The Squeamish Little Brother of the Actor

i like this violin

The home of Chen Yao and Xiu Zhi'an is in a rich man's villa area not far from the old house.

Probably the houses of the rich are similar, Ran Dongling found that the houses here are similar to the old houses, they are all detached villas with gardens.

Knowing that they were coming today, Chen Yao postponed his work and stayed at home deliberately.

When they got out of the car, Chen Yao was already waiting for the door with Chen Mao in his arms.

Chen Mao was very quiet when he was holding her today, lying obediently in his arms, her big tail wagging from time to time.

Seeing a stranger coming, its squinted golden eyes widened suddenly, and its small head moved forward.

"Hello, Xiaoling, are you coming to see Hugh the cat?" Chen Yao greeted Chen Mao by grabbing one of Chen Mao's paws.

Ran Dongling approached and saw Chen Mao's face clearly. He thought of Hei Wuchang when he saw the photo yesterday.

Looking at it today, Chen Mao really looks like Hei Wuchang, not only does he look alike, but also has golden eyes, but Chen Mao is not as fat as Hei Wuchang.

He shook his head and corrected Chen Yao: "It's called Chen Mao, not Xiu Mao."

"Isn't that the Hugh cat? This cat has two names. You can call it Chen Mao or Hugh Cat, right Hugh Cat."

Chen Mao's ears moved when he heard the word Chen Mao, but he didn't respond to the word Hugh Mao.

Ran Dongling groaned, then stared at Chen Mao, and Chen Mao also stared at him, one person and one cat were at the door to compare whose eyes were bigger.

Chen Mao looked at him for a while, then broke free from Chen Yao's arms, and leaned against Ran Dongling's feet, meowing.

Ran Dongling was wearing a pair of light-colored trousers today, and he stuck to them, and there was a lot of cat hair on the hem of the trouser legs.

"Tsk, this cat, come in first, your brother An should be cooking soon."

Xiu Zhi'an was still busy in the kitchen, and the two of them lived in the villa. Chen Yao thought it was inconvenient for someone at home, so he didn't invite a cooking aunt, but only a cleaning aunt to come and clean once a week.

He cooked several home-cooked dishes today, including steamed sea bass, crispy crispy duck, stewed potatoes with braised pork ribs, fried prawns in oil, three fresh mushroom soup, and a plate of stir-fried green rapeseed flowers.

He promised to make two kinds of desserts for Ran Dongling, mango mousse and coconut milk red bean paste, and save them for dinner.

Ran Dongling felt that Brother Xiao'an's cooking was magical, and every dish was incomparably delicious.

Xiu Zhi'an saw that every dish he ate was very delicious, except that he never ate any shrimp. He was afraid that the dishes he cooked would not suit his taste, so he asked him worriedly: "Does Xiaoling not like shrimp?"

Ran Dongling was still gnawing on the duck leg, shaking his head at him with his mouth empty.

Xiu Zhi'an couldn't tell whether he didn't like it or didn't mean he didn't like it.

After eating the duck leg, Ran Dongling said: "I like it, but no one peels the shell for me."

He used to eat shrimps that his father and brother peeled for him, and he could eat them directly. He had never peeled the shells himself, and now he didn't know what to do with a plate of unpeeled shrimps.

So it's not that he doesn't like shrimp, so Xiu Zhi'an can rest assured.

Chen Yao, who was peeling Xiu Zhian's shells, heard it, and also peeled two for him.

Ran Dongling looked at the extra prawns on the plate, and was quite embarrassed to pick them up. He felt that it would not be good for Xiao An to let Xiao An's husband shell them for him.

And he can't eat food from other people's husbands.

Shelling should only be done by people with close relationships.

Close relationship, yes, let his future husband do it for him.

"Brother Qiuci, help me peel the shells, I want to eat shrimp."

Qiu Ci was slightly stunned, seeing the two shrimps that Chen Yao peeled for him remained unmoved by the side of the plate, he found a pair of disposable gloves and peeled them for him.

His fingers are white and slender, with distinct joints. Fans hailed them as the hands of a god. At this time, his hands are peeling shrimps for others. He peels the shrimps as if he is doing some artwork. After peeling them, he puts them on Ran Dongling's plate. Separate from the shrimp peeled by Chen Yao.

Ran Dongling dared to eat prawns now, the fried prawns were delicious, he took one bite at a time, and he couldn't help but eat them.

Chen Yao also knew Qiu Ci for a few years, and it was the first time that he was so used to people, recite what he said, and peel off when he said it.

I can only sigh in my heart, as expected, love can change a man.

After lunch, Ran Dongling took Qiu to the lobby on the first floor. When he entered, he noticed the piano.

He had seen someone else play it on TV before. It should be some kind of musical instrument. He tried to press the black and white keys a few times, and each key produced a different sound.

Press the black and white keys from the beginning to the end, the piano ding ding dong dong, making a smooth sound.

He seemed to have found something interesting, and was eager to share it with Qiu Ci.

"Brother Qiuci, look."

Hatred can play the piano.

He sat down on the piano bench and played "Wind and Flower" for Ran Dongling.

"Wind" is a movie he made. The movie tells the story of a young and promising pianist who was deaf in both ears after an accident. On the way, he found the story of the true meaning of the piano to him.

"Wind and Flower" is the piece played by the pianist at the end, and the tune is warm and cheerful.

Ran Dongling hadn't seen the movie, so she could only tell that this piano piece made people feel very happy.

After Qiu Ci finished playing, he said, "Brother Qiu Ci, I can also play the piano."

"is it?"

Qiu Ci didn't look like he could play the piano just now.

"It's not this kind of piano, it's...a guqin? I don't know if there are any here."

The ancient Qin should be called Guqin.

Xiu Zhi'an came to look for them with desserts, and heard Ran Dongling say, "Chen Yao seems to have a guqin."

Although Chen Yao doesn't know how to play, he still has one. It's a novice piano he bought when he was looking for inspiration.

Finding the dusty guqin in the piano room, Xiu Zhi'an wipes the guqin clean.

Ran Dongling learned the piano skills from his father. He put on finger gloves and played "Song in the Forest" for them.

Unexpectedly, he could really play the guqin. Seeing that he was still very proficient in playing the guqin, Chen Yao was surprised, "Xiao Ling, how long have you been learning this guqin?"

"Well...five, six years."

Ran Dongling liked this guqin very much, it was the most familiar thing he had seen in modern times, and asked Chen Yao if he could give it to him.

Chen Yao's violin is just a novice violin, and the quality of the material is not good at all.

"I know a friend who specializes in Guqin and Guzheng. If Xiao Ling wants it, I'll go to him and make a custom one for you."

Ran Dongling said sullenly, "But I don't have any money."

A good violin costs a lot of money. If it is custom-made, it will be more expensive.

He could tell that Chen Yao's piano was not made of good materials, so he dared to ask him for it.

"What are you afraid of? Brother Qiuci has plenty of money. It's not a problem to buy seven or eight. What's the matter?" Chen Yao smirked at Ran Dongling, and was stabbed by Xiu Zhian beside him.

The friend Chen Yao mentioned is in a hidden shop in the old city. The exterior decoration is still the decoration of the Republic of China. Decades of time have made his appearance look very tattered, and even the signboard on the door is crooked. .

Chen Yao explained to them that this friend's technique of making pianos has been passed down from generation to generation.

It is not well-known, and the price of the piano sold is much higher than other places, so few people come to patronize.

But the piano is really good.

The decoration inside the store is still in the style of the Republic of China. When Ran Dongling walked into the store, he found that the space inside was not big, and there were not many guqins and zithers on display, only a few.

"You boy, brought someone to trick me again." An old man with a white beard walked out from behind the counter. He was quite happy to see someone coming in, and when he saw Chen Yao who came in behind, his white beard trembled.

It took too long to make a custom-made violin, so Qiu Ci asked Ran Dongling if he wanted to pick one first.

Ran Dongling looked at one qin after another, and stopped when he saw the last qin.

The old man with white beard saw him stop there and smiled. Chen Yao leaned over to take a look, and spotted the price list next to him.

Good guy, more than 50.

The old man said with a smile: "You kid has eyes and knows how to play the piano. The Phoenix Art is my proudest work. It took me two years just to find the right materials."

Ran Dongling didn't know Qin, the reason why he stopped in front of Fenghuangyi was simply because Fenghuangyi was beautiful, and he fell in love with him immediately.

"Brother Qiuci, I like this piano."

Ran Dongling looked at Qin with sparkling eyes, it was rare for him to like something.

Hatred must satisfy him, of course.

The piano that had been suppressed for several years was finally bought by someone. The old man was overjoyed. For the first time, he felt that Chen Yao had not tricked him.

When paying, Ran Dongling saw that Qiu Ci took a card and swiped it on the black box.

?

He couldn't make up his mind, shouldn't the people here pay in paper currency?