I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

Pei Nuo was peeping at An Zimo timidly. The wound on his face yesterday hadn't fully healed yet, and the abrupt scar was particularly dazzling on the fair skin.

Pei Nuo bit his lips tightly, and his long eyelashes slowly drooped down.

She is not a bad boy, and she knows that it is wrong to hit people with stones. She should apologize, but she can't speak, because the little sparrow is still dead in her mind. As long as she thinks about it, she feels terribly uncomfortable.

Pei Nuo didn't understand why the way to save his life was to let it die. It was obvious that Little Sparrow wanted to live so much.

Her eyes were flushed, and she secretly glanced at him again.

An Zimo didn't care about Pei Nuo's inner thoughts at all, and looked up at An and thought, "Don't you go to the store, don't you?"

After being reminded, she then remembered her main job and spoke to Pei Chen at will: "We are going to the store, shall Pei Chen come together?"

"Speaking of this..." Pei Chen scratched his head embarrassedly, "We are going to a charity dinner this afternoon, and Nuo and Yanyan were supposed to perform a show at the dinner, but Pei Yan suddenly became ill, and Nuo is one of them. People don't dare to come on stage..."

While speaking, he couldn't help but glanced at An Zimo's face.

An Xiang suddenly realized: "Do you want Zimo to act instead of words?"

"That's right." Pei Chen nodded, "After all, it's a good thing, and we can't regret it again. It's just a nursery rhyme, sing by Nono, let Zimo help to accompany it, and use his IQ for a while. Can learn."

An Xiang looked embarrassed, "...The problem is that our family has never studied musical instruments." The people in the village have not even finished primary school, let alone know musical instruments. I remember that the grandfather of the original owner was originally from the funeral squad blowing Suona, but An Zimo was mentally disabled a few years ago. It is estimated that Suona can't be learned, even if he learns, he won't be able to take the stage.

Pei Chen didn't think this was a problem at all, and directly praised Haikou for An Zimo: "Master Mo is so smart, and it's not a matter of minutes to learn the piano in a small area." After finishing speaking, he said flatteringly, "Is it, Master Mo?"

This call made An Zimo feel comfortable.

He lazily raised his eyebrows, glanced at Pei Nuo intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes shifted for a moment, and his voice was faint: "You ask her, don't ask me."

The little girl was still wronged, An Zimo's nonchalant tone immediately made her curl her lips and said sullenly: "People don't perform shows with the killer of birds."

"Oh, who is rare." An Zimo hooked An Xiang's hand and forced her to walk outside.

An Xiang held him helplessly: "Mo Mo wait a minute, Brother Pei Chen and the others are still there."

An Zimo turned away, his face full of indifference.

Pei Chen couldn't help but plead with An Xiang's eyes. Even Nono looked pitiful. She really couldn't bear to make the little girl so sad, but she didn't want An Zimo to ask for everything. After all, the two of them had their own differences. Ideas and positions, talking about right and wrong has no meaning.

"Nono, you come." An wanted to hook the little girl.

Pei Nuo walked up to her, raised his head and exclaimed in an obedient manner: "Too grandma~"

This title made An Xiang's ears hot, and hurriedly corrected: "Nuo Nuo, I am not your grandma, so I can't bark."

"Then if you weren't too grandma, why would you have a baby with your grandfather?" Pei Nuo's big eyes were full of ignorance, and he pointed to An Zimo next to him and asked, "Is Cheng Zimo an illegitimate child?"

Children do not know how malicious this term is, but adults do. Pei Chen's face changed transiently, he grabbed Pei Nuo and patted her ass, and warned in a low voice, "Pei Nuo, don't talk nonsense to me."

"I didn't talk nonsense, didn't they all say that on TV..."

"Don't watch TV indiscriminately for me in the future, go and apologize!"

Pei Nuo knew that those words should not be said, and immediately realized his mistake. She protected her spanked **** and walked to An Zimo, raised her eyelashes, and slowly pursed her lips, "Grandpa, I'm sorry~"

She is very good, and the voice of the little milk is also very sweet.

An Zimo still tightened his small face, his expression extremely cold.

"I won't talk nonsense, and I won't let the stone do my hands. Don't be angry, okay?" Pei Nuo said, grabbing An Zimo's hand.

He waved it away and ignored her with his arms around his chest.

Pei Nuo ran over without giving up, "Grandpa, don't you want to be friends with Nuo?"

An Zimo turned his back to her: "We are not friends in the first place."

Pei Nuo turned around again to look at his face without feeling tired at all. He tilted his head and said, "But I always think we are friends."

An Zimo: "I don't want you to think, I want me to think, I think we are not suitable for being friends."

Pei Nuo's eyes flickered, and finally gnawed his fingers, his voice soft and waxy: "Then you think you, I think mine, I think my grandpa and I are good friends."

"..."

Pei Nuo has his own set of verbal logic. Facing a genius grandpa with an IQ of 150, he did not fall behind, and the last sentence made him speechless.

"I apologized to you, you forgive me~" Pei Nuo grabbed An Zimo's arm and began to act like a baby.

He was unmoved, "Don't." There is no such saying in the world on the basis of accepting an apology from others.

"Let go, I'm leaving now."

Pei Nuo blinked, but didn't let go.

"Don't let it go!" An Zimo's eyes were angry, extremely impatient.

He yelled, and Pei Nuo yelled louder than him: "My hands and hands don't understand people. If you have the ability to talk to it, why yell at others!"

The little girl was unreasonable and strong, An Zimo suffocated her breath, her stomach was full of flames in her chest.

Ann wants to look dumbfounded by the side, does she use another bear child to deal with the bear child? She has never seen her son deflated like this, but let alone, it feels good.

"Okay, okay, let's not quarrel." An Xiang was a little afraid that his son would be too angry and directly beat them up, and hurriedly stepped forward to separate them, "Nuo Nuo, as long as Mo Mo and you perform, you don't bother him. ?"

"Yeah!" Pei Nuo nodded his head, "Grandpa and I are good friends, and Nuo Nuo wants to perform with Grandpa."

She had just said that An Zimo was a bird killer and didn't want to be with him, but on TV it was said that girls are changeable, and Pei Nuo decided not to mention birds anymore and reunited with his grandfather.

And there will be many children at the dinner party who are similar to her age. Pei Nuo is essentially a shy girl. She is not familiar with the place and her brother is not there, so she will naturally be afraid. But if An Zimo would accompany her, she would give a million hearts.

"That Momo..."

"OK."

He deserves it altogether, and An can't help being surprised. When did his son become so talkative?

An Zimo smiled badly: "But I don't know how to play piano, so I can."

Suo, suona? ?

Ann wanted to take a deep breath, and was surprised again that she and her son could really blow suona.

Pei Chen looked at him with an expression of whether you wanted to make trouble. Although the charity dinner was a private establishment, it was not too elegant, but it was also a serious occasion. He played suona in a symphony. Who did you want to send away?

"An Zimo, don't don't don't let me, how could you be so young that you would blow that stuff."

"Believe it or not, meeting is meeting."

An Zimo was filled with talent skills since he was a child. He learns everything quickly, naturally including music theory. It goes without saying that the piano and the violin, Suona was learned by the ears and eyes of grandpa grandpa doing funerals for people. Although he was a fool at that time, he remembered everything when he was sober. It was definitely not easy to learn songs that were too difficult. Children's songs with simple tunes would naturally be fine.

Doesn't Pei Nuo want him to be a tool man, then?

The corners of Pei Chen's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He was saying whether to change his sister's partner, when he saw the little fool hanging around An Zimo's neck like a koala, and his smile was full of joy, "Suona is going to be suona." , Grandpa blows suona, Nono sings to grandpa."

"Sister, do you want to play solo?" Pei Chen was worried and bald. The host of this banquet is Pei Yizhou's partner for many years. It doesn't matter to play suona.

The key is that there are so many people at the banquet. If it makes everyone unhappy, the loss is business interests. When the time comes, grandpa scolds him, he can't bear the responsibility.

"No!" Pei Nuo shook his head, "I don't want to be alone, I'm afraid!"

She is afraid, afraid that she will be nervous, nervous will make a fool of herself, and other children will make fun of her if she is foolish.

The atmosphere was anxious, and Pei Chen was in a dilemma.

At this time, An wants to take the initiative to stand up and say: "Would you like to ask Mr. Pei? He wants to say that it is okay, so let's do it." Think about it, the child blowing suona is still very cute, and the person who appeared on that occasion should I'm used to listening to piano and violin, but Suona will attract people's attention.

"Then, then you ask?" Pei Chen was a little embarrassed, afraid of being taught by the elders.

"Okay, I asked."

An Xiang said nothing, and sent a message to Pei Yizhou.

[An Xiang: Have you heard about Pei Nuo's show? Pei Chen wants Mo Mo to replace Pei Yan in the past, but Zimo can only play suona, so I want to ask if it is feasible to perform this at the banquet. ]

[Pei Yizhou: Yes. ]

[An Xiang: This will not cause you any trouble, will it? ]

[Pei Yizhou: No, they dare not call me trouble. ]

[Anthink:...]

This person is really arrogant.

An Xiang shook his head helplessly, and continued typing: [Well, let Momo go with you this afternoon. ]

[Pei Yizhou: Mo Mo is with me, can you rest assured? ]

After asking this question, I thought about it.

She is definitely not worried about letting her son go to such an occasion, but it is not convenient for her to follow it.

[Pei Yizhou: I need a female companion. ]

[An thinks:? ]

[Pei Yizhou: I think I have expressed it very clearly. ]

She squeezed her phone, looked at the two children who were still entangled, then looked down at the screen, and finally spoke implicitly: "I can't dance, and I don't have a dress, or I'll be waiting for you outside and Momo's performance. You will send him out again when you are finished. ]

This is the most suitable method she can think of.

Unexpectedly, the man made up her mind directly for her: [I will let the stylist go there later, you now let them seize the time to practice the song. ]

"..."

She didn't give her a chance to refuse at all.

Ann wanted to lower her arms and loosen her shoulders. "He agreed, but I want to go with him as his female companion."

It's okay not to mention this, as soon as Pei Chen started to taste it again.

He hates him for not being a few years younger! ! But by now, the children of both of them can make soy sauce, even if he eats it, he can't help it.

Soon, the stylist arranged by Pei Yizhou came to the house, and at the same time there was an assistant who came to send Suona. An wanted to do the styling alone at home, and An Zimo took the suona to the next room to practice music.

The soundproofing effect of this building is not bad, but no matter how good the soundproofing effect is, it can hardly stop the penetration of rogue instruments. Now I am fortunate that there are only two of their families in this building, otherwise they are guaranteed to be complained.

An Xiang listened to the movement of the next room while making the styling. This piece seemed to be called "Insects Flying". It was originally a quiet and moving piece, but An Zimo had a strong smell of funeral music.

An Xiang, who was lying on a chair and applying a facial mask, started to panic. Is it really okay for his son to perform this tune on stage?

The more I thought about it, the more worried, An Xiang couldn't help but send a message to Pei Yizhou for reconfirmation.

[An Xiang: How about letting two children play together? I don't think suona is good. ]

[Pei Yizhou: It's okay, it's very distinctive. ]

[An thinks:. ]

[Pei Yizhou: I'm still working on a project, I will pick you up when I finish it. ]

[An thinks: Ow. ]

["Pei Yizhou" patted my super smart head. ]

Ann wanted to stare at the screen for a long time: "..." How weird.

When she was dazed, there was a shallow laughter over her head. She lifted her eyelids and found that the stylist had an ambiguous smile. It was obvious that all the contents on the screen were seen by her. An wanted to feel his face hot after being caught, and hurriedly buckled the phone screen in his arms, so as not to let others spy.

"The way Mr. Pei talks to you is so sweet."

"Isn't he sweet in the company?" An Xiang was a little curious.

The stylist shook his head: "Mr Pei is not very easy to get along with. The lower-level employees of the company can't see him; the upper-level staff are also very afraid of him, even we usually don't dare to talk to him when we styling him."

Pei Yizhou's aura was placed there, ordinary people did not dare to approach, and their staff who could approach did not dare to approach.

Ann couldn't help but surprised: "I thought he would be very popular with girls."

The stylist smiled and said: "Girls are more afraid of President Pei. Have you ever seen Secretary Zhao? She told me that the happiest time every day is to get off work, and she also said that if it wasn't for the salary, she didn't want to spend a minute with President Pei."

An Xiang is still unbelievable. Although the impression Pei Yizhou is cold and reticent, he is a gentle gentleman, and he looks good.

Thinking of how he looked when he was emotional, An Xiang's throat was dry, and hurriedly closed his eyes and stopped thinking about him.

They were doing styling quietly and undisturbed here. Suddenly, an abrupt knock on the door caught everyone's attention.

The makeup assistant went over to open the door, and Pei Yan stood outside.

The little guy was wearing pajamas and hugging the bear, with a fever on his body, and there was no time to wipe the clear snot hanging under his nose.

"Think about it..." Pei Yan walked vainly and walked up to her with difficulty.

Ann wanted to turn her head and looked over, her pitiful appearance immediately made her brows soft, and then whispered, "What's the matter?"

Pei Yan coughed a few times, and his voice was weak: "It's too noisy over there, can I sleep on your side." For a while, An Zimo used a suona to blow the high-pitched voice, and then Pei Nuo sang his voice again. His heart was like I was riding a roller coaster, and it was so exciting.

An Xiang almost knew the situation, and patted his head: "Then you go to Momo's room to sleep, but you may not be used to sleeping in his bed."

"It's okay, I won't pick."

Pei Yan sneezed again, took out a tissue from his pocket to dry his nose obediently, turned his head and walked into An Zimo's room.

Pei Yan, who had just finished speaking, fell silent at the big coffin that was placed in the middle of the house.

Although he is not a human being, he hasn't really fallen into a ghost either.

Pei Yan slumped his face and turned over into the coffin on the small steps, even ignoring his choice.

——Actually, it's quite comfortable...

In the drowsy state, the voice of suona sounded again.

"The black sky is drooping..."

"The bright stars follow..."

Pei Yan's eyelids jumped, and he stood up and found the button to control the coffin board twice, and the two boards slowly closed from both sides.

He breathed a sigh of relief and just closed his eyes—

"Insects fly... Insects fly..."

Sleeping in the coffin, Pei Yan, who listened to Suona, had a vague illusion that he was about to die early.

He may be the worm, and he will be sent away as soon as the song is over.

A touch of sadness gushed out of Pei Yan's heart, turning over and sobbing and crying.

——Hey, mom take me away, the child doesn't want to live anymore.

**

Three hours later, An Xiang finally finished the styling. At the same time, the next door also finished the practice, and the three children came together.

The stylist waved at them: "Come and see if she looks good."

Ann wanted to turn around while holding the skirt. She looked up embarrassedly, and asked nervously, "How, how?"

The room was silent, and everyone's eyes were on her.

In the center of the focus, An Xiang wore a starlight fishtail skirt. The halter-back waisted style fully revealed the bumpy and enchanting figure. The skirt was split, and the white calf was looming. The hair didn't do too much heavy styling, it was naturally slightly curled on the shoulders, and the collarbone under the black hair was **** and seductive.

She is undoubtedly beautiful, and her brows and eyes under the light makeup are like a picture.

The young and young Pei Chen stared at her in a daze, even An Zimo stared at her in a daze.

Mother is very beautiful, a beauty that An Zimo has never seen before.

Her figure is wrapped in sunlight, but smiling is warmer than sunlight, there are stars in her eyes, there are galaxies, gentle and moving, making people want to get closer.

An Zimo walked past a few steps blankly.

But before he could go there, Pei Nuo rushed into An Xiang's arms.

"Too grandma, you are like a Disney princess."

"Puff." An Xiang couldn't help but snorted, pinched her soft face, and said with a smile, "How can it be so exaggerated."

She grinned and hugged An Xiang.

Anzi stopped his feet, pursed his lips and returned to the original position.

"Momo, is mom so good-looking?"

An Xiang claimed that his mother shocked the people who came, and seeing that An Zimo's eyebrows were somewhat similar to Pei Yizhou's, the stylists exchanged silent glances, and it was clear to their hearts.

"It's okay." An Zimo replied perfunctorily, with an expression of lack of interest.

"Well, you can't hold your sister anymore. If the skirt is wrinkled, it will be troublesome." The stylist pulled Pei Nuo away and took out a pair of low-heeled shoes that were only three centimeters high. "Pei always said that your foot has just been injured. So I dare not prepare shoes that are too high for you. These shoes are very comfortable to wear. You can try them."

Ann wanted to sit down and put on his shoes. These are low-key and luxurious crystal sandals. From the workmanship of the soles, you know that they are expensive.

These shoes are very light on the feet. Although there are many small diamonds, they are not cumbersome and not uncomfortable. They are very comfortable to walk on.

"How does Miss Ann feel?"

"Very good." An wanted to nod, and tried to take a few more steps.

While talking, the doorbell rang again, this time it was Pei Yizhou who came over.

She turned her head, the eyes of the two collided.