The Sweet Wife In Master Qin’s Arms is a Boss

   Chapter 247 Qin Ye's vest fell again

   Hearing Old Madam Yun's sarcastic tone, the old man was very unhappy, and it was not difficult for him to guess that Madam Yun didn't like Nan Nan, "Mrs Yun, do you know why I like this child Nan Nan?"

   Yun Nan turned his head to look at the old man when he heard the words. Although his face full of vicissitudes had a smile on his face, he was not kind and happy, and his gray eyebrows were sharp.

   She knew that the old man was protecting her.

  The old lady didn't expect the old man to protect Yun Nan, because the old man took him to play there a few times when he was a child.

   She snorted coldly in her heart: "Mr. Qin, you liked her when you were young, but she has changed as she grew up, but she was not liked when she was a child, and she has no respect. I still don't think she is worthy of Qin Yao's child."

   On the surface, he was elevating Qin Yao, but secretly he was mocking the old man with his poor eyesight and taking a fancy to Yun Nan.

   When the old man was young, he would have a violent temper. When he was older, he would restrain himself and slap the table with no anger.

"Old Mrs. Yun is a little extreme. When she was a child, she only saw Nan Nan's cute and cute little face, and she liked it very much, so she had the idea of ​​marrying. But now Nan Nan is still lovable. Gifts can be prepared at any time. , mainly depends on the heart, Nan Nan is no worse than anyone."

  The old man said and looked at Yun Nan, his eyes softened for a moment, "Nan Nan, you are the closed disciple of Mr. Ouyang. I will draw a birthday greeting for your grandma on the scene, which will open everyone's eyes."

   The old man said this with a proud tone, which made Qin Yao feel a little sour, because the old man never mentioned him, and he had no talent to show off.

   Except for fights!

   Yun Nan is a disciple of Mr. Ouyang. Although it is on the hot search list on Weibo, some people have not paid attention to it, so they do not know.

   "Didn't you say that Yun's family and daughters came from the countryside? They are actually closed disciples of Mr. Ouyang. This is something that many people can't ask for?"

   "Yes, many people with talent in painting came to ask Mr. Ouyang to accept an apprentice, but they were all turned away. I didn't expect that she would be favored by Mr. Ouyang at a young age."

"Don't you pay attention to Weibo? Mr. Ouyang treasures this apprentice very much, and someone has set a price for her paintings, second only to Mr. Ouyang's paintings. Mr. Ouyang also said that the price was low, which is enough to show that her paintings are overpriced. The paintings are very valuable, and they are also very collectible.”

   "It's not a question of how valuable it is, the problem is that her paintings have never been sold, and money can't buy them."

   "So painting to celebrate birthdays, who can compare to this birthday gift?"

  The old lady heard everyone's discussion. Although she did not admit that Yun Nan was Mr. Ouyang's apprentice and her paintings were valuable for collection, she still expected Yun Nan to paint her birthday wishes.

   Yun Jingchen also looked forward to his daughter. Even though Nan Nan was not raised by his side, he was very good.

   Not only Yun Jingchen was looking forward to it, but everyone present was looking forward to Yun Nan's painting on the spot, so they could have a feast for the eyes.

   Yun Mengxi grabbed the hem of her skirt and saw that everyone was looking forward to Yun Nan's painting, so wouldn't her painting be compared?

   She originally wanted Yun Nan to be ashamed of playing the piano, but she didn't expect to give her a chance to show her talent.

   If I knew earlier, I wouldn’t talk about playing the piano.

   When the old man spoke, of course Yun Nan would not refuse, but when painting, she smiled and said, "Grandpa, grandma will definitely not like the painting I paint, I'd better play the piano."

   The old man suddenly laughed when he heard the words, the more he looked at Nan Nan, the more he liked it, he was as smart as when he was a child.

   "Okay, you can use whatever method you like. The birthday gift is not important, as long as you like it."

   Qin Yao knew that the girl would not make everyone so happy, and he did not disappoint him. Speaking of which, he and the girl are still a bit similar. For example, he does his own way and will not let people who bully him become happy.

  Everyone is looking forward to Yun Nan's painting on the spot to feast their eyes, but they hear that he is not painting and playing the piano?

   couldn't help but look disappointed.

   "Old Madam Yun actually doesn't like Yun Nan's paintings, is there something wrong with her vision?"

   "Isn't it just bad eyesight? Yun Mengxi's paintings can only be described as flower fists and embroidered legs, and only Mrs. Yun thinks it is better than Yun Nan."

   Even the old lady, who didn't care about it, couldn't help but look disappointed when she heard it. What was even more angry was that Yun Nan used her as an excuse?

  People think she has no vision, Yun Nan did it on purpose.

   The old lady trembled in anger.

   Yun Mengxi was very happy in her heart. She couldn't get anything if she didn't paint. She didn't believe that what Yun Nan learned when she was a child still had an impression, because she heard her father mention it, and Yun Nan didn't remember anything when she was a child.

   Yun Nan stood up, she is wearing a black dress today, which is very suitable for playing the piano.

  On the right side of the banquet hall, there is a piano on the center table. It was originally used for decoration, but the piano is good, and it is very expensive.

  She was on the square stool, stretched one hand behind her, brushed the skirt of her skirt, and then sat down.

   His slender fingers rested on the black and white keys. He tried the sound first, and when he heard the sound was correct, he began to play.

   This piece is a well-known classical music.

   Originally, everyone didn’t have any expectations, because they wanted to see Yun Nan painting.

   is just the moment when the elegant piano music sounds, and the timbre goes from low to high, making everyone look surprised.

   Yun Mengxi opened her eyes wide and looked at Yun Nan who was sitting in front of the piano in disbelief. She could actually play the piano?

   She also studied, but she didn't study it wholeheartedly, because she likes to draw, so she can still hear that Yun Nan's playing is not bad.

How is this going?

   Didn't Dad say that she only learned the piano for a year when she was a child?

How could this be?

   was also surprised by Yun Jingchen. When he first came back, Nannan said that he was not interested in the piano. He thought that his daughter had forgotten to play the piano, but he did not expect that she had learned so well.

   Even when the old lady heard the piano music, she couldn't help looking at the stage, her eyes fell on Yun Nan, maybe it was preconceived, she could not agree with Yun Nan.

Qin Yao listened to the piano music played by the girl, and he became interested. He took out the harmonica from his pocket. The color of the harmonica was very old, and the patterns and colors were all worn out. This harmonica was still used by the old man on the battlefield. That will bring me, even my grandma met the old man because of the harmonica.

   When he was five years old, the old man gave him the harmonica, so he has been carrying it with him all these years, but rarely took it out.

   He placed his lips, then followed her rhythm and began to blow.

   He stood up and walked to the steps while playing. There were only two steps. He didn't go up, just stood there and followed her rhythm and played.

   Yun Nan suddenly heard the sound of the harmonica, looked up and saw Qin Yao standing not far away, his slender fingers holding the harmonica, looking at her with a smile on his face.

   When she saw the harmonica, she thought of the man next door, and she played the harmonica at night when she had nothing to do.

   Asking for tickets, darlings, it’s a headache to code words.

   (end of this chapter)