Each of them held a bowl, and a small bowl of cicadas were filled with stomachs. Bian Rui packed up his things and prepared to go out.

Seeing that Bian Rui had carried his things out, Zhou Zheng asked repeatedly: "What are you doing?"

Bian Rui said: "Go to the small courtyard of the slope and give Yan Lan's parents something, and you can play here by yourself."

Zhou Zheng said: "Forget it, I'll go with you too. You can chat with Mo Sheng when you are bored, so as not to be with you, a person who only wants to deal with your mother-in-law, have no politeness at all. You don't spend time with the guests at home all day."

"Okay, I'm just going to go there and you're not over yet. By the way, when will you leave?" Bian Rui asked.

Zhou Zhengdao: "This afternoon."

"So fast?" Bian Rui thought the young boy had to stay here for a few days, but he didn't expect that he would leave this afternoon.

"I haven't given you something yet. If you leave in the afternoon, the sheep will definitely not be able to count on it. I'll get you some marinated meat," said Bian Rui.

Zhou Zheng said: "You made it at your own home? Why are there still there yet?"

Bian Rui said: "There are not much left. If you didn't leave so suddenly, I wouldn't have taken it out. Just give it to you just for a whole sheep. Otherwise, you can save one more day and prepare the marinated meat for you tomorrow. If you do, you can put it in the refrigerator. You can eat it for a long time when you get home."

Zhou Zheng said: "You think I am like you, and I have nothing to do all day long. I work like Qiong Yao's dramas, except falling in love and falling in love all day long, and I don't need to work at all. I am a person with a poor life and have to earn everything by myself. My cousins ​​are like evil wolves. Not only can't count on you, but they have to trip you up behind you. What I want to see the most is your joke..."

Bian Rui was so sad that he heard the old boy complaining that he stretched out countless fingers to him and said: Your life is difficult, how can someone who has nothing to do when someone else is born?

While fiddling with it, Bian Rui's cell phone rang. He took it out and took it out and took a look. He thought it was a cheating money again, but he didn't expect it was called by Wen Shizhang, an American Guqinist.

After Bian Rui answered the phone and chatted for a few words, the two of them started talking about the topic.

"Next week I have a concert at Mingzhu, if you have time, come here. In addition, I would like to ask you to borrow the piano, and the Tang Qin and the lonely crane Guifei who I want to borrow... I don't know if it will be inconvenient at that time," said Wen Shizhang.

Bian Rui said: "What's inconvenient to borrow a piano? You can just send someone to pick it up when the time comes. I'll just wait at home."

Bian Rui has a very good impression of Wen Shizhang. If this person blocks his face, based on his understanding of Chinese culture alone, it is estimated that most of the Chinese people in the country are not as good as him. Don’t look at him with a white face and a standard white skin and yellow heart, and he is quite popular with ancient Chinese culture. If you have any questions, just say don’t study Europe and the United States. European and American culture has begun to decline. This guy is probably a standard American traitor in the United States.

"Then I'm going to pick up the piano myself around next Wednesday! After the performance, several of our nearby piano players are preparing to hold a private party. I wonder if you are interested?" Wen Shizhang said.

"How many people?"

Wen Shizhang smiled and said, "It depends on how you define this more."

Bian Rui said: "There are more than ten people, and less than ten people."

"That's a lot, there may be seventeen or eighteen people by then," said Wen Shizhang.

Bian Rui replied: "Then I won't go, it's too noisy."

Wen Shizhang thought for a while and advised: "Don't your daughter learn the piano? Take her to see it. Although she may not understand it, it is always good to increase her experience."

Bian Rui refused and said, "The child is still too young! Now that I see too much, the world is not good, especially when I learn the piano. I can easily choke if I greedy too much."

Bian Rui did not want his daughter to get in touch with other schools of guqin skills too early. First, because the child is still young, sometimes greedy for too much is not good, and his thoughts are easy to be confused. Second, Bian Rui doesn't look at other schools very much. Bian Rui is very confident in this regard. He thinks that what his ancestor taught is the best in the world, and there is no need to learn other schools of techniques too early.

Wen Shizhang wanted Bian Rui to take the child with him, but when he heard Bian Rui refused, he stopped mentioning it. Anyway, the matter of borrowing a piano has been settled, and the rest are all trivial matters, so he chatted with Bian Rui for a minute or two and hung up the phone.

Zhou Zheng listened to the whole conversation, and saw Bian Rui put down the phone and sat directly behind the little lamb: "I said you, what's wrong with letting your child get a little bit more? And the meaning of this is all the people who are the numbers in the guqin circle. This is how this society holds you and I holds you in the flower sedan chair and everyone carries..."

"I am not a business like you. I carry a sedan chair. If I like it, I will get along with people. If I don't get along with you, there is no need to interact with you. What's wrong with living a simple life?"

While speaking, he started a motorcycle and drove Zhou Zheng towards the slope courtyard.

The two big men were riding a sheep, especially Bian Rui and Zhou Zheng, who were not at ease. From a distance, they looked like two big men were running fast on the road with their legs bowed.

"This little motorcycle was ridden by you two, that's a great pain!"

Anyone you meet on the road would say something to Bian Rui and the others. Fortunately, this thing was modified by Yan Lan. If it was not modified, it wouldn't have been moved uphill and downhill before it was modified.

When he arrived at the entrance of the No. 3 courtyard, Bian Rui put down Zhou Zheng, rode himself to the innermost No. 4 courtyard, and stopped the motorcycle at the door.

"Is Yan Lan at home?" Bian Rui knocked on the door gently and shouted to the yard.

The gate of the yard was not closed, and Bian Rui could clearly see the situation in the yard, but unfortunately there was no one in the yard.

This is not surprising. It is now when it is summer. The sun is sitting in the yard unless you have a cold and sweat. Moreover, although there are big trees in this yard, the shade this tree can provide is too small. It is not like the ginkgo trees in Bian Rui's family that can almost cover up the entire yard with half-cool and half-cool sunshine.

"Bian Rui, come in, come in quickly. I was thinking about you just now. I didn't expect you to come so soon. Come on, come on, I happened to have some experience in using the pen. Let's share."

Hearing Bian Rui's voice, Old Man Yan happily left the house and waved to Bian Rui to signal him to enter the house and talk.

Bian Rui responded and turned around and took the thing and walked into the yard.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the main house, Yan Lan's mother, Old Mrs. Yu, also came out and saw Bian Rui asking, "Is there anything wrong with coming here so early?"

Bian Rui didn't care about the dissatisfaction in the old lady's tone, and raised his hand to signal the wooden box in his hand: "Aunt Yu, we went to catch cicada monkey yesterday, and accidentally got a good mountain product. I adjusted some things for washing my hair. After using this thing, I made sure that my hair was black and shiny..."

Hearing Bian Rui say this, Old Mrs. Yu's eyes lit up, but soon she covered up the joy in her heart and pretended to be calm: "Oh, I understand, let me go and try."

Old Mrs. Yu is quite superstitious about Bian Rui's hair washing prescription, because her daughter is the best spokesperson. Since she came to Bianjia Village to wash her hair according to Bian Rui's prescription, soaked a few slices of ginseng and mixed with rice water for washing rice. If you wash it like this, your hair will improve significantly. Nowadays, young people like to dye hair perm, and many people's hair is not very good. However, after these days of conditioning, the old lady found that her daughter's hair was black and shiny, and her hair was obviously much thicker, and there was almost no branching at the ends. I heard that Bian Rui sent something better to shampoo, the old lady was naturally happy.

Bian Rui carefully handed the box to the old lady.

"What is that?" The old lady opened her mouth and asked again when she saw that Bian Rui had a long small box on her hand.

Bian Rui said: "This is the word "Wen Zhengming I copied before. Take it for Uncle Yan to appreciate it, and correct it at the same time."

"If you have words, hurry up." When Mr. Yan heard this, he immediately walked two steps and pulled Bian Rui into the main hall.

Bian Rui had to smile apologetically at the old lady, and then as the old man entered the main hall, the old man pressed him on the chair. The old man couldn't wait to open the box, took out the book scroll and began to appreciate it.

While admiring, he sighed at Bian Rui and said, "Your ability to copy books is almost real. If it weren't for the paper and the ink color, I would definitely think it was Wen Zhengming's handwriting, look at the pen..."

"Uncle, you've been too rewarded," Bian Rui said politely.

In fact, Bian Rui is quite confident in his ability to do it. Although he is not good at creating, he can do it well by calligraphy and painting.

Bian Rui listened to the old man's comments with a smile.

It was just beautiful, and a text message came over. When Bian Rui saw that it was sent by Wang Jie. The text message was simple and only a few words: reply to the phone call.

When Bian Rui saw this, he apologized to the old man, then took his cell phone and went outside the yard, found a shaded place, squatted down and started to dial Wang Jie.

"Hey, is there anything wrong?" Bian Rui did not greet Wang Jieduo, and then asked after chatting for a few words.

Wang Jie said: "Mingzhu has a guqin concert in a few days. I heard that it was an American guqin player. He invited you to take your children to see it. Why did you refuse?"

Bian Rui asked in surprise after hearing this, "How did you know about this?"

Wang Jie said: "I am now with Mr. Fu Qingxu. I happened to hear him talk about this. Why don't you take the children to listen?"

Bian Rui said, "I didn't say I wouldn't take the kids to listen, I just won't attend any party later."

Wang Jie immediately said: "The party behind is the essence. You can hear what you can sit in the theater and listen to it. I wonder how many people want to take their children. Good things...."

Bian Rui couldn't help feeling a little nervous when he heard this: "Okay, I'll go, can't I go?"

Bian Rui was speechless and had to respond.

(ps: Something happened today, Chapter 3 may be late, I am not sure when it will be over twelve o'clock)
Chapter completed!