Peerless luthier

tease

Last month, the loving couple who traveled from south to north came over sweetly for a meal.

Zhong Yi looked in surprise at Master Zhu wearing an apron, cutting, cooking, frying and steaming smoothly in the kitchen. The hands playing the piano did not feel stagnant at all when cooking the food. Looking at the skillful technique, Zhong Yi knew that Master Zhu was A man of skill.

When the dishes were served, Wang Sanyin, who was chatting with Shuohui, put down his teacup and went to help Zhu Wen serve the dishes.

Zhong Yi and Shuo Hui listened to their orders, moved out the Eight Immortals table in front of the hall, and put it in the courtyard.It was summer, but it was still hot, and it was cooler at night.

The cut fruit was placed on a big round plate, and Zhu Wen brought it up with a smile: "This is a very popular watermelon recently, eat it."

Shuohui took a piece, the red flesh and black seeds, it looked pretty good, took a bite, the juicy meat was crispy, and the fruity aroma was attractive.

"Well - not bad!"

Zhong Yi hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, and Shuo wiped it.

Wang Sanyin sat down: "Watermelon, clearing heat and relieving heat, producing body fluids and quenching thirst, is the first choice in summer." Wang Sanyin also picked up a piece, his lips curved slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes, as if he liked it very much.

Seeing that Zhu Wen hadn't come out yet, Zhong Yi said, "Master Zhu, dinner is ready!"

Zhu Wen hurriedly said: "Come here."

When she came out, Zhu Wen was wearing a lavender casual dress, and she returned to her usual relaxed appearance.

The four of them sat together, and the dishes were light. Zhong Yi liked the steamed whitebait very much, which had the taste of Andu.

Shuo Hui's taste seems to be a bit stronger, Zhong Yi sees that he has no appetite, so she understands it.

The four of them didn't like to talk when eating, and when they were about to finish eating, Zhu Wen said: "It's been a long time since I saw you, I wonder how your piano skills are now?"

Wang Sanyin put down his chopsticks cooperatively: "Why don't you play a song."

Zhong Yi smiled: "OK."

Shuo went back to fetch his paulownia qin, and Zhu Wen took over: "Give it to me, I will arrange the qin table."

Seeing that Zhu Wen and Zhong Yi had placed all their things in the courtyard, Wang Sanyin brought out some wicker chairs and turned off the lights in the back room. At this moment, the dots of lights hidden in the vines were lit up.

Shuo Hui held the candle and looked at the fluorescent lights curiously.

Wang Sanyin stood aside with his arms folded: "I brought that back from Dongdan, how about it?"

Shuo Hui smiled: "Not bad."

Wang Sanyin looked at Zhu Wen and Zhong Yi indifferently, talking and laughing, and said, "When will you go back to Andu?"

Shuo Hui stood side by side with him: "Not very much."

Wang Sanyin asked, "How is Uncle Zhong?"

Shuo replied, "I don't know."

The two were silent for a while, and heard their lover waving to them: "Come here, the strings are tuned."

Zhong Yi sat on the piano bench, straightened up, her long hair tied up with a ribbon, and looked at them.

The other three looked different, but they all looked serious.

Zhong Yi raised the corners of her lips, lowered her head, stretched out her hand, and gently plucked the strings.

In this simple and warm small courtyard, the melodious piano sound is like a dream, like a layer of fluorescent mist, quietly flowing in the quiet air, brushing over the green vines, from the blooming flowers Floating down, softly shrouded from under the starlight.

I really want to stay in the sound of the piano, I don't want to wake up.

When the song ends, there is silence.

Zhong Yi smiled: "I'm back to my senses."

Shuo Hui strode up to him and held his hand: "Go outside."

Zhong Yi was slightly puzzled, and was dragged away by Shuo Hui.

Wang Sanyin stood up and said, "Let's go into the house."

Zhu Wen nodded.

Wang Sanyin tidied up the dining table and Zhu Wen tidied up the piano table, which was very harmonious.

When the work was over, Shuohui came back alone, and said to Wang Sanyin, "Tonight, Xiaoyi and I will stay at the inn."

Zhu Wen heard it, and said: "The guest room is ready, why go to the inn?"

Wang Sanyin nodded, "Okay."

Shuo Hui smiled at Zhu Wen: "You two sleep well, see you tomorrow." After speaking, he strode away.

Wang Sanyin frowned slightly, and said, "I guess he went to eat snacks by the river, he smells like barbecue."

Zhu Wen: "..."

Wang Sanyin raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?"

Zhu Wen laughed and said, "Your nose is really good."

Seeing him laughing, Wang San couldn't help pointing at the dimple on the left side of his mouth with his slender fingers.

Zhu Wen's face slowly turned red.

Wang Sanyin went to the bedroom, took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom.

Zhu Wen went to the study to get the chessboard, and planned to play a few games of chess with Wang Sanyin before going to bed.

The door opened, Wang Sanyin's hair was damp, and his expressionless fair face was slightly pink: "Go and wash."

Zhu Wen let out a "hmm", packed up her things and went to the bathroom.

Wang Sanyin was sitting by the window wiping his hair, and his eyes turned to the chessboard that had been set up.

Zhu Wen bathed for a long time, so it was not easy to be discovered when doing something.

Wang Sanyin's star-like eyes carried a hint of cunning.

Outside the bathroom, on the wide wooden bench, the clean clothes were stacked neatly, and the dry bath towels were also hung on the door.

Wang Sanyin looked around and saw the lavender casual clothes that Zhu Wen changed into today.

After Zhu Wen took a bath, she stretched out her hand, half-opened the door, and reached for the bath towel.

"?"

He poked his head out, and the place where the towel had been hung was empty.

He lowered his head, and the wooden bench was also empty.

He stared, the door opened, and there was a big basin in front of him. The clothes he changed today had already been soaked, even sprinkled with soap powder.

"..."

"Scattered cause!"

"Sanyin—have you seen my clothes?"

"Scattered cause - scattered cause -"

"..."

Zhu Wen understood.

Wang San was sitting by the window in his spare time, his black hair was loose, and the chessboard was quietly placed on the mat.

Footsteps came from outside the door.

With a flash of light in Wang Sanyin's eyes, he turned his head and locked the door.

The door opened, and Zhu Wen was almost naked, standing there quite uncomfortably. He searched and found a towel, which was covering his waist, and he was a little embarrassed: "Scattered cause..."

Wang Sanyin smiled slightly, and he was magnificent.

Zhu Wen's face turned even redder with embarrassment.

As Wang San approached him, the two breathed together, Zhu Wen said, "My clothes."

Wang Sanyin raised his eyebrows: "Clothes?"

Zhu Wen was annoyed, and moved step by step against the wall: "I know you did it on purpose."

Wang San was noncommittal, and looked at Zhu Wen with interest: "Cousin, your legs are really long."

Zhu Wen: "!"

Under such naked eyes, he had nothing to hide, he threw himself on the bed, rolled up the quilt, only his shoulders and head were exposed: "My clothes!"

Wang Sanyin looked at the chessboard: "No more?"

Zhu Wen said: "Wait for me to put on my clothes!"

Wang San sighed, turned off the light, stood by the bed and took off his clothes.

"Never mind."

"..."

Wang Sanyin sat by the bed, tilted his head to look at him: "Wear mine?"

Zhu Wen shyly avoided his gaze, trembling: "Forget it...forget it."

Wang Sanyin smiled happily.