Fang Chi looked at Sun Wenqu for a long time, turned to the second floor, went to his grandfather's house and took down his erhu.

Grandpa has always liked these things, such as erhu, Jinghu, etc., but it is not very useful now, but it is wiped and touched every day and is well maintained.

When he was carrying the erhu downstairs, he saw Sun Wenqu already sitting on the sofa, leaning against him, stretching his legs long. This is his common posture that he can see every time he goes to Sun Wenqu.

At first glance, I felt that this person was too lazy to hibernate by covering a quilt.

But today is a little different. Maybe because I drank alcohol, I was more energetic than usual and looked more...a lot more pleasing to the eye.

"You really know?" Fang Chi handed over the Erhu, but still didn't believe it.

"I tell you, these are the things that are very good at pretending," Sun Wenqu took the erhu, and casually stepped on his leg, pulling two notes, "I can do it."

Fang Chi didn't say anything anymore. Sun Wenqu's style was at least quite standard in the eyes of laymen.

"Grandpa, your erhu hasn't moved for half a year, right?" Sun Wenqu took out his cell phone, "I have to adjust the strings first."

"It's been more than half a year, almost a year." Grandpa looked at him with a smile.

"The piano is pretty good," Sun Wenqu gently moved the piano code and pressed the phone a few more times, "But if you put it down, your skin will collapse..."

Sun Wenqu’s mobile phone actually had tuning software installed. Fang Chi felt that his understanding of Sun Wenqu was refreshed again.

After he adjusted the tone and sat upright, he pulled out a short song, Fang Chi leaned against the wall with his arms in his arms, looking at Sun Wenqu, who was no longer nestling on the sofa like a snake.

"What do grandma want to hear?" Sun Wenqu sat on the wooden bench at home.

I have known Sun Wenqu for a while. This is the first time Fang Chi has seen him seriously and seriously doing something with a normal attitude.

"How could I know? I usually hear his grandfather messing around." Grandma said with a smile.

"You can do it for two casual periods." Grandpa sat down on the sofa.

"Then..." Sun Wenqu turned to look at Fang Chi, "Do you want to hear anything?"

Fang Chi's understanding of the erhu was limited to the range of "Grandpa has the erhu" and "Grandpa sometimes plays the erhu". After asking this suddenly, he didn't know what to say.

"I don't understand either," Fang Chi held it in for a long time and tried to say, "Horse racing?"

"Oh," Sun Wenqu smiled, "Can you still say that horse racing? Then you know a little, if you really don't understand, you will definitely be able to get Erquan Yingyue."

"I really don't understand." Fang Chi smiled.

"I haven't touched this thing for a year, too..." Sun Wenqu tsk.

"Then it's a simple matter." Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu didn't say anything, lowered his head and tried the sound a few times, and then said as if he was determined: "Okay, just race the horse."

Except for grandpa, Fang Chi had basically never heard of other erhus. To be honest, grandpa's erhu is very confusing, so grandma probably likes to listen to it. Anyway, he has never heard it well.

I used to think that Erhu was just meaningless, but when Sun Wenqu was silent for a while and suddenly shook his bow and pulled out the first sentence, he raised his head suddenly.

He said horse racing casually, and he couldn't remember where he heard it, but he could tell that the song was very familiar and had heard it in many places.

But this was the first time I watched how the notes jumped out of the strings of the fingers at such a close distance, and Sun Wenqu, who has always been careless, was in the fingers at the fingers.

This feeling cannot be simply described as a summary by surprise. He could only look at Sun Wenqu quietly and listen to this familiar song that had another feeling at this moment.

Sun Wenqu's fingers were very long. When he pressed his left hand on the string, he attracted his eyes like a finger dancing. When he was halfway through the song, he threw away the bow and plucked the index finger of his right hand on the string. The sound of horse hooves jumping out. Fang Chi's eyes kept following his fingers uncontrollably.

This is the first time Fang Chi listened to an erhu song so seriously, sometimes majestic and unrestrained, sometimes cheerful, and can understand the light, heavy, and strength.

Finally, when the song ended with the neighing of a horse, he had not yet come to his senses. He heard his grandfather's cheers, so he quickly patted his hands.

"I can't tell," Grandpa raised his thumb at Sun Qu, "Young man is really not simple."

"It's so good!" Grandma said with a smile, "his grandpa probably won't play the erhu anymore in the future. He is not as good as a bastard's classmate."

"He is not my classmate." Fang Chi sighed.

"I'm nervous and sweating," Sun Wenqu pulled his clothes with a smile. "I haven't sat so straight for many years, and my back is about to get cramps."

"Let's have another song." Fang Chi said.

"Hmm?" Sun Wenqu turned to look at him.

"It sounds... good." Fang Chi suddenly felt a little embarrassed and raised his hand and rubbed his nose.

Sun Wenqu smiled and looked down at Qin. It seemed that he was thinking about another song. Just when Fang Chi thought he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly put down Qin.

"I..." Sun Wenqu's voice was a little low, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Stomach pain?" Fang Chi was shocked.

"Did you drink strawberry wine?" Grandpa was also nervous.

"No, no, no," Sun Wenqu waved his hand quickly, "I guess I have a little cold... I'll take it for you to play with if I have time in the future."

"Let's have a break early," said grandma, "the children in this city are so delicate. They must have caught a cold last night!"

Sun Wenqu chatted with his grandparents for a while, then took the clothes to take a shower.

Fang Chi went upstairs to his room and took out all the quilts and so on.

Based on his understanding of Sun Shuiqu, this person must have had a cold or even discomfort. It should be that some nerve was wrong and suddenly got fucked.

Fang Chi took his bedding and was about to take it to the living room downstairs, Sun Wenqu entered the house.

"Grandpa and grandma have gone to bed very early. I think they are all back to the house?" Sun Wenqu said.

"Well, I got up at less than four in the morning," Fang Chi smiled, "How can I not go to bed early?"

"I just fell asleep at four o'clock," Sun Wenqu yawned, "Where are you going?"

"Go downstairs." Fang Chi said.

"Are you sleeping on the sofa?" Sun Wenqu looked at him, "The sofa in your house is too narrow. You will definitely roll down in the middle of the night when you sleep on it."

"I sleep honestly and don't move around." Fang Chi also glanced at him.

"Is that right?" Sun Wenqu smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Do you see if the bedding is enough? I'll take it for you if it is not enough." Fang Chi didn't answer his words and took the things downstairs.

Just as he put the bedding on the sofa downstairs, Sun Wenqu poked his head out from the stairs: "Hey, Fang Xiaochi."

"Hmm?" Fang Chi turned his head.

"Is there a rooftop outside the door of your house?" Sun Wenqu asked him.

"Yes, just open the door and go out, there are chairs and tables." Fang Chi said.

"The actual situation of the sales contract requires additional terms," ​​Sun Wenqu still poked his head, "Do you agree?"

Fang Chi looked at him without saying anything.

Sun Wenqu was happy: "Okay, the service contract needs to be added according to the actual situation. Do you agree?"

"Tell me," Fang Chi spoke.

"Come up and chat with me for a while," Sun Wenqu whispered, "Isn't it my life to let me sleep now?"

"Don't you catch a cold?" Fang Chi glanced at him with a squinted eyes, "You have to rest quickly."

"Where is the dignity of the slave owner," Sun Wenqu patted his pants and turned the stairs twice. "You can find out if you have dropped your place?"

Fang Chi sighed, took his thermos and walked over: "Go up."

There is a rooftop on the second floor, which can be accessed from Fang Chi's room and backyard. The main function is to dry clothes and quilts, and it also has different dishes that change with the seasons, such as beans, cabbage, and dried bitter melon.

Fang Chi put a set of iron-made tables and chairs on the rooftop, but it is rare to use them a few times a year. He came back from the summer vacation and died of sunbathing and froze to death after the winter vacation.

I sat here with Sun Wenqu today, which is the most formal use.

"Your backyard is really a waste," Sun Wenqu lay on the railing and looked down, "This big yard is used as a warehousing."

"How else can an old man and an old lady in the countryside use it?" Fang Chi took a sip of hot tea, "It's always like this."

"If this is my yard," Sun Wenqu pointed downstairs, "firstly make the ground, plant a circle of grass, put a swing there, set a rack on it, and plant something that can climb vines."

Fang Chi didn't say anything.

"Then you can plant flowers there," Sun Wenqu continued to arrange, "No flower pots are needed. It's boring. Just get a few tires and put them in soil. There are no good flowers. Just a small wild flower, which is like a large area of ​​blooming."

"Don't you have a yard at home," said Fang Chi, "Just do it yourself."

Sun Wenqu tsk: "My yard is too small. Besides, I'm too tired to do it myself. One day I can find such a big yard when I'm free, so I'll ask a few people to get it for me."

"Aren't you quite idle now?" Fang Chi said.

Sun Wenqu leaned against the railing and looked at him.

"If I want to say the wrong thing, just remind me directly," Fang Chi pushed his legs and slid back with the man and the chair. "Don't suddenly get fucked."

Sun Wenqu laughed and sat next to him: "I said nothing wrong, I'm just quite idle."

"You can draw, write, play the erhu, etc., and it takes a lot of time to learn these things," Fang Chi said, thinking about it and adding, "It's really awesome."

"Are you awesome?" Sun Wenqu sighed softly.

"Well, it takes a lot of time to learn any of these things," Fang Chi was really impressed by him. "I didn't expect you to have so many things."

"So what?" Sun Wenqu smiled, leaned back on the chair, with his hands on his arms.
To be continued...