The two people who were seen didn't react much, but Li Wenhui's face turned red.
She first glanced cautiously at her mother, only to be met with a glare.
Wenhui stuck out her tongue cutely, walked to her father's side, and took his arm.
"Dad, what song did you write this time? Can I hear it first?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Qiunan, who had already started washing the dishes again, also perked up her ears.
She heard a few lines of it in the office that afternoon, and thought it sounded quite nice.
"I haven't finished thinking of the song yet. I'll play it for you when I've thought of everything."
That's right, I really haven't finished thinking about it yet.
"Oh, it's okay, Dad. Just sing it for me, okay?" Li Wenhui started to act spoiled, shaking her father's arm and pleading.
"Okay, okay, stop shaking! I'll sing, I'll sing!"
What Li Chu couldn't stand the most was this: whether it was his wife or his daughter, as long as they acted cute in front of him, he would definitely surrender.
These two women in his family—no, you also have to include Wang Yueyue—these three women have him completely under their thumb.
"Hehe, Dad is the best. Wait for me to go get Yueyue's guitar for you."
"Sigh..." Li Chu was about to call out to his daughter as she ran towards the front yard in a flash, but then he thought about it and put his hand down.
Why are you playing guitar? You haven't even thought of all the lyrics yet, where did you get the sheet music from?
Never mind, I'll just scan it a couple of times.
Ding Qiunan's subordinates were washing the dishes much faster, and she wanted to listen too.
"Honey, Huihui is here. Tell her to wait a moment. I'll go in and write down the lyrics I've already thought of."
"Alright, go ahead!"
...
When Li Chu came out of the study half an hour later, he was startled by the people sitting in the courtyard.
Goodness, if you didn't know better, you'd think they were having a tea party at home.
Apart from a few older people, Wang Jiadong and his wife brought their children, Ding Jianguo and his wife brought their children, and even Wang Jiayuan and her husband, who had gone back to her parents' home for a visit after dinner, were there.
Wang Jiayuan is heavily pregnant, and it looks like she'll be giving birth soon.
What's going on?
"Dad, we're all waiting to hear your song." Li Wenhui saw her father lift the curtain and stand there motionless, so she quickly ran over to pull him.
"You're the one who did this, aren't you?"
"I accidentally let it slip."
"Heh..." I don't believe you for a second, you little rascal.
"Xiao Chu, Hui said you want to sing too. We've been waiting for ages, hurry up!"
Aunt Wang, who was eating sunflower seeds, looked up and saw Li Chu at the living room door and called out to him.
She goes to bed early at night, so if she doesn't sing now, we won't be able to hear her anymore.
She knew her nephew could write songs, and he had written several for his eldest daughter-in-law, but she had never actually heard him sing.
Since the elders had already addressed him, Li Chu stopped being coy and sat down on the chair that Li Wenhui had placed for him under the eaves.
"Ahem, my singing isn't as good as Yueyue's mom's, so please bear with me. I don't welcome criticism here."
Anyone who doesn't like it can plug their ears with toilet paper. Huihui, go get the toilet paper ready.
"Hahaha……"
His opening remarks immediately made everyone laugh.
"I don't know what Huihui said to you guys, that made you all sit here so neatly waiting for me."
This song is for Wenxuan and Yueyue. I haven't finished the song yet, so please bear with it for now. But everyone has to keep it a secret, otherwise it won't be fun.
"Don't worry, Uncle, we'll definitely keep it a secret for you."
"Yuanyuan, besides Huihui, you're the only one here. You two sisters are the least discreet. Are you still at ease? How can I be at ease?"
"Hahaha..." Another burst of laughter erupted.
Even the two female guards standing to the side laughed this time.
The other staff members went home after dinner, but the two guards stayed there.
"Uncle~"
"Dad~"
His words displeased Yuanyuan and Huihui, who both pouted and looked at him.
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more, but you two really have to keep this a secret for me this time!"
Seeing that the two sisters were about to explode, he quickly shut up and pretended to play the guitar a couple of times.
He will be your groom, and from this day forward he will be your life partner.
Everything about him will be closely connected with you; you will share both good and bad fortune.
She will be your bride; she is someone else who has entrusted her heartfelt wishes to you.
...
It must be a special destiny that brought us together as a family. The more he loves you, the more you should reciprocate, and together you can find the possibility of happiness.
..."
The second paragraph is missing; he hasn't figured it out yet.
After stopping, Li Chu looked up and realized that everyone in the courtyard was staring at him blankly.
"Ahem, is it because it doesn't sound good? Why are you all looking at me like that?"
"Xiao Chu, did you write this song?" Aunt Wang looked at her nephew with curiosity, as if she had discovered a new continent, as if she were seeing him for the first time.
Li Qin and Wang Ziwen had the same expression. They knew that this younger brother could write songs, and they had heard Li Qiaoyun sing them on TV, but those were all songs from the military.
This song completely overturned their expectations.
"Uh... I came up with it."
Okay, he dug it out from the depths of his memory. Anyway, he was the first in the world to sing it, and it couldn't have been done by anyone else.
Well, although Aunt Wang is the oldest person present, she is a veteran intellectual from the Republican era and has also worked as a school teacher.
Her ability to accept new things is definitely faster than that of Ding's parents, Li Qin, and Wang Ziwen.
So she didn't have any particular reaction to love and romance.
To Ding's parents, the song sounded like decadent music, but since their son-in-law wanted to give it to his own son, the elderly couple couldn't say much.
"Xiao Chu, I won't stop you from singing this song for Wenxuan and Yueyue. But you can't sing it again once you leave this room."
"Auntie, no, that's impossible. Not to mention this song, I've never sung any of the songs I wrote for Qiaoyun outside of my circle. In fact, apart from their troupe leader, no one knows that I wrote them."
While the two people were talking, several young women over there had already come to their senses, their eyes shining.
Li Wenhui was determined to make sure that her father would sing her a song when she got married someday.
Lin Li leaned close to Wang Jiayuan's ear and whispered, "Yuanyuan, is that Qiaoyun that Uncle mentioned the one who sang at the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Yes, she is Wenxuan's mother-in-law."
Upon hearing his wife's words, Lin Li's mouth gaped open wide enough to fit a goose egg.
"Was the song 'The Full Moon' that she sang at the party also written by our uncle?"
"It seems so, but I'm not entirely sure."
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