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Coming out of the parking lot, Qiao Weidong looked back several times in a row. He didn't know whether it was because he was afraid that Song Qian would catch up, or because he was reluctant to leave the Lego Millennium Falcon scattered all over the place. What kind of reaction, I think I'm still in class.

"You said how sad Yingzi would be if he found out."

After Qiao Weidong said this, he didn't hear any response, turned his face and looked out of the car window, and found that the car came to the Musical Instrument Street in the south of Xinjiekou.

Seeing Lin Yue stop the car and make a gesture to unbuckle his seat belt, he confirmed his position again: "Why did you bring me here?"

"follow me."

Lin Yue didn't talk much, and led him to a musical instrument store by the side of the road. There was a bulletin board at the door. Different brands, ranging from Kama and Xingchen domestic guitars worth a few hundred yuan to Taylor and Yamaha guitars worth a few thousand yuan. There are also guitars on the right wall, but not many, just a few on the outside, and then inside There are two rows of basses, a few pipas and zithers, and the selection range is relatively small.

There is a set of drums facing the gate, the brand is ROLAND, and the price is around 10,000 yuan.

Seeing the two walk into the room, the boss put down the magazine in his hand and got up to greet them.

"What musical instrument do you want to choose for your child? Do you need me to introduce the characteristics of each brand?"

"Heh, take a look, let's take a look first."

Qiao Weidong had never heard of Lin Yue's talent in this area, so he didn't know what he was going to do, so he chose to be perfunctory when faced with the boss's questions.

"okay."

The boss turned his attention to Lin Yue, and understood from the conversation above that the decision of what to buy is not up to the parents, but to the children.

To his surprise, the boy who looked eighteen or nineteen years old didn't even look at the guitar and bass hanging on the wall, nor was he interested in the drum kit in the middle. He went straight to the display rack diagonally opposite the counter. There are several violins, and the French horn, cornet and a saxophone in the glass case below.

"how much is this?"

Lin Yue asked, pointing to the Yamaha tenor saxophone in front of him.

The boss froze for a moment before replying: "8888."

Generally, when a boy his age comes to the store, what he looks at most is guitar, bass, and then drums and electronic organ. It is rare to go straight to the saxophone, at least not more than three times a month.

"That's all. Give me another mute. Is there a mute?"

"Yes, yes."

The boss opened the back door and walked into the warehouse, and came out half a minute later with a big box in his arms.

Lin Yue asked, "How much is the total?"

"1500 for the mute, 8888 for the saxophone. In this way, wipe off the change and round it up, let's say 10,000."

"good."

He didn't counter-offer, pointing to Qiao Weidong standing behind him: "Ask him to pay."

"You are too..."

Qiao Weidong had expected this outcome a long time ago, but it still hurts to spend 10,000 yuan to buy this.

Lin Yue said, "Didn't you promise to your grandparents that you would treat me like your own? Qiao Yingzi has an 8848 LEGO Millennium Falcon, so you can't bear it when it comes to me?"

Well, waiting for him here, Qiao Weidong wished he could slap him both.

"Buy, buy!"

Qiao Weidong took out his mobile phone to scan the QR code to pay, and Lin Yue left the musical instrument store with two boxes.

Half an hour later, the two returned to Room 602, Building 6, Shuxiang Yayuan.

It was only then that Qiao Weidong received Qiao Yingzi's reply, which was an unconcealed "Dad, I'm sorry".

"It's okay, Yingzi, Dad will buy it for you again."

After he finished speaking, he put down the phone, and Lin Yue handed over a note.

"what?"

"List of items."

"What inventory?"

"A list of things you want to buy."

Qiao Weidong looked at the contents of the note, such as toothpaste, cups, summer cool quilts, lunch boxes and so on, and the brands were listed in detail.

"What are you still doing? Go."

"Now?"

"Then you mean to let me sleep with a newspaper tonight, and go to school tomorrow morning without washing my teeth or brushing my face?"

Qiao Weidong said, "Can't we find a hotel to stay tonight?"

"Do you think it's troublesome to buy things? Or are you worried that the furniture with excessive formaldehyde in the house will poison me? If it's the latter, it's unnecessary. The concentration of formaldehyde has little effect on me."

How does he know everything? Qiao Weidong felt a headache. In order to prevent Xiaomeng from moving in with him, he deliberately put a few pieces of furniture with excessive formaldehyde content in the room. He thought he was the only one who knew about it. Who knew that Lin Yue's nose was so good.

"Listen to me, find a nearby hotel to live in today, and tomorrow I'll find someone to take away the furniture with excessive formaldehyde content and then move it here."

"That's not necessary."

Seeing Lin Yue's insistence, Qiao Weidong had no choice but to compromise and went downstairs with the list of goods.

The street on the right of Shuxiang Yayuan is Yonghui Supermarket. In less than an hour, Qiao Weidong bought all the items on the list and returned to the community. He walked out of the parking lot. Not long after walking, he vaguely heard the sound of a saxophone coming from the lakeside. Lesheng, he didn't think too much about it, and continued walking until he saw a few students who had just finished their evening self-study standing at the bridge and stopped to watch, only to realize that the person playing the saxophone in the gazebo in front of him was none other than Thorny Tou's nephew.

The melodious sound of the trumpet flows with the river, and the gentle song "The Moon Represents My Heart" seems to slow down time.

Because of the existence of the mute, you need to walk in to hear clearly, so a dozen students who have returned from class are surrounded outside the gazebo.

He can really play the saxophone, and he is very skilled. Just standing on the bridge for a while, the exhaustion of working all day was taken away.

No wonder these students were attracted by the sound of music.

At this moment, Qiao Weidong noticed a situation. There was a girl carrying a brown schoolbag in the crowd, who looked like his daughter Qiao Yingzi from the back, so he hurried forward to confirm the girl's identity.

"Tao Zi, who is this person? Why don't I remember that there is such a saxophonist in our community, who plays much better than those old men and women in Chaoyang Park."

"Where did I know that there are so many families renting a house to accompany us in Scholarly Garden, so they must have just moved here."

"It looks handsome from the side."

Qiao Yingzi took out his mobile phone to take pictures while talking, and wanted to share this with his friends as a rare event.

"Yingzi, Yingzi..."

At this moment, a shout from behind interrupted the conversation between the two girls. Qiao Yingzi looked back and found that it was Song Qian walking over. Thinking of the small video Qiao Weidong sent her in the afternoon, her expression was not very good.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Why am I here? You were already home at this point before, so I can't be in a hurry."

It turned out that Song Qian came downstairs to meet her. Qiao Yingzi's mood became worse because of the better music just now. Did she listen to Tao Zi for three minutes? Her mother couldn't wait to come down to find someone before he finished playing a single piece of music.

"Let's go Mom."

Qiao Yingzi didn't know if she would be scolded. Anyway, when she saw Song Qian, she thought of the scattered Lego Millennium Falcon and the test papers on the desk. In her opinion, why did Song Qian go downstairs to greet her? Either she blamed her for putting the Lego Millennium Falcon in Fang Yifan's house, or there were a lot of homework today, and if she couldn't finish it on time, it would affect her sleep.

"Tao Zi?"

"Oh, let me listen for a while, you go back first."

"Okay." Qiao Yingzi agreed, and turned to leave, but Song Qian stood still.

"mom?"

"It turned out to be him."

"Who?" Qiao Yingzi was stunned for a moment before realizing that the subject of this sentence was a boy of the same age who played the saxophone in the gazebo, and judging from her mother's expression, it seemed that something unpleasant had happened between the two.

"You can ask Qiao Weidong this question."

Song Qian knew that Lin Yue had transferred to Chunfeng Middle School, and Qiao Weidong would tell Qiao Yingzi about this sooner or later, so it was meaningless to conceal the relationship between the two.

"You're still playing the saxophone outside at such a late hour. See if I don't go to the property to complain about your nuisance."

After saying this in a hateful voice, she took out her mobile phone and prepared to call the property owner.

Thank you for the 1100 starting coins rewarded by Lonely DE Mao, the 500 starting coins rewarded by the blocking elves, and the 100 starting coins rewarded by Jusheng Huaibei.