No matter how bitter they felt, it was no use. They couldn't ruin Enming's future because of spoiling their child. After adjusting their mindset, the two returned to the courtyard house, and Yan Xiaonan's consciousness spread outwards.
The once bustling courtyard is now eerily quiet. Tianru and Yushu have gone to school, Dad and Mom have gone to the high-end bespoke shop, and Ye Wen has gone to the real estate company.
Ye En sat on the training ground, looking at the empty space, feeling a little bored. He was also thinking about Tianru and Yushu, and of course, that little rascal who had injured him.
The tinkling sound of a piano drifted from the inner courtyard. It turned out that Grandma Yan was sitting in front of the piano, playing haphazardly. Although Ye Ren was giving her guidance, he could only shake his head and smile wryly at Grandma Yan's erratic playing.
"Sister-in-law Yan, your hand isn't like that. Bend it a little. If you bend it too much, it'll turn into a hook. Yes, yes, just like that. Let's play the do-re-mi."
Don't strike them all at once, strike them one by one. Don't strike them so hard, you'll break the piano. Use your fingers to strike them. By the way, this is a middle C, this is a high C, and this is a low C.
"Grandpa Ye, do you still remember the song Liu Jin sang when he was little, something like 'Mom is Good'? I love listening to that song. Why don't you play it for me?" Grandma Yan suddenly remembered the song Liu Jin sang on stage when he was little. It was so beautiful.
Ye Ren nodded, sat on the piano bench, and after a series of introductory notes, "Only Mother is Good in the World" slowly flowed from his hands.
Although Grandma Yan couldn't sing this song, she could hum along a few times, though she was terribly off-key. Ye Ren finally smiled.
Yan Xiaonan linked arms with Ye Chenming and walked inside. The two of them sang along to the rhythm: "Children with mothers are like treasures, nestled in their mothers' arms, enjoying endless happiness."
Ye Ren and Grandma Yan quickly turned around and looked behind them. Not seeing Enming's shadow, they knew that Enming had already become an apprentice.
"Nannan, did Enming cry?" Grandma Yan asked, but she couldn't help but feel resentful. Sending such a young child to the mountains, how pitiful she must be.
Yan Xiaonan nodded, then shook her head. Enming was immediately taken away by her master. She didn't know if the little one had cried. In that place, Yan Xiaonan couldn't use her consciousness to investigate, otherwise her superpower would be damaged.
Ye Ren immediately saw Yan Xiaonan's reluctance. He stood up and said earnestly, "Nannan, children need to be nurtured from a young age. If they can meet good teachers and helpful friends, it is a blessing for them. We cannot let our concerns delay their best learning opportunities."
Yan Xiaonan nodded repeatedly, and seeing that Grandma Yan's attention was on the piano again, she couldn't help but find it funny. But after a while, Yan Xiaonan felt sad. Before, there was Fu Qingping to keep Grandma company and chat with her. Now Grandma is all alone and too lonely.
"Grandma, I'll hire a teacher for you. She can teach you to play the piano, sing, and anything else you want to learn, I'll have the teacher teach you," Yan Xiaonan said on a whim.
"Honey, Grandma is so old, can she still learn? Won't people laugh at her?"
Grandma Yan wanted to learn, but then she thought about how she was over ninety years old and wondered if people would laugh at her if she started learning now.
"Grandma, isn't it said that you're never too old to learn? It's okay, after lunch you can take a good nap, and I'll go find you a teacher. Oh, and I'll also buy you a piano and put it in your room," Yan Xiaonan said.
"Nan Nan, let's buy Grandma an electronic keyboard. Electronic keyboards are easy to learn, and you don't need to use much strength to play them. Plus, you can adjust the rhythm. Grandma would probably like that more," Ye Chenming suggested.
Grandma Yan didn't want the electronic keyboard. She was worried that touching it would give her an electric shock. An electronic keyboard, after all, must have electricity.
Yan Xiaonan almost died laughing; how could a baby be so cute?
"Grandma, how about we go to the music store now and you can buy whichever one you like?" Yan Xiaonan asked.
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The group of four arrived at a street near the Beijing Conservatory of Music, where there were many music stores. Ye Chenming parked his car in front of the largest music store.
A young girl immediately came out to greet them. Seeing the two elderly people and the two young people, she knew in her heart that they must be there to buy a piano for their children.
Nowadays, those who can afford to buy pianos for their children are either parents who are involved in music or wealthy families who want to cultivate their children's artistic talents.
"Please come in, please come in. Are you looking to buy a piano? How old is your child? Would you like me to recommend one?"
When Grandma Yan heard this, she felt a little embarrassed. The young girl thought that the piano was something for children to learn, and she, an old woman, was just getting involved.
Although Nan Nan is rich, she earned it through hard work. How could she just squander it like that?
"I'm not buying anymore," Grandma Yan waved her hand, preparing to go back.
Ye Chenming glared at the little girl, thinking that she had no sense of propriety at all. A middle-aged woman next to him quickly came forward.
"Hello everyone, I'm the person in charge here. If you buy a piano now, you can get ten free lessons, which are taught at your home. We can teach children, young people, middle-aged people, and the elderly. We will select different teachers to come to your home depending on the student."
Yan Xiaonan glanced at the middle-aged woman and asked, "I just want to buy a piano for my grandma to keep her entertained. It would be even better if someone could teach her. Could you help me choose one with a good tone?"
The middle-aged woman nodded quickly, and glanced at Grandma Yan, saying, "Grandma, you're so old! Don't tell me yet, let me guess. Are you seventy or not? We have a wonderful teacher here who specializes in teaching elderly people to play the piano. He's very patient."
Grandma Yan was delighted by what she said, and shook her head, saying, "Girl, what kind of eyes do you have? I'm ninety-six years old this year."
The middle-aged woman was taken aback. She was at least two years old, but she estimated that Grandma Yan was definitely no more than eighty.
"Oh, ma'am, you're in great health. Alright, at your age, I'll make the decision today and give you a 10% discount on the piano."
"Alright, bring me the most expensive one," Yan Xiaonan said.
"The most expensive one is a grand piano, a Yamaha brand from Japan. It's currently priced at 680,000 yuan and is our store's prized possession," the middle-aged woman said, pointing to a white grand piano in the center of the room.
"Grandpa, why don't you give it a try? If it works out, we'll buy it," Ye Chenming encouraged Ye Ren.
Ye Ren nodded, sat down gracefully, raised his hands, and a piece of "Symphony No. 5" began to play. The middle-aged woman was also a skilled pianist, but upon hearing Ye Ren's playing, she suddenly felt that she should go back and study harder.
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