Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

The sound of the qin is 37.2 inches in length.

After learning the song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", all the masters of Beiman Mountain came out and headed towards the Lin family.

The Lin family entertained them warmly, and the Heavenly Master hinted at his intention to come. The wife asked the maid to invite Lin Fenger behind the screen, and Zhao Shun played the piano together.

Needless to say, the implication is that Feng Qiuhuang already has an inward meaning.

Lin Feng'er was behind the screen, touching her heart, but twisting her handkerchief and frowning.

Back in the boudoir, she was distressed: "Back then, Sima Xiangru's song attracted Wenjun to run at night, but it ended in a dismal end. How can later generations compare to Sima Xiangru's piano sound? But Sima Xiangru is only mediocre. It can be seen that he plays the piano well. , not necessarily reliable."

She was wearing the peach hairpin on her head. She thought that someone had come to her quietly but didn't show up, just to give her a hairpin.

Fengqiuhuang is not as good as peach blossom hairpins, and the seven-stringed melody at the guest table is not as good as coming and going silently.

She thought the latter was more realistic.

But with such a simple hairpin, the person must be a person with great skills but a poor family.

That person gave him a hairpin but didn't show up. What was he thinking?

Master Lin personally came to the door for his apprentice, so Master Lin naturally had to think carefully about it. His sister's daughter, because her sister and brother-in-law passed away early, was helpless and had no choice but to come to seek refuge with him.

Her parents died young, so marrying Zhao Shunyi is also a good choice, and this Zhao Shunyi seems to be a good-looking talent, and he is also at the right age.

But the birth is low, if it is not the apprentice of the celestial master, he would not even think about it, this relationship is really difficult to decide, Master Lin had to let his niece make a decision for herself, and asked her if she liked this Zhao Shunyi.

She was moved by the sound of the piano at the beginning, as if the waves were echoing with tenderness, but after the sound of the piano, she couldn't make up her mind.

Zhao Shunyi didn't know what went wrong, and he was so anxious that his brothers and sisters tried to persuade him to calm down.

"You can play the piano, she can hear you." Tianshi told him, seeing his apprentice fidgeting.

He sat in the room and played the phoenix and the phoenix. The seven strings resounded until dawn.

Lin Feng'er had a dream, in which the sound of Feng Qiuhuang's piano resounded, the young man in linen cloth entered her room swiftly, put down the peach hairpin in his hand, and left in a hurry.

With only a glimpse, he saw that his appearance was exactly the same as that Zhao Shunyi who played the piano.

As if immersed in the warm sea, everything in the world became soft and beautiful. Lin Feng'er woke up with a smile on her lips.

Later, in the university club, I heard Feng Qiuhuang again, the piano music has changed, it is not the old score, and the girl still dreamed of the person who played the piano.

Every string is carefully saying I like you.

It was still raining outside the house, Xue Wuling walked in the rain under an umbrella, the raindrops were crackling, the sound of the piano was like silk thread, weaving through the rain weakly, rushing into his ears, his fingers curled up and trembled subconsciously.

Xue Wuling stood in the rain and stopped in his tracks.

"Master, listen, is Mingshan playing well?"

"Master, I have learned piano for seventeen years, and I also want to play Feng Qiuhuang for you."

After the song was played, the black umbrella stood by the door, and a small patch of rainwater was collected on the tip of the umbrella. Xue Wuling carried the bag, walked to Yang Ping'an and sat down: "Ping'an, the medicine is back."

He directly ignored the stranger in Hengqin on the opponent's lap.

Sun Wuye felt that the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. It was not so awkward for him and the boss to be alone without talking to each other. This man who appeared suddenly seemed to have an ambiguous relationship with the boss, although the two of them did not make any overly intimate moves. .

But as soon as this person appeared, the atmosphere in the whole store became xenophobic, as if this person didn't welcome anyone.

Sun Wuye couldn't sit still anymore, and got up holding Qin: "Suddenly remembered something, I still can't wait for the rain to stop, can you lend me an umbrella?"

Yang Pingan pointed to the umbrella that was still dripping against the door: "Just that one, use it."

"thank you boss."

Sun Wuye opened the umbrella, hugged the piano and disappeared into the rain.

Yang Pingan looked at his gradually shrinking back through the gap between the wooden window lattices, and finally disappeared from his sight.

Looking back, Xue Wuling had already laid out a lot of medicines on the table and displayed them: "Ping An, this is a granule, this is a potion, and this is a pill. What do you think you want to take?"

Yang Pingan picked up a bottle of pink filling liquid with a strawberry pattern on it. If I remember correctly, this seems to be the medicine I drank when I was a child?

Looking at the above age group, it is suitable for one to six years old?

"Xue Wuling, what did you buy?"

"Fever medicine, I bought everything."

Xue Wuling made sure that he bought back every burnt medicine recommended by the clerk, and he also told the clerk very accurately that he was squeamish and short-tempered, but very cute.

Aunt Power looked at Xue Wuling, a handsome young man who married young and had children.

What's the use of getting married early?If you have to run out to buy medicine for your children on such a rainy day, it is better to fight for your career.

Thinking of my daughter and aunt who fell in love with each other early, she became angry and recommended a lot of medicine to the young man.

Xue Wuling also knew that Yang Ping'an was not a four or five-year-old child, but listening to the clerk keep saying that children don't like to take medicine, and children refuse to take medicine, he seemed to feel that his Ping'an was a child now, and that he bought adult medicine, and he could not take it. Bought medicine for children.

Yang Ping'an's expression was ugly. He didn't want to say that he didn't want to take medicine anymore. He didn't like to take medicine, especially at this time with Xue Wuling by his side, so he didn't have to worry about being left alone with a fever at home, and he had the capital to be self-willed .

"I'll go to bed. It should be fine to sleep under the quilt." Yang Ping'an walked to his room in the backyard, walked around under the eaves and pushed open the door. Xue Wuling also followed in.

"what?"

"Peace..." Xue Wuling held the medicine in his hand: "There is another medicine, you don't need to take it."

"What medicine?" Yang Pingan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Xue Wuling's open palm facing him, lying on a medicine packaged in a white plastic shell. The shape of the medicine was round and in the shape of a small bullet.

"Put this into your body and it will absorb itself."

"Shhhhhh...?"

Yang Pingan understood, and his ears turned red: "No need, I'll sleep for a while, and I'll take medicine if the fever doesn't subside."

Xue Wuling climbed into bed: "I'll sleep with you."

He still had the suppository in his trouser pocket, and Yang Pingan was so ashamed that he couldn't sleep. It was a hot and rainy day, and he hugged Xue Wuling like he was holding a thermostat, trying to pretend that he was asleep.

After lying down for a while, he heard the sound of peeling off the plastic shell. Xue Wuling's hands were groping down. Yang Pingan sat up in a jerk, looking at the suppository that Xue Wuling was holding in his palm.

"What are you doing?"

Xue Wuling clenched his fist and hid the suppository: "Do nothing."

Yang Pingan was very angry at his attempt: "Throw away the things!"

Xue Wuling quickly handed over his right hand, raised his hand, and the small white bullet fell into the trash can accurately.

Yang Pingan watched the suppository fall into the trash can, stretched out his arms to hug Xue Wuling and fell down again, he felt more at ease now.

After yelling, Ping An quickly softened up again, so actively hugging him with a slightly warmer body temperature.

Xue Wuling hugged the thin waist in his arms, a little intoxicated.

When Yang Ping'an fell asleep, Xue Wuling stopped persuading him to take the medicine, and put his hand on his forehead, and a cold air covered his forehead.

"In this way, it will get better slowly."

It felt a little better, but I don't know why his hands and feet were a little soft. Yang Pingan put Xue Wuling's shoulders, and Xue Wuling picked him up and walked into the front shop.

"What do you want for dinner?"

Yang Pingan thought about it, and felt that he didn't want to eat anything: "Let's have some porridge."

"Okay, shall I cook for you?"

"As long as you can eat it."

Yang Ping'an now suspects that Xue Wuling did it on purpose. After being treated by him, his temperature dropped a lot, but his body strength also disappeared, directly upgrading him from a patient to a disabled person.

He only had such a little hobby, and he came all for himself. Yang Pingan had a headache and curled up on the chair to watch the video.

Porridge is easy to cook. Xue Wuling puts some snacks such as rice, raisins and dried blueberries at home, and presses the button to cook porridge. Xue Wuling still knows this.

Yang Pingan did not expect to see Xue Wuling coming out with a bowl of porridge, but Yang Pingan was stunned when the bowl was placed in front of him: "Why is it rice soup?"

"There's rice, it's below." Xue Wuling pinched the spoon and stirred it twice, and the rice and raisins that sank below revealed their existence with the stirring.

"..." Yang Pingan didn't know what to say, and assembled his words: "Okay, this is easy to digest." He stretched out his hand to take the bowl in his hand.

Xue Wuling didn't make any plans for him, and sat down beside him, stirring the spoon in the porridge, keeping a spoonful of rice soup with two grains of rice and a raisin evenly, and delivering it to Yang Ping'an's mouth steadily.

One spoonful or two spoonfuls, Yang Pingan frowned: "When will I drink like this?"

He lowered his head and stared at the bowl directly, gulping down the bowl.

Seeing Xue Wuling was a little lost.

He wanted to feed Ping An one spoon at a time.

He thinks too much, his peace is a man who cannot be fed with rice soup.

After the rice soup got into his stomach, he put some water in his stomach. At night, Yang Ping'an was hungry just after nightfall, because he ate too little in the afternoon, and he wanted to eat something tasty.

"Xue Wuling, let's go out for supper."

"Okay." Xue Wuling still wanted to carry him out, but Yang Pingan refused ruthlessly, only gave him the hand, and did not forget to tell the hairpin: "Take a good look at the store."

The sister-in-law on the opposite side looked at the young couple, the husband and wife were going to eat supper hand in hand, their hearts were sour and sweet, the dog food was sweet, and their mentality was sour.

Yang Pingan's footsteps were still weak. When he arrived at the barbecue restaurant on the street, he was bumped by a customer at the door and almost fell down. Fortunately, Xue Wuling grabbed him.

The guest didn't expect that such a light touch could knock someone down: "Sorry, sorry."

As he said that, he left. Xue Wuling looked at his back, and a black shadow followed him.

He found a corner in the store and sat down, smelling the smell of barbecue spices, Yang Ping'an couldn't help salivating, and ordered a lot of meat skewers and grilled vegetables in one breath.

The owner of the barbecue shop also has a big juicer, and his daughter controls that part of the business, selling freshly squeezed fruit juices.

Yang Pingan asked for a glass of grape juice and it came up first. He took a small sip and drank it. The fragrance of grapes rose to the top of the sky, and there was no one who was sick or not sick.

His intoxicated expression was so touching, Xue Wuling looked at the grape juice in his hand: "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, try it." Yang Ping'an turned the straw to him, and Xue Wuling lowered his head and took a sip. It was very fragrant and sweet. It was a straw that Ping An had used, and a drink that Ping An had drunk.

Xue Wuling seemed to be reminiscing after drinking it. Yang Pingan looked at Xue Wuling's expression, wondering if this suits the ghost's taste: "Is it delicious?"

Yang Ping'an's mouth was moistened with fruit juice, and he looked extraordinarily attractive.

"I want to taste the grapes in your mouth."

Talking about pushing aside the straw, Yang Pingan leaned back, subconsciously hid, smiled, and sat upright for Xue Wuling to kiss.

Xue Wuling held Yang Ping'an's hand, grabbed the glass of juice, and covered their faces, tasting the grape-flavored juice in the corner of this small shop.

Although Xue Wuling used his remaining conscience to cover his face with fruit juice, everyone could see what they were doing!

What kind of conscienceless thing is this, their peace is kissing men!

That one lives in Ping An's house!Not working!Eat soft rice!man!

The two calmly stopped their immoral behavior after only a short while, but the barbecue shop fell into an unsteady silence.

The daughter of the juicer's boss blushed. She felt that this man from Brother Ping'an looked very abstinent. He wanted to kiss so exaggeratedly outside. At home, he might say XXXXXXXXXX (automatically shield and silence)

The other diners silently picked up the skewers.

Everyone doesn't like to meddle in other people's business. If Ping'an's parents are still there, they can persuade this gay son to run around in the street after beating him. His parents are gone, and he will live with such a man. It's not easy, it's not their turn to disassemble this one, after all, it's 9102 years old.

After much deliberation, what is more regrettable is that it seems a bit wasteful for two such spirited young men to get together, which is a pity.

They didn't care about it, and Yang Pingan didn't care either. The uncle at the barbecue gave him two bowls of ice porridge for them to eat on skewers.

At the end of the meal, Yang Ping'an finally felt comfortable: "I suspect that I was hungry because I didn't have the strength before, and I feel that my strength has returned after eating."

After a brief high temperature, he recovered quickly.

Xue Wuling pulled two tissues to wipe the corners of his mouth, but Yang Pingan took them and wiped his mouth himself: "Let's go, let's go back."

The boss's daughter squeezed the juice silently, watching the backs of the two of them.

I am full, I have strength, I want to go home...

A picture of a 365 ban was created in my mind.

The girl silently regained her thoughts, stopped and stopped, the picture almost overflowed her mind for everyone in the store to see.

However, there is no forbidden 365 ban as everyone imagined, the two of them are just in a relationship where they can kiss, and it was only just now.

Back in the store, Xue Wuling couldn't forget it and wanted to come up to him, but Yang Pingan gave him a supercilious look: "Want to taste the cumin-flavored kiss?"

Xue Wuling was fearless: "It's all fine."

Yang Pingan pushed this shameless person away: "You can just lick me. If you lick me proudly, it's just you being abused."

After speaking, he turned and went to the backyard, ready to brush his teeth. The person behind him hugged him and buried his head on his neck. As soon as he put the toothbrush into his mouth, Yang Pingan felt something warm and soft behind him licking him. the back of his neck.

Yang Pingan got goosebumps, spit out the toothbrush, turned around and pushed Xue Wuling away: "What are you doing?"

Xue Wuling's voice was a little hoarse: "I licked you and made you proud, how are you going to abuse me?"

There was longing hidden in the deep voice, and Yang Ping'an's head suddenly became dizzy. It turned out that Xue Wuling followed him silently all the way thinking about it.

"I don't want to abuse you, let's go to the store." Yang Ping'an's attitude became cold, and he made a quick cold treatment.

The author has something to say: Xue Wuling has a fever online hehehe (cover face)