The Zhang family’s garden is very large. This is not my first time to come to this Chinese-style courtyard. The last time I came was on Zhang Tingyuan’s birthday.

However, at that time, all those who came here were Zhang Tingyuan's friends and peers of his age, and Mrs. Zhang Si was not present.

Unexpectedly, this time, Mrs. Zhang Si would actually be waiting for me at the door in person.

Also, she called me Xuxu.

The two words "Xuxu" are my nickname, and my family members and close friends call me that.

In the past, Mrs. Zhang Si always called me Miss Meng, but this time when she saw me, she actually called me affectionately, Xuxu.

She spoke with a slight Annan accent, a soft Wu dialect, and the two words moved between her lips and teeth, charming and gentle.

I just felt that the whispering sound reached my heart, and I couldn't help but step forward and hold her hand, saying distressedly: "Madam, why don't you wait inside? You are wearing such thin clothes that your hands are cold."

The hand warmer that Yuan Tianye gave me just now was put into Mrs. Zhang Si’s hands.

"Xuxu is still caring." Mrs. Zhang Si's dark jade eyes flickered with soft light. She looked at me with a smile and jokingly pretended to dislike Zhang Tingyuan. "Look at that brat. I have cared for him for eighteen years, but he never thought of warming my hands. Raising a son is really not as good as raising a daughter."

"Ma'am, it's the same to raise a son or a daughter. Xiao Yuan is also very warm-hearted. He just didn't have a chance to open his mouth before I spoke first." I hurriedly advised Madam Zhang Si.

It's just a hand warmer, and I'm just borrowing it to offer to someone else. Madam Zhang Si was so moved that she felt such emotion. My heart was moved again.

But Zhang Tingyuan smiled and said, "Yeah, I also think our family lacks a sister like Sister Meng. Mom, why don't we bring Sister Meng into our family?"

"I also feel that our family lacks a child like Xuxu." The smile between Mrs. Zhang Si's brows became more and more intense, and she actually continued Zhang Tingyuan's words.

The remark was so pointed that I immediately felt embarrassed and my cheeks felt slightly hot.

Yuan Tianye on the side helped me to close the circle. He squeezed over and forcibly pushed away the hand that Madam Zhang Si was holding on to me, then got stuck between Madam Zhang Si and me, holding one of us on each side, frowning slightly, half joking and half serious: "This won't do, Fourth Aunt, my sister has already been settled in my house, no one can snatch her away."

"Who said she's engaged to your family? You don't have an engagement, and Sister Meng hasn't been engaged to you. What makes you say that Sister Meng is yours?" Zhang Tingyuan started arguing with Yuan Tianye again.

Yuan Tianye couldn't stand this the most. The two of them had been fighting on the road just now. Because of driving safety, it was not appropriate to fight, so they were arguing with each other. In the end, they were just about to spit at each other. They were just a bunch of noobs pecking at each other. They didn't have to pay attention to driving safety at this moment. The two of them soon got together and were about to fight.

I didn't want them to quarrel in front of Madam Zhang Si and disturb her good mood, so I immediately changed the subject and pointed in the direction of the warm room and asked, "Is that Suzhou Pingtan over there?"

There was a curtain hanging on the door of the warm room, so you couldn't see what was going on inside from the outside, but I could vaguely hear the sound of singing and playing inside, which sounded like Suzhou Pingtan.

"Xuxu, you know this? That's great. It seems that I invited the right master today." Mrs. Zhang Si looked at me with surprise, then said with a smile, "I like Suzhou Pingtan and listen to it all the time. Today, we have a small gathering at home. I thought it would be boring to eat alone, so I invited someone to sing a song to liven up the atmosphere. I was worried that you wouldn't like it."

"I like it. When I was at home, my grandma also loved Suzhou Pingtan." I answered with a smile.

In fact, it’s not just because Suzhou Pingtan happens to be something my grandma likes. Even if Madam Zhang Si invited Huangmei Opera, Peking Opera, or Shaanxi Bangzi today, I would also like it, just because it was her choice, and I would like it in my heart.

I thought of grandma again.

It's really strange. Every time I see Mrs. Zhang Si, I can always see the shadow of my grandmother in her.

And it happens more and more frequently, and it is easier and easier to associate her with my grandma.

Thinking of my grandma, I felt a little depressed, but then I heard Yuan Tianye next to me ask me: "Sister, do you like Suzhou Pingtan?"

I nodded, and saw Zhang Tingyuan squinting his eyes and preparing to speak: "Wow, what a coincidence, Xiaoye..."

"Shut up and don't talk. Your sister is mine." Yuan Tianye poked him with his elbow before he could finish.

Zhang Tingyuan was stabbed unexpectedly. He was in so much pain that his face turned red. The white panda turned into a red panda. He squeezed out a voice: "Look, mom, Xiaoye is too domineering. He doesn't even let me talk. I have wasted my 18 years of brotherhood..."

Yuan Tianye didn't even look at him, took my arm, and strode into the warm room.

Mrs. Zhang Si's gentle laughter came from behind: "He has given in to you so many times, just give in to him this time. It's rare to see Xiao Ye like someone so much."

We sat down in the warm room, where tea and snacks were placed on the round rosewood table.

As expected, there were two Pingtan singing masters sitting in the warm room. It was the first time I heard Suzhou Pingtan live, and I was mesmerized for a moment.

Yuan Tianye sat next to me, leaning over to whisper in my ear: "Sister, the song the masters sang is called Jade Dragonfly."

I nodded.

In fact, my grandma didn’t just listen, she also sang. I learned a little bit from her.

I just don’t know a lot. For example, I only know that the name of this song is Jade Dragonfly, but I don’t know what the name of this section is.

Madam Zhang Si sat across from me and turned to look at me. The smile on her face faded slightly, and her tone was a little serious: "Xu Xu, this part is about the nunnery recognizing the mother in Jade Dragonfly."

"So it was the nunnery that recognized your mother. I just felt that she looked familiar but I couldn't remember her name." I laughed.

But Mrs. Zhang Si's face was serious, and there seemed to be sadness in her black jade eyes: "Xu Xu, do you miss your mother?"

I was stunned.

mother.

This is a distant word.

The memory my mother left me is a blank. I don’t even have an impression of her, so naturally I won’t miss a blank person.

Besides, I was raised by my grandmother. In my concept, my grandmother is my real mother, so...

I came back to my senses, smiled and shook my head: "I only miss grandma, my aunt and uncle, and my daughter."

I won’t miss my mother.

Mrs. Zhang Si's expression suddenly became depressed. She hummed softly, turned her face away and stopped talking.

I didn't understand why she suddenly became like this. The atmosphere in the entire warm room became low and my mood also began to drop.

Yuan Tianye patted my hands and said, "Sister, I can sing this part too. Let me perform for you."

After saying that, he actually went on stage.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like