Chapter 85 The Rough Man is Jealous

Every time Jiang Rou knocked on the small bowl, a different sound would be heard.

The syllables are high and low, naturally forming different melodies.

Jiang Rou tried them one by one.

Zhou Xiaohua's eyes sparkled from the moment she heard these voices.

She blinked for every different note.

There is an expression in the pupils that cannot be concealed.

After knocking a few times, Jiang Rou put the chopsticks in Zhou Xiaohua's hand.

"Xiaohua, you come and try it."

Zhou Xiaohua happily jumped up and tried it.

She held the chopsticks in her small hands, and at first, she couldn't control the strength to knock on the small bowl, but after a few tries, she was able to make the same sound as Jiang Rou.

"Do~Re~Mi~Fa~So~La~Si——"

I knocked over the seven small bowls one by one, and there was not a single mistake.

The pitch is very accurate.

At this moment.

Jiang Rou was shocked.

Zhou Xiaohua is only four years old and has never been exposed to music or music theory before.

I mastered it in one go.

"Is our Xiaohua a genius?"

Jiang Rou exclaimed.

She had read an analysis before that said children who cannot speak have particularly sharp hearing, and Zhou Xiaohua might be the reason.

Right after.

Jiang Rou continued to teach.

"Xiaohua, let's go on. I'll sing a note and you can hit that note, okay?"

Zhou Xiaohua understood and nodded.

"Rui~"

bite.

"Fa~"

bite.

"Duo~"

bite.

After a series of attempts, Jiang Rou was really sure that Zhou Xiaohua was a genius, at least she had extraordinary abilities in this aspect.

She memorized all the seven syllables of the word "small bowl" in one go.

When tapping with chopsticks, there is no hesitation.

After learning these.

Jiang Rou sang the song she had sung before.

That is, "Return of Target Shooting"

This song has a cheerful melody and a simple rhythm, and contains a few lyrics that are pronounced directly.

“Mi so la mi so~”

"La so mi do re~"

Zhou Xiaohua looked at Jiang Rou, and the chopsticks in her hand never stopped tapping on the small bowl in rhythm.

for a while.

There was cheerful music in the room.

Zhou Chongshan and Zhou Xiaochuan were cleaning the yard, feeding the chickens, and tidying up the weeds growing in the yard.

After hearing the music, two men, one big and one small, washed their hands, brushed their teeth, and returned to the room.

As soon as you enter.

Immediately, I heard Jiang Rou's proud voice.

"Chongshan, Xiaochuan, come over here and listen. Xiaohua must be a little genius. She can even sing!"

Jiang Rou is a proud person with a sense of honor.

She held Zhou Xiaohua in her arms, touched her face, and spoke softly.

"Xiaohua, don't be nervous, just do it the same way as before, and we'll start over again."

Zhou Xiaohua nodded obediently.

She took a pair of chopsticks and tapped the small bowl gently, starting with the first line "The sun sets in the west and the clouds are flying."

This time, Jiang Rou did not hum along, it was Zhou Xiaohua's performance alone.

Every leaping note is like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, flying gently.

They replaced Zhou Xiaohua's voice and danced to the music.

Just as Jiang Rou said, she can sing.

Zhou Chongshan and Zhou Xiaochuan were both stunned. They never expected that the timid and shy Zhou Xiaohua had such a talent.

The song is over.

Zhou Xiaochuan sighed. "Xiaohua, you are so amazing."

Zhou Chongshan touched Zhou Xiaohua's head and said, "Xiaohua is awesome. She can become a musician now."

Zhou Xiaohua smiled shyly, crawled out from Jiang Rou's arms, walked towards Zhou Xiaochuan, buried her little head in Zhou Xiaochuan's chest to hide her blushing little face.

So happy~

This was the first time she received so much praise.

She is not dumb, she can sing!

…

The small table was moved aside.

Zhou Xiaohua and Zhou Xiaochuan gathered around a few small bowls, knocking and banging them as if they were playing a game.

Zhou Xiaochuan has no talent at all when it comes to music theory.

Jiang Rou only taught Zhou Xiaohua once, and Zhou Xiaohua was able to play the music in a continuous manner like a song.

But Zhou Xiaochuan followed Zhou Xiaohua and learned it over and over again, but he still couldn't do it.

The ding-dong-dong sound continued.

[Brother, that's not right! It's not like that! ]

Zhou Xiaohua grabbed Zhou Xiaochuan's hands, which were knocking randomly, and her little face pouted in anger.

She stared at Zhou Xiaochuan with watery eyes.

【Brother, stupid! 】

It was the first time for the little wolf cub to encounter such a setback.

To him, these ding-dong sounds were all the same, with no difference.

He tried hard to listen, but still couldn't remember it.

It was Zhou Xiaochuan’s first time, and Zhou Xiaohua was teaching him a lesson, so his face turned red.

Zhou Xiaohua grabbed Zhou Xiaochuan's hand.

The small hand held the big hand, holding a pair of chopsticks together.

Tap gently.

“Mi so la mi so~”

"La so mi do re~"

The familiar music sounded again.

…

The other side.

Jiang Rou and Zhou Chongshan watched the two children playing games, with similar kindness in their eyes.

The two of them watched and chatted casually.

Jiang Rou thought about what happened during the day and asked, "Chongshan, that Captain He doesn't look like a soldier."

Zhou Chongshan glanced at Jiang Rou and continued speaking.

"He is indeed different from us..."

He Donglai and Zhou Chongshan both came from rural backgrounds, but Zhou Chongshan was able to become the regiment commander because he fought on the battlefield, leading his men by example and risking his life time and time again.

Zhou Chongshan relied on his superior physical fitness and extraordinary courage and perseverance.

But He Donglai has relied on his brain to get to where he is today.

He Donglai has been a genius since he was a child.

Even though his family was poor and had no money to send him to school, the three-year-old He Donglai could memorize the words in letters just by watching people write them on the street, and could also recite the contents word for word.

A child with such intelligence and talent attracted the attention of the village chief.

Later, the village chief paid for He Donglai to study in the city.

The village chief hopes that their Hejia Village will produce an extraordinary big shot.

Later, He Donglai's development did not disappoint the village chief's expectations.

He was the best student all the way from elementary school to junior high school, high school, and later military school.

After joining the army, He Donglai stopped simply studying and began to change direction and conduct research on weapons and ammunition.

Zhou Chongshan said.

"A few years ago, we were fighting on the front line. We ran out of weapons and ammunition, and our logistics were not up to par, but the enemy kept coming. It was Captain He who was quick-witted and figured out how to make homemade bombs. That’s how we held off the enemy for a few more days, buying precious time and waiting for logistics supplies."