"Really? Uncle, is this really possible?" The child was so happy that he jumped up and down. "Uncle, can I invite Sister Mai to play with me?"
He paused.
He didn't know how to answer.
The child thought he was unwilling, and looked disappointed: "Uncle...don't you like Sister Mai?"
He patted the child's little face and said gently: "In the future, I will personally invite Sister Mai to play."
The child's tears turned into laughter.
There were various musical instruments in the attic. The child picked up a guitar, put it down, picked up a violin, and then pressed the keys of the piano. His fingers clicked across the keys, and scattered notes playfully echoed in the night sky.
"Xiaobai, do you like listening to music?"
"like."
"Can I play a song for you?"
"OK."
He played the tune, and the child heard the melody familiarly, but did not know the meaning. He only felt that it was lingering, melodious and melodious. It was so shocking that even the children listened quietly without swaying around, as if they were immersed in the appeal of the music.
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It wasn't until the song ended that she curiously took the violin and played it: "Uncle, do you play the piano every day?"
"If Xiaobai likes to listen, I will play Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf for you..."
"Okay, okay..."
The song "Xi Yang Yang" and "Big Big Wolf" was something he only learned when he was watching cartoons with her these days. Playing it on the violin, it looked very funny, but the child was very happy to hear it and clapped his little hands: "Uncle, I want to learn it."
, I want to learn...can you teach me?"
"Okay, okay, I'll teach Xiaobai. Come on, hold the piano like this, like this... just like this..."
He is extremely patient and takes the trouble to guide his children.
It wasn't until almost half past nine, when it was time for the child to go to bed, that he picked up the child and returned to the room.
Xiaobai stood by the mirror in the room for a while, as if he couldn't bear to take off such a beautiful new dress. Yi Xiangxi took her hand and stood together in front of the mirror.
He squatted down and got face to face with the child: "Xiaobai, did you see? Your eyebrows, nose, eyes, and mouth all look like mine..."
The child giggled: "When Uncle Chocolate came to our house for the first time, he said that I looked a bit like him..."
Xiangxi also smiled. Like Xiaodong?
What's the similarity?
Although he and Liang Xiaodong are identical brothers, their looks are not very similar. Of course, Xiaobai is even less like Xiaodong.
"Xiaobai, look at your ear, do you see it here? There is a mole, just like mine... Look..."
When the child took a closer look, it turned out to be true.
"Hey, does Uncle Chocolate have any moles here? I didn't notice it..."
"Uncle Chocolate also has one. However, Xiaobai only looks like me, but not at all like Uncle Chocolate."
"Well, I don't think so either."
"Xiaobai, do you miss your father?"
The child obviously had not thought about this problem, and was a little childishly confused: "Dad??... Sister Mai said that our father has passed away a long time ago...Uncle, I don't have a father..."
His voice was even gentler: "Do you want to have a father?"
"I...I...I don't know..." The child tilted his head, as if thinking about the benefits of having a father, "When we held parent-teacher conferences, many of my classmates had fathers at home...I don't have a father.