The door-to-door son-in-law is a wealthy family

The violinist who suddenly appeared on the stage and then disappeared suddenly touched her heart with that perfect music.

Although I have never met him before, I feel that if I know that person, I must have a good conversation and a lot of joy.

It's a pity that she is a married woman now, how is it possible?

Xue Yazhi stared at Xia Fan and said word by word: "We'll go buy a violin later, you have to practice it for me."

Xia Fan nodded obediently: "Okay, I will listen to you."

At this time, Chen Lizhu also came out with Qian Guoguang.

When she heard this, she said disdainfully:
"Only this elm lump can play the violin? It's better to let him play cotton, so don't waste the money."

Xue Yazhi pretended not to hear it, looked at Xia Fan and continued: "I like to listen to the violin, so you must learn it. You are not required to be like Wu Rong, but at least you must be able to listen to my ears."

Xia Fan nodded and assured: "Don't worry, I will pull better than Wu Rong."

It happened that Wu Rong came out, and when he heard this, his face was full of sarcasm: "Xia Fan, just dream. If you want to pull better than me, you will never be able to do it in your next life."

Chen Lizhu also sneered:

"Xia Fan, you are becoming more and more bragging. No wonder my daughter started to like you a little bit. Yazhi, you have to remember that a man with a sweeter mouth is more prone to problems. Be careful and regret it later."

Xia Fan looked at Qian Guoguang: "Uncle Qian seems to have a sweet mouth."

Chen Lizhu's face darkened:
"What are you talking about? You know what, Guoguang is really kind to me. I have lived for more than 40 years, can't I see it? Shut up."

Xia Fan smiled lightly, then took Xue Yazhi's hand and walked towards the parking lot.

Qian Guoguang said in a low voice: "Lizhu, don't be too sad, pretend you didn't hear it. I'm fine, no matter who ridicules and slanders me, I will face it calmly, anyway, just know that I really love you."

Chen Lizhu was so moved that she nodded her head, and then she became ruthless: "If that kid still dares to laugh at you like this, I'll give him a slap in the face."

Then, the two apologized to Wu Rong and walked towards the parking lot.

Looking at their backs, Wu Rong, who was originally smiling, suddenly seemed to have ink splashed on his face.

He stared at Xia Fan fiercely.

"You wait for me, boy, if I don't kill you and take Yazhi away from you, my surname will not be Wu. Heh, what a shameless brat, I dare to say that I want to learn the violin better than me." I'm good, you can't even dream of it."

At this moment, I smelled a strange fragrance around me.

Turning his head to look, his heart was beating like a drum.

Then, he showed a flattering smile on his face.

"This...isn't this Ms. Su? Are you here? Are you in the western restaurant all the time? Then you also heard the violin I played just now. How do you feel? Please give me some pointers."

At some point, Su Qingyun also came out, and stood beside Wu Rong, looking at the back of the person who was going away.

Seeing him holding the hand of a beautiful woman, for some reason, Miss Su, who had always been extremely lonely, felt a sense of loss.

She said lightly: "Compared to that person, you are very ordinary, you are too craftsman."

Taking one last look at Xia Fan's back, he turned and walked in.

Wu Rong: "..."

Said I am too craftsman!

It was as if he had been slapped hard, and he was so embarrassed that he couldn't bear it.

He also noticed that Su Qingyun's eyes seemed to be looking at Xia Fan, and he knew that the person she was talking about must be the mysterious violinist on the stage before.

"Strange, why did that person look at Xia Fan? It can't be that kid, he doesn't know anything about the violin."

Xue Yazhi actually bought a violin for Xia Fan at the musical instrument store, and also bought a few study books.

Chen Lizhu sneered at the side:
"Daughter, you are wasting your money. Why don't you give us a good meal. I don't believe this kid can learn to play the violin. It's not bad to let him go to the construction site to pull steel bars."

Xue Yazhi patted Xia Fan lightly on the shoulder: "Don't listen to what my mother said, have confidence in yourself. I don't ask much, as long as you can pull out a few songs I like. You should learn the basic skills well first, don't it disappointed me."

Xia Fan nodded, smiled and remained silent.

He didn't say that he was the mysterious violinist, because...

It takes an appropriate time to show it to be shocking enough!

This time is brewing!
Get out of the musical instrument store and drive home.

Xue Yazhi glanced at Qian Guoguang who was sitting behind through the rearview mirror, and said coldly, "Mom, are we going to take him back too?"

Chen Lizhu was not happy: "What is he? How many times have I told you that he is called Uncle Qian. How old are you, and you have no manners at all. If you don't take him back, where will you take him?"

Xue Yazhi held her breath, but her tone was even colder: "He doesn't want to live in our house, does he?"

Chen Lizhu blushed and was about to speak.

Qian Guoguang quickly said: "Yazhi, you must have misunderstood. Of course I can't live in your house, I have my own place. I just want to send your mother home and go back by myself."

Xue Yazhi nodded lightly and did not speak again.

At this time, Qian Guoguang had already sent a message to Chen Lizhu via WeChat.

The general idea is: I think Infiniti is really a good car, it sits very stably, if it can drive you for a ride, it must be the most wonderful thing in life.

Chen Lizhu smiled and turned back: Don't worry, Lao Qian, I will arrange this matter.

When they got home, as soon as they got out of the car, Chen Lizhu announced something that made both Xia Fan and Xue Yazhi frown.

"Yazhi, Uncle Qian doesn't have a car when he goes back home, let him drive this Infiniti first. Don't worry, he has a license and is an old driver who has been driving for decades."

Xue Yazhi immediately objected: "Mom, we just bought this car."

"So what if I just bought it? Can't I fulfill Mom's little wish? Your Uncle Qian is so kind to me and has taken care of me since we met, so what if I lend him this car to drive for a few days? Not really. Give him the car."

Xue Yazhi was angry about it: "But Xia Fan bought this car."

Chen Lizhu waved her hand.

"Come on, if you didn't give me the money, would he be able to buy this car? Yazhi, Mom worked so hard to bring you up. I just want to borrow a car from you for a few days to drive Uncle Qian so that he can travel more easily. You Don't you even agree to this?"

Xue Yazhi turned pale with anger, just about to refute.

Xia Fan gently pulled her back: "Okay, promise mom, don't make her angry."

He took out the car keys and handed them to Chen Guoguang.

The old guy was still rubbing his hands: "Why are you so embarrassed? Forget it, I don't want it. I'll take Didi back, it's very convenient anyway."

Chen Lizhu grabbed the key and stuffed it into his hand: "Old Qian, you're welcome. We are also our own family, and you can use their car, so let's drive it."

Qian Guoguang smiled brightly: "Okay, then I will take you for a drive sometime, let's have a self-driving tour."

Chen Lizhu's face was full of joy: "It must."

Xue Yazhi was already ashamed to look at it, turned around and walked towards the house, Xia Fan hurriedly followed.

When the two went upstairs, Xue Yazhi rushed into her room angrily.

Xia Fan stopped at the door, hesitating.

Just as he was about to turn around and walk towards his own room, he heard a coquettish voice from inside: "Why are you standing outside, why don't you come in?"

Xia Fan was overjoyed and hurried in.

Then, another order was received: "Close the door!"