As Sister Ma was talking, she slapped her thigh and said, "Speaking of piano, I suddenly remembered that Xiao An, you are a top student from a music college. Our factory will also have a program for National Day, so why not have you perform on stage!"
"Chief Cai, Chief Cai!" Sister Ma shouted at the top of her voice, "Suggest to Director Feng that Xiao An represent the factory in performing a show. It will definitely bring honor to our department."
Section Chief Cai was drinking water. He chewed a wolfberry in his mouth, swallowed it, and then turned to look at An Hua, "Xiao An, what do you think?"
An Hua smiled and said, "How can I represent the factory office alone? It would be better to prepare a big chorus so that everyone can participate. This can represent the spirit of unity and cooperation of our factory office."
Section Chief Cai nodded approvingly, "Xiao An, your idea is good. Director Feng also suggested this and asked our Propaganda Department to send someone to be in charge of the rehearsal. I think you should work hard, Xiao An. If you win a place, I will give you credit. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't win a place. The important thing is to participate!"
An Hua thought about it and agreed. It didn't matter whether she was awarded the merit or not. The main thing was that she would have a reason to apply to use the piano.
When Chief Cai saw An Hua nod, he immediately went out to tell Director Feng about it.
Finally, we organized everyone and decided to rehearse at 5:30 p.m. every day for an hour. The factory office got off work at 6 p.m., so it took up half an hour of working time and half an hour of getting off work.
We get off work at 12 noon and return to work at 2 pm, with a two-hour break. An Hua spent her lunch time composing music, went home to eat, and then rushed to the factory without stopping.
Seeing her busy and chattering, Xiao Zheng wondered, "Your factory is just arranging a chorus, is it necessary to be so busy?"
Before the song was adopted, An Hua didn't want to tell anyone about this, so she didn't explain after hearing this, waved her hand and said, "That's it." She kissed Dong Dong's cheek and went out.
Xiao Zheng: “…”
Didn't even look at him.
Dong Dong: "Dad, Mom didn't kiss you~"
Xiao Zheng: “…”
Do I need you to remind me?
But it’s okay for Tian, Xiao Zheng doesn’t have to be affectionate in broad daylight.
But at night, An Hua didn't even touch him!
How can this be!
Xiao Zheng had just finished taking a shower in the dark yard and was about to put on his vest, but after thinking for a moment, he threw the vest aside.
An Hua had just finished taking a bath and was reading the illustrated story "The Legend of the Snake" to her child.
Dong Dong suddenly asked, "Mom, why did Xu Xian dislike his wife after he knew she was a snake?"
An Hua: "Maybe he's afraid. Think about it, if the person sleeping next to you suddenly turned into a snake, would you be scared?"
Dong Dong shook his head without thinking, "Don't be afraid, I like snakes, snakes are cute."
An Hua: “…” She is most afraid of snakes.
Dong Dong said again: "I have seen green snakes and small flower snakes, but I have never seen a snake. I want to see one."
An Hua: “…”
Dong Dong: "Mom, do you like snakes? What color do you like? Chunli and I will catch one for you tomorrow."
An Hua: "No! No need!"
Thank you, filial son.
Dong Dong concluded, "If Dad turns into a snake, it seems that Mom will be like Xu Xian and will no longer like Dad."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xiao Zheng appeared at the door without knowing when, and shouted: "How can you know what love is at such a young age? Go to bed!"
His wife doesn't know how much she likes him! He came all the way to follow the army just for him, and his eyes are so sticky that they can kill you!
Dongdong pouted and snorted, then complained to Anhua, "Daddy is so mean!"
An Hua glared at Xiao Zheng.
Xiao Zheng coughed lightly and lowered his voice, "It's getting late, let's go to bed."
Dongdong was satisfied. He turned over and climbed up the ladder to the upper bed. "I want to sleep on the upper bed today!"
The bunk bed made by Xiao Zheng is very sturdy, and the guardrail is high enough. Together with the wall, it surrounds the bed tightly, leaving only one entrance, so that staying on it can form a small world of one's own.
After Dongdong came to bed, he lay down properly, closed his eyes and said, "Mom, just give me a kiss and I'll be fine."
The bed was a little high. When An Hua was about to take off her shoes and step onto the bed ladder, she felt her body suddenly float in the air.
Xiao Zheng picked her up with one hand, like holding a child, and sat her butt in the crook of his arm.
An Hua only felt that his arm muscles were firm and stable, just like when she was a child climbing a tree and found the strongest tree trunk, she felt safe sitting on it.
An Hua kissed her son's little face and signaled Xiao Zheng to put her down.
Xiao Zheng just carried her back to the bedroom.
"I still have a job, put me down!"
"What else do you want to do so late at night? Now all we need to do is sleep!"
"I really have..."
As An Huanxi struggled, Xiao Zheng had no choice but to let her go.
An Huan glared at him and went out of the study.
It took her several days to finish the song in one go, with almost no changes made, and she will be able to send the score out tomorrow. For expedited shipments, if the weather and traffic conditions are good, it will arrive in two or three days.
An Hua did not intend to contact Chen Xiangjun privately, but sent it directly to the literary troupe to prevent the possibility of the score being taken over by others.
According to the memories left by the original owner, Chen Xiangjun was a good person, but one can never judge a person by his appearance, so it always helps to be more careful.
After finishing her work, An Hua returned to the bedroom.
Xiao Zheng was lying with his back to her.
Thinking he was asleep, An Hua was afraid of waking him up, so she moved very carefully.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly turned over and pressed An Hua under him.
"What are you doing? What's taking you so long?"
An Hua didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that his expression looked a little sad.
"I'm busy, why do you keep asking?"
Xiao Zheng: "...You have changed."
An Hua: “?”
I still remember when she first came, she always flirted with him, said sweet words to him every day, and the way she looked at him was like honey, so sweet that it could draw silk!
Now, she doesn't pay attention to him anymore, she's impatient with him, she won't say nice things to coax him anymore, and she won't wear those little skirts with very little fabric to flirt with him anymore.
You've only slept for a few hours, and you're already tired?
Xiao Zheng was so angry that he leaned over and bit her moist lips.
An Hua felt pained, "You are born in the year of the dog!"
Xiao Zheng turned the man over without saying anything.
No matter whether she changes or not.
Let’s clean up the meal first!
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