Zhou Lan also belatedly wanted to speed up the progress of prenatal education and wanted the children in Chang Xi's belly to develop in an all-round way.
Jiang Changxi didn't quite appreciate what he heard. Why was he playing around so much? He asked Zhou Lan doubtfully: "Does your Hanlin Academy want to organize activities and also showcase talents?"
Look at the practice program that puts the man in trouble, working overtime. He also thought passionately that the workplace is really not easy to mess around with.
When Zhou Lan faced his own Chang Xi, he had long been accustomed to all kinds of unreliable things, and the corners of his eyes were not slanted: "No, I want Chang Xi to appreciate you."
Then he raised his head and looked at Jiang Changxi affectionately: "I played it for you, my husband." We absolutely cannot admit that this is prenatal education in disguise.
Jiang Changxi was a little touched. This man actually learned how to be romantic. Unfortunately, it just didn't fit her Jiang Changxi style. The ancient music was really nice, but the melody was a bit monotonous. She suggested, "It would be nice if there was a synthesized music."
Zhou Lan really raised his head this time and looked at Chang Xi blankly: "What do you mean?" Forgive him for not understanding the term "synthetic music".
Jiang Changxi explained with a smile: "Ensemble." However, today it was Zhou Lan who was playing the piano for her, so her request was a bit inappropriate and ruined the mood.
Zhou Lan obviously doesn't care about this problem. What does Chang Xi's little wish mean?
Zhou Lan thought for a while, then patted his chest and assured Chang Xi: "This is easy to handle." It can definitely be done, as long as Chang Xi can listen patiently.
Then he called Chang Le over. Even though Chang Le was young, he could play the piano and flute.
Jiang Changxi lamented that he was indeed a highly intelligent person, but there was nothing he could do to embarrass others: "My family is actually so versatile."
Zhou Lanxin said, I'm not bad either. Why am I not so surprised by my wife?
Then one played the piano and the other played the piano. Jiang Changxi was happy to hear this, so he took the lid of the teacup and knocked it twice. Not to mention that he had a good sense of music, he hit the spot.
The lively atmosphere here attracted Mr. Jiang San, his wife and his husband, and the husband even ordered drinks. It was rare for his three disciples to be so cheerful.
The teacher even said that neither of his two disciples had ever coaxed him like this. Let the teacher say, if it hadn't been for today, would he have thought that his three disciples didn't have this feeling at all?
Mr. Jiang San is just happy to see them. If you look at his three children, each one looks more comfortable than the other. Each one is more pleasing to the eye than the last one.
Mrs. Jiang San said to herself that if her husband hadn't been here, she would have picked up the spear and gesticulated to the music.
It can be seen how good the atmosphere is today. Zhou Lanxin said that in such an atmosphere, his children must have all kinds of talents.
Jiang Changxi thought belatedly that Zhou Lan, a bitch, only said nice things to coax her. If he really wanted to play the piano for himself, he would be able to make the formation so big.
Jiang Changxi still understands the mood thing. Some music is suitable for two people to listen to. He snorted in his heart, Zhou Lan, just wait for me.
Naturally, Jiang Changxi would not ruin the atmosphere and just had fun with everyone, but he just looked at Zhou Lan with a deep look in his eyes.
Being stared at by Chang Xi with such loving and deep eyes, Zhou Lan still knew it well and smiled: "Chang Xi likes it, and the children will also like it. Listen to it more, and let the children Chang Xi play more pleasant music in the future."
The teacher was the first to agree: "Yes, if you have more contact with them, the little ones will be good at all six arts in the future."
Mr. Jiang San said: "I will teach my grandchildren to play chess in the future."
A group of people made all sorts of senseless boasts about Jiang Changxi's belly. Jiang Changxi was so stressed that he even forgot that it was Zhou Lan who had done this.
What if the child doesn't learn anything and doesn't behave the same? How will he explain it to his family later? It's such a huge sacrifice.
Zhou Lan was still considerate. When he saw his wife's face, he knew what she was thinking, and cheerfully said: "As long as you are healthy, that's the best."
Then he said: "Chang Xi is pregnant with them. It is already very hard to give birth to them. The rest of the things should be the responsibility of the husband as a father. If you don't learn well, it must be because your husband has not taught you well."
Zhou Lan, as a father and husband, is really responsible, and he was surprised to have to shoulder everything.
Sir, my scalp was numb when I heard it. What was my disciple talking about? Is he so responsible?
Why don't you be more henpecked? Don't think that the old man hasn't noticed that the senior disciples all act based on the expressions of the female disciples.
Mr. Jiang San even comforted Jiang Changxi: "Don't worry, I have a father who will take care of them. He will be no worse than Chang Le."
Mrs. Jiang San even waved her arm and said boldly: "Just take care of yourself, don't worry about the rest."
Jiang Changxi was really comforted, and her family members were so considerate. Of course, as for the child, she is still responsible for it.
After hearing these words, Mr. Jiang said goodbye directly. He spoke loudly, no worse than his junior disciple. He didn't believe this at all. Fortunately, Mr. Jiang San had the nerve to say it, and he was not afraid of the wind flashing his tongue.
.You would be foolish to believe it.
But it was this kind of comfort that made his female disciple laugh heartily. It was obvious that he believed it. Sir, he was sure that the female disciple turned out to be a fool.
Jiang Changxi also thought that if this was really the case, there would indeed be no pressure.
However, it would be better to have less ensembles like this in the future, as they can be very noisy.
Zhou Lan later tried to play for Chang Xi, but he failed, and he never got a good look from Chang Xi.
Chang Le came over to follow and Xini couldn't make Chang Xi relax. Zhou Lan could only touch his nose and admit it, saying to himself that if the children in the future fail in piano art, they can't hope that he, as a father, doesn't work hard enough.
My mother doesn't cooperate.
When there is light snow in the sky, Jiang Changxi doesn't like to go out and walk very much. Her belly is really too big with two children. It's very hard for pregnant women.
Every time Mrs. Jiang San saw Chang Xi's belly, she was filled with worries. She tried to remain calm, but occasionally she still expressed worry: "It's only been a few months, how come the belly is so big until the time of delivery?"
, what it should look like.”
Of course, this was all said when the daughter and uncle were carrying each other on their backs. The couple tossed and turned and couldn't sleep when they thought of this.
It was his daughter, or a little cotton-padded jacket that had not leaked since she was a child. How could Mr. Jiang San not be worried? He also comforted his wife: "We have found a midwife here in the capital. Good luck. Dafu and the others will bring Baoding Mansion with them when they come in a few days."
The best midwife is here, don't worry, it will be fine."
Mr. Jiang San has done all the protection he could think of to give his daughter.
She was her own daughter, and she was pregnant with twins. How could Mrs. Jiang San feel relieved: "I'm going to burn incense to the Empress who gave me the baby, and ask her to appear and bless my son for a safe delivery."
If Master Jiang San's arrangement is rational, then Mrs. Jiang San's thoughts are obviously irrational.