"Hello Uncle Leng!" Shi Tou reached out and shook hands politely with Leng Aotian       ////////////

After everyone sat down and chatted for a while, Shi Tou began to ask Xiao Ai about: "Maomao, how are your sister doing recently?"

"My sister is very good!" Maomao knew that the reason why Shitou came out of the mountains to work hard was actually because of his sister.

But so long has passed, he should have let it go!

After all, where he works, there are so many beautiful women, and he is much more beautiful than his sister.

"It's good if she's good!" Shi Tou smiled, but the smile on his face was a bit bitter.

"By the way, I heard that Xiao Ai's younger brother Bai Chenyi was dead. Have you found the murderer?" Shi Tou asked as if he was curious.

Maomao shook her head: "No, if the murderer was not found, his daughter Xiaoya was also taken away. She searched for a long time but couldn't find it."

"Is that true?" Shi Tou blinked invisibly.

"Do you need my help?" Shi Tou asked.

"My brother-in-law sent a lot of people out to find them, which is not needed for the time being. By the way, let's talk about your situation. It seems that you are doing well now!" Maomao asked.

Facing Maomao's thinking and speaking like a normal person, Shi Tou is actually happy for him.

"The nightclub I worked in before, and the boss behind the scenes might have encountered something, so he was going to buy the nightclub. I just borrowed some money everywhere and bought it. Now the nightclub belongs to me. I can make a lot of money every day." Shi Tou and Maomao were very close, and they didn't hide it when they talked.

But Shi Tou didn't say that the boss behind the nightclub was actually Ou Lan.

"Oh, that's great! Seeing that you have a career now, and I," Maomao said this, feeling a little disappointed.

Leng Aotian only accompanied him silently and did not interrupt.

But at this moment, I suddenly realized that Maomao is actually older, and he also needs career and struggle.

"Didn't you play the piano well before? Why not hold a concert or something? By the way, Xiao Ai's friend Luo Ye is now a super king of moxibustion hands in the entertainment industry. If you ask him for help, you might attract a lot of fans." Shi Tou said with an idea.

Maomao shook his head: "That's definitely not possible. It's too bad to bother him like this. And although I play well, I still learn the piano too late. Compared with those real geniuses, I instantly became a slag."

When Shi Tou heard this, he hurriedly encouraged him, "Why did you say that! I have heard of the piano you play, you play better than those piano masters."

Upon hearing this, although Maomao knew that he was comforting himself, he still felt very happy after hearing this.

"To be honest, Luo Ye is really popular now. If you play the piano or something in his new album, it will definitely cause a sensation. Also, your singing voice is very unique and very nice. You still remember that when you were a child, we often gave you food to you just to coax you to sing for us." Shi Tou became more and more interested in speaking.

As Maomao said this, his memory seemed to be back in the past.

In fact, at that time, only Shi Tou gave him something to eat, and other friends of the same age bullied him.

At that time, he really sang very nicely. Although he only sang children's songs, those friends who like to bully him also liked to listen to them.

"Maomao sings very well?" Leng Aotian finally interrupted.

Shi Tou nodded quickly: "It's simply a sound of nature, mainly because his voice is very special when singing. Otherwise, we will find a KTV that is open during the day and listen to it on the spot!"

"Okay!" Leng Aotian nodded in agreement.

Maomao felt a little embarrassed: "Actually, it's really ordinary. Uncle Leng, don't listen to Shi Tou brag here."

"It's necessary to blow. If it weren't for your good singing, how many beats would you have to be!" Shi Tou glared at him, and he didn't know how talented he had come out.

Maomao smiled, Shi Tou was telling the truth, just because he was stupid and autistic when he was young, and he really had no other strengths except to talk to himself and sing.

At that time, my adoptive father also particularly liked to listen to his singing.

"I tell you, if you hadn't been too autistic at the time, your dad would have planned to send you to a local band to perform with them, so that you could make money and your life would not have been so hard." Shi Tou said.

Maomao pursed her lips, and when she thought of her adoptive father, Maomao felt a lot of regrets.

For him, my adoptive father never got married in his life, and all the money he saved to buy his wife was used to support him.

"When it's Qingming Festival, I want to go back and see my dad!" said Maomao.

"Okay, I'll go back with you then." Shi Tou said.

"The people in the village will probably be envious of us when we go back in such a glorious way!" Shi Tou said with a smile as he walked.

But Maomao couldn't be happy anymore. That miserable adoptive father had never enjoyed any blessings in his life and had a very hard life.

As if seeing Maomao was so unhappy, Shi Tou said, "By the way, I forgot to tell you that your dad once had a sister."

"If you want to repay your kindness, you can find his sister. I think his sister should be married and have children now. Maybe the children are as old as you. If you give birth to a daughter, you will be a couple, which will not be a good reward for your kindness." Shi Tou said.

"Really? My dad has a sister, why did I never know?" Maomao raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"I heard from my mother before that your aunt thought her family was too poor and went out to work very early, but she was very lucky and was sold. So there has been no news for so many years." Shi Tou said.

"Then I must find this aunt." Maomao said.

Leng Aotian heard it aside, and said nothing, but just took out his cell phone and sent a message.

He asked his subordinates to help find Maomao's aunt. Although he was not a relative, he adopted Maomao for his adoptive father back then, which was also a great kindness.

When they arrived at a KTV, the mercenaries who Leng Aotian accompanied were waiting outside the room, and the three of them went in.

Leng Aotian was also looking forward to it, wanting to hear the sound of Maomao singing.

"Maomao, what are you singing? Children's songs?" Shi Tou ordered a song in front.

"I often listen to music, and I can do popular songs now." Maomao sat on the sofa and said to the stone who ordered songs.

Upon hearing this, Shi Tou turned his head and smiled at him: "It's not bad!"

After Shi Tou ordered a song that was recently popular, he turned off the original singer and threw the microphone to Maomao.

Maomao took it and was inexplicably nervous. This was different from singing when he was a child.

He used to have autism, and he sang for himself, even if someone was listening to him, he felt that he was singing for himself.

Moreover, he has never spoken and only lived in his own world.

But now it's different. There are two listeners in this room. He doesn't feel as if he was closed to himself as before. He is very nervous when he thinks that they will hear the songs he sings.

When the music of the accompaniment sounded, Maomao still dared not sing.

Shi Tou was anxious when he watched from the side: "Maomao, sing quickly!"

Maomao's palms were sweating, and it took him a long time to put on a sentence: "Why am I so nervous!"

When Shi Tou heard this, he laughed: "It's just the three of us, do you need to be nervous?"

"Just nervous!"

"Then you treat us as transparent, just like you used to be, you are the only one in your eyes." Shi Tou said.

Maomao tried it, he closed his eyes and began to sing to the rhythm.

At the beginning, the sound was a little wrong and trembled.

Later, as I sang, it went smoothly, and the sound became much more natural.

Leng Aotian sat on the sofa and heard the sound of Maomao singing naturally, it was really like the sound of nature, as if there was a magical power, which made people feel that the song could touch people's hearts and was so beautiful that it was indescribable.

After staying at the base for so long, Leng Aotian did not realize that Maomao's singing sounded so nice.

"How is it?" Shi Tou said to Leng Aotian from the side.

"Indeed, Maomao has a talent in this area, and her voice is so beautiful." Leng Aotian looked intoxicated.

After listening to the songs sung by Maomao, Leng Aotian also decided to support Maomao to debut as a singer, and he could not bury his talent.

After returning to the manor, Leng Aotian and Xiao Ai talked about this.

Xiao Ai was surprised: "Really? I have heard my brother sing, and his voice sounds nice, but I didn't notice it as unique as you said!"

Leng Aotian took out his phone and recorded the sound of Maomao singing in KTV.

Xiao Ai was shocked when he heard this.

"He wasn't so devoted to singing before. It turns out that after he was involved, the sound he heard was very different from that sense of rhythm. And he seemed to have entered his musical world, which was really amazing." Xiao Ai couldn't help but sigh that his brother's singing sound was really nice.

"Then do you agree with his debut as a singer?" Leng Aotian asked.

"Of course I agree. This is a gift given to him by God, and there is no waste. Besides, his singing is so nice that everyone can appreciate it." Xiao Ai smiled, really ignoring his younger brother's talent.

At this time, Maomao pursed her lips and said, "Actually, I'm afraid that I will be nervous if I go on stage."

"As your friend said, when you sing, you treat the audience as transparent, and you fantasize about the musical world where you are the only one, you are the only one." Leng Aotian said.

Maomao thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll give it a try."

Dongfang Wei felt a little unhappy when he saw Maomao and Leng Aotian getting along so well.

"Maomao, why not pay for you to make an album to help you succeed in your debut." Dongfang Wei interrupted.

Maomao smiled, not knowing how to respond.

"Why wait for my husband to come back and ask him. He may understand. After all, the albums are not as popular as the previous market. Everyone seems to be accustomed to listening to music online." Xiao Ai said with a smile.
Chapter completed!