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      Chapter 216 Xiaohu's Talent (Part 2)

      Su Xiaoxiao went to the kitchen to cook.

      Su Ergou went to deliver the goods, and he hasn’t returned after a day of delivery. don’t know, but he was sent to the palace.

      The three little ones are not there either.

    When Du Hu went to listen to the music today, he didn't act on his own initiative, but brought his two burdened brothers with him.

      Xiaohu entered the house first.

      He also knows to take off the little shoes first.

      He stomped into the house, looked at the thin man sitting on the futon, politely called uncle, then tilted his head, pointed to the big thing in front of him and asked, "Is it salty?"

      Ling Yun glanced at the little guy: "Zheng, who are you?"

      Xiaohu patted his small chest lightly with his small hands, and said milkily, "I am Xiaoxue."

       Soon, Erhu also took off his little shoes and entered the house.

       "Who are you?" Ling Yun asked.

      Er Tiger's eyeballs rolled around: "I am a big tiger!"

       "You are not." Ling Yun pointed it out.

      Er Hu was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

       Didn't cheat?

      Ling Yun said calmly: "There are no hairs on Dug's forehead."

      Dahu has only one hair spin, which is on top of his head.

      The two tigers and the little tiger have many hair spins, and each has a wind spinner on their foreheads.

       Erhu scratched his head, this handsome uncle looks smart.

      Du placed the small shoes thrown everywhere by his stinky brother at the door.

       Being the big brother is exhausting.

      The two stinky brothers are too unreliable.

      Ling Yun plucked the strings and made a crisp and pleasant sound.

      Xiaohu came to him with a rattling voice, and asked childishly, "Can I touch it?"

       "Whatever you want." Ling Yun said.

      Du also touched it, and found nothing wrong, Ling Yun felt that it would be okay to let the other two touch it.

       Soon he regretted it.

      Xiaohu imitated his previous appearance very seriously, and plucked the strings.

    Zheng~~~~~

      Ling Yun was so excited that the hairs all over his body stood on end!

      Xiaohu doesn't think his playing is ugly, on the contrary, he thinks it sounds pretty good.

      I am really good!

      Xiaohu pulled again, once, again.

      Zheng~Zheng~ZhengZhengZhengZheng~~~~~~~~

      For people with absolute musical talent, the magic sounds played by Xiaohu are simply fatal.

      Ling Yun said: "It's not played like this."

       It turns out that this is called bomb.

      Xiaohu learned a verb and asked, "How do you play it?"

      Ling Yun stopped accepting apprentices a few years ago, and he does not teach anyone the piano art in any form.

      But this little guy's playing... is really unbearable.

      He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and gently hooked his fingertips on the strings: "Look, this way."

      A pleasant voice sounded, like the breeze passing through the mountain stream, soft and ethereal.

      Xiaohu nodded, indicating that he has learned it.

      He raised his little arm without a teacher, and set up a style for himself, imitating the example, and hooked the tip of his little finger.

      ... It's even worse.

      Xiaohu is immersed in his own little magic voice and cannot extricate himself: "It's so fun! I will come to play every day from now on!"

      Ling Yun trembled...

      In the evening, the three little ones bounced back home.

       The one who came with them was Ling Yun's personal servant Deng An.

      Deng An was holding a huge piano case in his hand.

      Su Xiaoxiao looked at him strangely, not understanding what he was doing when he came to the door with a piano.

      Deng An sneered and said: "My son said, Xiaohu...Xiaohu is very...interested...uh...talented in playing the piano. I will give this kite to Xiaohu. He can play at home when he has nothing to do."

       There is no need to find my son-in-law for bullets.

      Su Xiaoxiao said politely: "This is so embarrassing, take it back."

       Luan Zheng is Guzheng, the price is not cheap.

      Deng An broke into a cold sweat: "No, no, no, my son and Brother Xiaohu have a crush on each other, good... good piano for bosom friend! You must accept it!"

       If you don't accept the son, you have to cut him!

      Su Xiaoxiao touched Xiaohu's head: "Xiaohu, do you like playing the piano?"

    Xiaohu thought for a while: "I like it!"

      Su Xiaoxiao said: "Then let's worship Uncle Ling as a teacher, and learn piano with Uncle Ling every day."

      Xiaohu nodded: "Okay!"

       "..." Deng An was about to cry.

    ——

       After a few days, Yu Chixiu and the man in the white hat also returned to Capital City.

      The man in the white hat went to Wei's house to report to Mrs. Wei.

      Yu Chixiu found Wei Ting near Lihua Lane.

       Wei Ting sat in the carriage with a cold face.

      Yu Chixiu asked the dark guard: "What's wrong, my lord?"

      The dark guard said, "I'm not satisfied with my desires."

       Wei Ting said coldly: "Do you not want to do it anymore?"

      The dark guard shrank his neck and made a gesture.

      To sum up, my adult and the little chubby girl are in a difficult relationship, their treatment is downgraded, and they can still lie in a bed in the country, so they are directly kicked out to the next room when they come here.

      Yu Chixiu lifted the curtain and sat down next to Wei Ting: "No way, sir, you haven't taken him down yet? Can't you?"

       Wei Ting gave him a cold look: "Your head is hard?"

      Yu Chixiu said: "I don't know if I'm strong or not. Anyway, I must have more means than you to deal with women. If I were you, I would have cooked rice by now!"

       Wei Ting said hehe: "Really? You and Su Yuniang cooked the raw rice?"

       "Ahem!"

      The king choked on a certain mouth.

       "I don't have anything to do with her, it's her who is belittling me, and I don't think too much about her!"

       Wei Ting snorted coldly: "There is no best."

      If that girl knew that her killer had snatched Su Yuniang away, she would definitely blow her hair.

    "My lord, do you really want to get along with that girl? If you want to, you have to do it as soon as possible. She is from the Qin family, and Mrs. Wei will not agree to you being together. You have to cook the uncooked rice first.In that case, Mrs. Wei has to accept it if she doesn’t accept it.”

       About Su Xiaoxiao's life experience, Yu Chixiu had just learned from the secret guard.

      He was happy to watch a good show, and he didn't think it was a big deal at all.

       Wei Ting is a stinky and shameless person, but he has never been dissolute in this respect.

      He said coldly: "You want to come up with bad ideas?"

    Yu Chixiu sighed, and said earnestly: "Why is that a bad idea? I did it for your own good. Don't be embarrassed, my lord. Men have their first time. If you are worried that she will refuse, I will teach you a way!What about you, go buy a jug of wine, pretend to be drunk at night, go to the wrong room, and go to her room. She didn't kick you out, she just acquiesced in your approach, you seize the opportunity! If she blames you the next dayWhen you get up, you just say that you drank too much and don’t remember, so it’s not embarrassing!”

      The hidden guard couldn't help sticking his head in through the gap in the curtain, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this taking advantage of someone's danger?"

    Yu Chixiu ran into a series of coquettish words: "What do you know, this is called courage! If that girl disagrees, she will definitely kick your young master out, so don't worry about her, she is not a loser. You still worry about it."Your young master, he will either be kicked out, or squeezed into a persimmon by that girl..."

       Wei Ting said coldly: "What's the mess? I won't listen."

       A quarter of an hour later, Wei Ting returned home with a jar of wine.

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