yue'er will use the money to buy fighter jets for his army!"
Yi Shui laughed loudly: "...Yue'er really wants to buy us a plane! Big brother, take back what you said before... Look how proud Third Brother is!"
Luo Guyun put his arm around Xiao Xiangyue's waist and said happily, "Brother knows Yue'er's feelings. Keep the money Yue'er earns for yourself first. If you need more, you can ask Yue'er for more."
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