I'm The Hard Rice King

Chapter 425 Multi-person chat on New Year’s Eve

On the morning of the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month the next day, Xu Manying got on the train back to the capital. After paying her New Year's greetings to the Li family, she still had to return to Beijing to celebrate the Spring Festival, while Li Peifeng was at home preparing for New Year's Eve with her parents.

Cleaning, pasting Spring Festival couplets, hanging blessing characters, cutting window grilles, buying firecrackers...

After half a day of busy work, Li Peifeng secretly went to Wu Wenyue's house in the afternoon under the pretext of buying groceries to wish Wu Ankang and Gao Xiuhua a happy New Year.

Busy, there are so many father-in-laws and mother-in-laws, they are really busy!

And not only Li Peifeng is busy, Yu Huizhi and Li Qiyuan are also very busy.

The two of them have been teaching for many years and have brought out many students. Some of them have returned home after graduation, but there are also students whose families are in the local area and have returned during the Spring Festival. Even though they have resigned now, there are many students with deep feelings among them, or they come to their homes to pray in person. New Year, or call and send blessings remotely.

On the morning of New Year's Eve alone, Li Peifeng saw off three waves of guests. It was quiet until noon. The family of four had a sumptuous lunch. It was just after 5pm when it got dark, and they started to cook the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Nowadays, on New Year's Eve, you don't have to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but you still have to eat dumplings. This is how Li Peifeng's family is anyway, and there are no exceptions this year when there are more people.

But because Zhao Qingge was pregnant, she was ordered by her second elder not to do any work, including making dumplings, so there were only three people working at Bai's desk, and she was practicing guitar in the living room.

The teacher who teaches her is naturally Li Peifeng. The purpose of heart-to-heart communication is not only for communication, but also for teaching, which is twice the result with half the effort. Compared with the commonly used teaching methods of 'language' or 'writing', the efficiency is countless times higher. But it is much inferior to the plot of "implanting learning chips into the brain" in science fiction novels.

"Okay, let's stop here today and start playing the music."

Zhao Qingge's hand holding the guitar froze for a moment, then he looked up at the music score on the music stand, his eyes looking at the chord diagram and the notes on the tablature, but what came to his mind was the fingering from Li Peifeng.

Novices learning to play the piano must learn to read music for a while before they can truly remember which is which. It will take at least thirty hours of training before their fingers can press the strings according to the music accurately without making any mistakes.

Zhao Qingge took the shortcut of Li Peifeng and skipped this step. As long as she looked at the music score, she knew how to press the keys. But the problem was that the sound that came out was either muffled or extremely loose...

After playing for half a minute, Zhao Qingge leaned out and looked at the restaurant with a little embarrassment. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Li Qiyuan and Yu Huizhi were still chatting normally about making dumplings at home, as if they had not heard the sound of the piano.

"No, why can't I always press the chords?"

"Of course you can't press the guitar after only two days. My help is useless. Your fingers are not strong enough now, and your muscles have no memory. To put it simply, your brain has learned that your fingers are saying you fart."

"Keep playing, for an hour every day for a week, until a thin layer of calluses is formed on your fingers, you will be able to play the chord "You" correctly, and you can almost play this song... Come on, my wife. Yes. If you are as smart as you, you will definitely be able to learn the guitar in one month, and you will also be able to give our son prenatal music education."

Zhao Qingge frowned slightly, but continued to play the piano under this encouragement.

The sound of firecrackers outside continues in full swing, and the music of the piano in the living room adds a different atmosphere to this New Year's Eve.

"What's going on?"

As Li Peifeng's music teacher, senior comrade Li Qiyuan finally couldn't bear it any longer. While rolling out the dough, he asked his son in a low voice: "How did she learn to play the guitar so well for the Chinese New Year?"

"I persuaded her to learn it."

Li Peifeng sniffed: "I have to find something for her to do, otherwise she will find something for me."

Yu Huizhi rolled her eyes: "You're all focused on this, aren't you?"

"I'm doing this for her own good. I want to find some hobbies for her so that Duoduo won't be bored during her pregnancy. And there are lessons learned from past experiences. You may not know that Tianxuan was too clingy during those few months of her pregnancy, which made me upset. Yes, there would be no time to calm down at home. Otherwise, Duoduo wouldn’t be able to agree to have a child so quickly, it would be because she was stimulated..."

Li Peifeng was quite emotional, but just before he finished speaking, a new message came on WeChat.

Huang Tianxuan: "1."

It was just an inexplicable number, as if it had been typed by mistake, but Li Peifeng understood what she meant and hesitated for half a second...

The three-person passionate chat room is open!

Huang Tianxuan: "Haha, one makes dumplings and the other plays the guitar? I feel relieved when I see you are so bored."

Zhao Qingge: "You... why did you let her in?"

Huang Tianxuan: "I will come in if you want. Did you see it? I was lying on the bed. New Year's Eve is also a day to lie flat. But even if I lie down, I still have back pain. It's all because Xiaofeng, the bastard, is not with me. I can't give me a massage anymore. Also, it seems I finally have stretch marks on my stomach... Your eldest son kicked me twice again today, and it hurts a bit. Xiaofeng, can you tell this little bastard and let him Stop fussing like that."

Zhao Qingge: "Get out of here!"

Huang Tianxuan chuckled: "Why are you angry again? Even if Sister Zhao gives birth to a second son, it will not affect your ability to be the first wife. By the way, I have to say thank you. No matter what, can you agree to your uncle and aunt coming to Hangzhou?" , are more understanding and righteous than I thought, and I am very grateful."

"It just so happens that I have been hesitant about the name of my child. I don't like the names Xiaofeng and my parents chose... How about I give this right to you and you choose one for me?"

Zhao Qingge had a sullen face, and his first reaction was to sneer and have an uncontrollable thought: "Don't you want him to take your last name? Just call him Huang, Gambling and Drug."

Huang Tianxuan was so angry that she sat up, full of resentment: "Zhao Qingge, I warn you, there is a limit to joking. I even called you sister and gave you the right to name my child. This is how you treat me." ?!”

"What attitude do you want me to have?"

Li Peifeng: "Say less, say less!"

They were having a "remote quarrel" here. Li Peifeng was making dumplings while trying to break up the fight, and even his parents were talking to him. But after a while, his phone rang with a WeChat notification again.

Xu Manying: "(Husband, what are you doing. Cat jpg)"

Li Peifeng was overjoyed: "Just in time, you come to help me break up the fight. Two pregnant women are quarreling."

After replying to the message, Mr. Li immediately pulled Xu Manying in who was unprepared.

Xu Manying: "What's going on... I'm here, I'm trying to break up a fight for you? Why should I help you break up the fight?"

Xu Manying entered the scene before he knew the situation, but his brain shut down for half a second when he felt the various thoughts of the three people. When Huang Tianxuan found out that the 'newcomer' had arrived, she immediately asked for help: "Man Ning, help me quickly. Scolding her, I kindly asked her to name my child, why did she choose 'pornography, gambling and drugs'!!"

Xu Manying: "Pfft."

Huang Tianxuan: "You laughed? Did you do it accidentally or on purpose?!!"

Xu Manying: "No, I couldn't help my first reaction. This name... well, it's too much! How could you do this, little Gege?"

Zhao Qingge: "I can do whatever I want. Shut up, both of you!"

Xu Manying: "I have shut up, but you can still hear me. Are you angry?"

Huang Tianxuan: "I'm so mad at you! If you can't stand it, just hang up. Peifeng always asks Peifeng to hang up. It's not like you can't quit on your own."

Zhao Qingge: "Don't you want Peifeng's parents to go to Hangzhou? If you don't want to, just say so and I can satisfy you."

After Miss Xu entered the scene, there was back and forth, and the quarrel became even more intense.

Li Peifeng was speechless. After thinking about it for a while, he subconsciously contacted Wu Wenyue. On the one hand, he wanted to know what she was doing at this moment. On the other hand, he also tried to use the other party's entrance to attract their attention and make this scene more interesting. The quarrel stopped.

Although his experience in setting up a five-person chat room told him that this would make the 'network' crowded and everyone's thoughts confused, but on the last day of the three hundred and sixty-five days, it was also very lively and lively.

Moreover, several people cannot sit together and face each other for various reasons. At least they need to be heart to heart!

"Huh?! Who the hell wants to have a heart-to-heart with you?!"

Wu Wenyue was startled: "I set off the firecrackers well... where are you having a meeting?"

Huang Tianxuan: "Here comes another person. Hey, the fireworks are beautiful. Wenyue, don't move and keep your gaze! Well, I want to lie on the bed and watch it. It's comfortable!"

Xu Manying: "Is this the square in front of your home? It's really lively. There are a lot of people setting off fireworks. The person next to you must be your sister... Are there any two kickers? Let me see a few."

Zhao Qingge silently played the guitar, thinking angrily that I would show you! What a fart! !

Wu Wenyue: "No...my head is about to burst. Sister Zhao, please stop for a moment and stop playing. I just came in and I'm not used to it yet!"

Zhao Qingge: "Let him cut it off, Li Peifeng, cut it all off!"

Li Peifeng: "You haven't watched TV? Then let me sing a song for you... The past scenes reappeared~ Although the lotus roots were broken, they are still connected~ I sigh at the many changes in the world... I love the country~ I love beauty even more..."

Wu Wenyue: "Damn, what kind of new type of mental abuse is this? You bitch, watch out, my two-kicking kick is used to break you, I will blow you up!!"

Xu Manying: "Stop singing, this song is older than me! Change it!"

Huang Tianxuan: "It's not good for you to sing here, why not listen to your own singing with your ears."

Li Peifeng: "Then I will read you a poem, pay attention... I love you, I love you in the dim light at six o'clock in the morning; I love you, I love you on the bus at eight o'clock in the morning; I love you, I love you in the sound of the keyboard at ten o'clock in the morning; I love you, I love you in the noise at twelve o'clock in the afternoon; I love you, I love you in the twilight at six o'clock in the evening; I love you, I love you in the twilight at six o'clock in the evening; I love you, I love you amidst all the lights and firecrackers on New Year’s Eve..."

After a tenth of a second of silence, Zhao Qingge came up with a firm thought: "Wenyue, you should continue to bombard him."

Huang Tianxuan, Xu Manying: “Agree.”

Wu Wenyue: "Come on, come on, give him a big one this time... Bang~ Bang~~"

It’s lively and chaotic!

The Spring Festival Gala has not yet started, but several people are in different state capitals in the southeast, northwest and thousands of kilometers apart in the country, but they are performing a skit in their hearts.

But this may not be an otherworldly romance that has nothing to do with romance.

They grew up in different family environments, have not experienced anything the same, have different appearances, very different personalities, and can even have completely different moods when watching a sunset.

But such completely independent individuals can use that man as a medium to share each other's inner feelings at any time. Maybe they will exclude and oppose each other, quarrel and accuse each other because of various things, but they will also get closer to ponder and understand. And use each other's eyes to see the stars and fireworks, and jointly gain insight into the beauty of the world.

It's like, without any earthly compensation, astronomers like to sit high in the mountains all night, staring through telescopes at stars that seemed to shine but disappeared millions of years ago.

People will feel extremely satisfied in front of the vastness and immensity, and be frightened and shocked by the unknown and mystery of the universe; they will also feel relieved when they are connected with other individuals and realize that in this small planet, they can truly feel each other. It’s so amazing how lucky you are to exist and walk together.

It's a pity...one is missing.

Li Peifeng tried his best to hide his regretful thoughts and chatted with the four girls for more than two hours, sharing each other's perspectives and feelings about the Chinese New Year. By the time they had eaten, the dumplings on his side were almost ready to be steamed. Just disconnected.

"Eat, eat, Fengfeng, turn on the TV...even if you don't watch the Spring Festival Gala, just listen to the news."

"good."

The next second after pressing the remote control, Li Peifeng felt the vibration of the WeChat message prompt on his phone.

He Yimeng: "Who are you and why are you my friend?"

Li Peifeng secretly glanced at the screen while going to the kitchen to get some vinegar. He suppressed his laughter and did not reply to the message, and directly connected to He Yimeng.

"Happy New Year~Mengmeng!"

He Yimeng was playing mahjong with his brothers and sisters. He seemed to have lost a lot and was not in a good mood. While throwing out a card of 80,000, he sneered in his heart and responded: "Is it okay to be unhappy?"

Li Peifeng: "No, let's do this. I will read you a poem; I love you, my dim light at six o'clock in the morning..."

"Hooray, 80,000, haha, Sister Meng, please light up the cannon again."

"Give me money, give me money."

He Yimeng was stunned for a moment, then changed his previous displeasure, took out two banknotes from the drawer and put them on the table with a smile: "Continue!"

The little sister who won the money was a little strange: "Why are you so happy after losing money? You were so sullen just now."

He Yimeng raised his eyebrows slightly and made a nice curve at the corner of his mouth: "There is a bastard who has been stabbed a thousand times just to make me laugh... Come on, keep going!"

(End of chapter)