"This time I got a lot of tea from the forest farm, so that we can have morning tea at home." Lin Xiyan put down the teacup and looked at the two of them and said.

"You are not afraid that we cows chew peonies, and we don't know how to appreciate them!" Hua Banzhi said with a funny look at him.

"Drinking tea is to understand it. How many people do you think know how to taste tea?" Lin Xiyan looked at her and said in a gentle tone, "Dinner is lacking tea, as if it lacks soul."

"Then why are you wronging yourself? We don't drink it, and we can't stop you!" Hua Banzhi said with a frown when she heard this.

"A family can't eat alone, right?" Lin Xiyan looked at them casually and said, "You have to adapt to the local customs." He smiled and said, "It's over and there is no need to worry about it!"

Hua Banzhi smiled and said, "You can make tea now." He quickly said, "Don't be there tonight, I'm afraid I can't sleep."

"Morning tea, no one says late tea." Lin Xiyan looked at her and chuckled, picked up the teacup and sucked it gently.

Hua Banzhi picked up the teacup and drank the water in one go, and stood up.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xiyan quickly moved away the teacup, raised his eyes and said to her.

"I'll cut side dishes!" Hua Banzhi looked at him and pointed at the teacup in his hand and said, "Be careful that the water will sprinkle."

"Oh!" Lin Xiyan hurriedly put down the teacup, "I'll do it, you sit down."

"Don't fight for this." Hua Banzhi turned around and went to the kitchen, took out the pickles from the jar, cut them into shreds, diced them, and placed them on a plate.

At this time, the porridge was almost cooked. Lin Xiyan and Zhou Guangming came in together and brought the bowls and chopsticks to serve the rice.

After dinner, the three of them moved the table and stool from the center and placed it by the wall.

"Where is the Erhu?" Zhou Guangming looked at Lin Xiyan and asked.

"I'll get it." Lin Xiyan walked towards his bedroom, leaned a little to bring the erhu and said, "It's been a long time since I played the erhu."

"You are busy teaching Chen Chuan, so where can you have time?" Hua Banzhi looked at him and smiled.

"Don't make excuses for yourself, you should write a song often in the future and don't let it catch ashes." Lin Xiyan sat down and pulled up the song "Blue Danube".

"I seem to have heard of this!" Zhou Guangming sat at the Eight Immortals table and looked at him.

"I've heard of it, has it been heard in the club?" Lin Xiyan asked as he looked at him.

"No!" Zhou Guangming reached out and tapped his head, "I remembered that what I vaguely heard when I was in school was this tune."

"School?" Lin Xiyan raised his eyebrows and thought, "It was also a dance party, but it came from the phonograph."

Zhou Guangming looked at his index finger and rubbed his nose, "Uncle, I can't do this song! What should I do?"

"What will you do?" Lin Xiyan asked looking at him.

"You can "Sing the Motherland" and be proud and proud..." Zhou Guangming said with his fingers.

Hua Banzhi complained in her heart: These are all red songs, and it is not good to do dance music.

Lin Xiyan's eyes were flowing, and he obviously realized this. Now he had to find a simpler one, "What do you know except for the songs of G's life?"

"What do I know?" Zhou Guangming thought carefully and scratched his head, "It seems that there is no one that meets the requirements of his uncle."

"How is that?" Lin Xiyan's eyes flicked and took the paper brush from the desk to write the brief score, pushed it in front of him, "Can this be true?"

Zhou Guangming looked at it and said, "I'll try it?"

Hua Banzhi looked at Jianpu with confusion on her face, narrowing her eyes slightly, this is...

Slide out of Zhou Guangming's finger: it shines and shines, and the sky is filled with small stars.

Hua Banzhi lowered her head, clenched her fists and coughed lightly. She really didn't know how to express her mood at this moment.

"What's wrong? I feel uncomfortable?" Lin Xiyan looked at her with concern and asked.

"No, no." Hua Banzhi raised her head and looked at him and shook her head slightly.

"Why do you cough well?" Lin Xiyan looked at her worriedly and said.

"I have itchy throat, and I may eat a lot of pickles at night." Hua Banzhi said casually when she looked at him.

"I won't let you eat that much." Lin Xiyan said, looking at her drowsyly.

"I will not be greedy for a moment." Hua Banzhi said quickly, and her attitude of admitting her mistakes was very good.

"Uncle, how do you feel now?" Zhou Guangming looked at him and said, "This is easy to learn."

Lin Xiyan looked at him and praised, "No, good, it's already very smooth." He said, and stood up, walked to Hua Banzhi, bent down very gracefully and stretched out his hand, "Please!"

Hua Banzhi held his hand and stood up and said, "Explanation first! I don't know anything at all." She really doesn't know.

"I'll teach you." Lin Xiyan held her hand and walked to the center of the living room, starting with his posture.

It is said that the beauty under the lamp, Hua Banzhi looked at Lin Xiyan in front of her carefully. She knew that he was good-looking, but on such a quiet night, at such a close distance, the skin texture was clearly visible, and the fluff on his face had never been missed. He was indeed beautiful.

A pair of black and shiny eyes were clear and quiet, which greatly highlighted his calm and easy-going side, making people easily feel his kindness.

But this music is better, Hua Banzhi closed her eyes and thought it was childlike.

"What are you thinking?" Lin Xiyan blinked and looked at her in the air.

"Nothing?" Hua Banzhi shook her head slightly.

"What's there?" Lin Xiyan's beautiful black eyes looked at her quietly, with a gentle look on her eyes, and as always, she showed the helpless expression of "I really can't do you" familiar to Hua Banzhi, and she felt even more aggrieved.

"Okay! OK!" Hua Banzhi surrendered, "I want to say that this kind of dance is really a powerful tool for protecting the media." He casually found an excuse.

Lin Xiyan curled the corners of his lips and smiled, "Let's start!"

After setting up his posture, Lin Xiyan looked at her affectionately and said, "Come and follow my steps."

Rub... Rub... The movement is very gentle, "Don't be nervous, relax, look at your whole body tight."

Although Hua Banzhi had never eaten pork, she had seen the pig leave. She knew that what Lin Xiyan taught her was Sang San.

She has always been flexible, but she keeps stepping on his feet, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm stepping on you again."

Lin Xiyan pursed her lips tightly and endured the pain, "It's okay."

"I don't feel as smooth as the big yangko dances." Hua Banzhi looked at him embarrassedly and said, "Why do you feel clumsy and don't know where to go?"

"It's the pressure I brought to you." Lin Xiyan blinked his eyelashes and said calmly as he looked at her.

"I feel a little afraid of anything." Hua Banzhi looked at him and smiled.

"Don't look at my feet, just look at me, just follow me." Lin Xiyan said softly with his eyes down at her, with a happy smile on his face.
Chapter completed!