Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 191 Piano Music

Zhou Huilan took the spoon and took a big mouthful, "Huh, I'm not really greedy now. I don't know who was so shameless as to go to someone else's house to eat for dinner without being ashamed!"

"Okay, okay, I'm greedy, I'm greedy, but I've never denied that I'm greedy!"

Zhou Huilan smiled and pushed Lu Changqing, poured a spoonful of almond tea into Lu Changqing's mouth, "Is it delicious?"

Lu Changqing nodded, "But it's not as delicious as yours."

"Nonsense, I've never done this."

"Then what you cook tastes better."

Zhou Huilan couldn't help laughing, the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

"Hey! I'm confused!"

Wang Jianye suddenly came to his senses. The tofu on the iron plate was sizzling and smoking. He quickly used the shovel in his hand to turn it over, but he accidentally touched the iron plate, which made him scream.

The shovel fell to the ground at that time.

"Oh, why are you still speculating? Forget it, I don't want it anymore."

The impatient customer turned around and left.

Wang Jianye did not stop him. When he bent down to pick up the shovel, he secretly glanced at the stall not far away, but only saw Zhou Huilan's smile as bright as a flower.

They didn't look over here at all.

Wang Jianye grabbed the shovel tightly and vented his anger on the asphalt road under his feet. He didn't even hear anyone asking to buy his sizzling tofu.

The next day, after the flyers were printed, Lu Changqing once again acted as a driver and took Zhou Huilan for a walk around major hospitals, sanatoriums and shopping malls in Anning, then turned to Zhou's house and picked up Yaoyao.

Zhou Zhenhai, who usually never gave things away, this time took Yaoyao to the door of the small courtyard. He stared at Zhou Huilan for a long time and refused to let go of the child's hand. "There is no one to take care of the child at home, so why not let her live with me?"

, at least three meals a day can be eaten on time.”

Zhou Huilan resisted the urge to refute and patiently explained, "Why do you follow me as if you have nothing to eat? I am her mother!"

"Okay, okay, you're reasonable. I can't tell you how to do it!" Zhou Zhenhai sent Yaoyao forward unhappily, turned around and took two steps, but suddenly paused and turned back, "You're okay?

My son and your eldest brother should also contact each other. After all, An Ning is a big city and he always stays in the countryside. What will happen to the child in the future!"

This statement made Zhou Huilan confused, but before she could ask, Zhou Zhenhai had already entered the room.

Back in Splendid Washington, as soon as Lu Changqing's car stopped, he heard a melodious sound of the piano echoing around.

"Mom, why are there people talking about piano at home?" Yaoyao laughed and circled in the open space at the door of the unit to the sound of the piano.

Zhou Huilan, who had never seen her daughter with such a wanton temperament, was completely shocked by Yaoyao like this.

"Mom, our teacher also discussed this piece in kindergarten. Am I good at dancing?"

Zhou Huilan couldn't help but nodded excitedly. When the song ended, Yaoyao stopped and was about to go home, but was stopped by Zhou Huilan.

"Yao Yao, do you want to play the piano?"

Yaoyao's big confused eyes flashed, "But only the teacher can play the piano."

Zhou Huilan shook her head, "No, teachers can only learn after learning. Yaoyao can learn now. If she always wants to learn in the future, then we can keep learning."

In her previous life, Yaoyao's life after she was five years old, Zhou Huilan was absent.

Before being framed by Wang Jianye, she had also dreamed about her daughter's future, whether to learn musical instruments or dance, folk dance or Latin dance, but all of that was dissipated because of Wang Jianye's frame.

Later, she gained survival skills outside and returned to peace. Yaoyao was already in high school. Her heavy schoolwork left her with no interest other than studying. Therefore, Zhou Huilan didn't know what her daughter liked.

What do you like?

In those years, the mother and daughter met occasionally. Yaoyao always had headphones on her ears and a Walkman in her schoolbag.

Although she didn't know what she heard, Zhou Huilan felt that maybe her daughter had a love for music.

Yaoyao didn't fully understand what Zhou Huilan meant, but when it came to playing the piano, her knowledge was still limited to the magical fingers of the kindergarten teacher. If she could be like the teacher...

Before Yaoyao could figure it out, Zhou Huilan had already pulled her up to the second floor.

The music in the room has stopped.

The mother and daughter waited at the door for a while before Teacher Yan came to open the door. When he saw it was Zhou Huilan, he smiled and let her into the room.

"Hello, hello, come in first."

Teacher Yan's voice is soft and sweet.

Yaoyao curiously followed her mother into the house and immediately saw the grand piano placed against the wall. It was different from the one in their kindergarten. The piano here was dark red.

"Teacher Yan, I'm sorry for disturbing you." Zhou Huilan sat down very restrainedly, watching Teacher Yan busy pouring water, and suddenly realized that it seemed a bit presumptuous for her to come to the door empty-handed.

But now that she's here, she's not that pretentious person, so she simply explains why she's here, "My daughter will be six this fall. I wonder if she can learn piano?"

"Of course." Teacher Yan smiled and waved to the little girl sitting next to the piano, "This is one of my students. Although she just celebrated her fifth birthday, she has been studying piano with me for a year.

Already."

"Wow! Did you play the one I gave to Alice just now?" Yaoyao's admiration could not be concealed at all.

The little girl also raised her chin with pride, "I played it, but it was played by me and Teacher Yan together." Then she stretched out her hand, pulled Yaoyao and ran to the piano.

Looking at the two little girls, one was teaching in a decent manner and the other was pretending to be a student, Zhou Huilan wanted to laugh, but she was more pleased.

Teacher Yan explained some of the details and rules of piano learning to Chow Huilan, and then talked about the tuition fees.

"My students are all taught one-on-one in small classes. A class for your daughter's age lasts one hour and costs 20 yuan."

A piano lesson costs twenty yuan, which is really not cheap.

But for the sake of her daughter, Zhou Huilan did not hesitate at all and booked five classes with Teacher Yan first.

However, it is summer vacation and there are many children learning piano. Teacher Yan said that she would adjust the class time to include Yaoyao and notify them after she confirms the class time.

"Basically, there are one or two classes a week. However, since Yaoyao has just started to get involved, she can develop her sense of music more frequently. When school starts, there will only be one class a week."

Zhou Huilan didn't understand this, so she just nodded her head.

But when she came out of Teacher Yan's house, she grabbed Yaoyao again and said, "Yaoyao just wants to learn piano? Do you want to learn dancing? Mom has heard about folk dance, Latin dance, ballroom dance, and Go.

Class, swimming class and painting class, which one do you want to take? Mom, take you to sign up!"

(End of chapter)