Chapter 1296: Chapter 861: The Grand Finale: Santa Claus Who Can Unlock Electronic Locks (2)
Zhou Mengqin glanced at the go board and then at Yin Shaohui. In less than two seconds, she made her move. Yin Shaohui craned his neck, stared at the board, and immediately his face fell…
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There was a commotion outside Jun Garden, and Shuangshuang immediately ran out to greet,
“Ah! My dear little brother Xiao Ang! You finally came! I’ve been waiting anxiously!” Shuangshuang’s excessively flamboyant greeting made Xiao Meng’s face blush with embarrassment, yet Xiao Xiaoang seemed to enjoy it, shyly allowing Shuangshuang to give him a bear hug.
“Let me show you around my house.”
“Oh.”
Shuangshuang took Xiao Xiaoang’s hand and started to wander around Jun Garden, without needing any guidance from the adults.
Xiao Meng led Xiao Yan and Pu Yang inside,
“Isn’t it a bit odd? A Chinese courtyard decorated with a Christmas tree?”
“Unique.”
Xiao Yan said.
Pu Yang had only been to Yin Mansion twice, and it was a long time ago. Previously, when she came with her sister, it was only in Zheng Garden, where Yin Shixiu lived—Jun Garden she had never seen, only heard from her sister… it is the most distinctive courtyard among all the Yin Family’s other residences.
“That big Chinese parasol tree is so thick.”
Pu Yang said, pointing to the Chinese parasol tree in the middle of the courtyard.
Xiao Meng nodded, “For as long as this mansion has been established, that’s how long the Chinese parasol tree has been…”
“Come, sit in the living room, the servants are still preparing dinner, are you hungry?”
“It’s alright, not hungry.”
“Okay, we’ll have dinner around six… If you’re hungry, we’ll have some snacks first, our household chef makes excellent snacks.” Xiao Meng said.
The adults chatted in the living room, while Shuangshuang led Xiao Ang to her room to show off various “treasures.”
As soon as Xiao Ang entered Shuangshuang’s room, he saw two desks and two beds…
“This side belongs to my brother.”
Xiao Ang stood in front of Yin Huaiyu’s desk, looking at the neatly stacked textbooks and various books. Most noticeable to Xiao Ang was the full shelf of piano textbooks, music scores, and master pianist albums on the second-tier bookshelf.
“Oh, Xiao Ang, you’re quite good at playing the violin, aren’t you?”
“…”
Xiao Xiaoang tightly pressed his lips, remaining silent.
Shuangshuang didn’t wait for Xiao Xiaoang to reply, and continued, “My mom says you’re very good at playing the violin! Wait here for a moment!”
Having said that, Shuangshuang ran out of the room, dived into a newly renovated music room on the second floor…
Soon she returned carrying a violin,
“Here! Here! Play a song for me!”
Xiao Xiaoang blinked, looking at the violin that had already landed in front of him…
“We have drums at my house too! But they’re all used by my brother…”
Xiao Ang lifted his leg, looked at Shuangshuang, and asked blankly, “Is he… that good?”
Shuangshuang proudly lifted her chin and said, “Of course, he’s my brother! Come on, hurry up and play a song for me…”
“So do you… know how?”
Xiao Ang blinked his eyes and looked at Shuangshuang.
Shuangshuang cleared her throat hurriedly, “Me… I’ll just be your audience!”
“…”
Suddenly, Xiao Xiaoang smiled.
“Little brother, your smile is really nice!”
Shuangshuang said, pulling up a chair and sitting aside, waiting leisurely for Xiao Xiaoang to play the violin.
Xiao Xiaoang took the violin out from its case, looking at this redwood violin, the color and craftsmanship were exquisitely top-notch…
He placed the violin on his small shoulder, glanced at Shuangshuang, and when the bow touched the strings, it was by no means a jarring “squeak”… a melodious and smooth tune flowed from the strings…
Shuangshuang widened her eyes, watching Xiao Xiaoang in amazement.
The sound of the violin reached the living room downstairs, where the conversation and laughter ceased…
“Is… it Xiao Ang?”
Su Xiaomeng was a bit incredulous, she had heard Xiao Ang take lessons at the children’s art center, and that violin sound…
Xiao Yan suddenly smiled…
It was a comforting, proud smile, “Midsummer Night’s Dream, the favorite piece of music of his birth mother when she was alive.”
“…”
Su Xiaomeng paused for a moment, blinked her eyes, “He’s… playing so well?”
“Actually, he doesn’t have much talent for the violin, but the little guy practices diligently at home, especially when no one’s home… he practices this piece often, whether he has time or not.”
“He… misses his mother…”
“Not really longing… it’s more like a child’s emotional support, you could say… he wants a mother.” Xiao Yan said flatly.
Saying these words in front of Su Xiaomeng, he always felt a little guilty.
Even if this guilt pains him for a lifetime, he will bear with it for a lifetime.