Just before Zhou Zhou was about to close his eyes and go to sleep, the system suddenly appeared and crackled about the information he had just found out.
[Host, I just checked. Do you know why your mother fell ill today? It is indeed that woman Liao Yue. She sent a text message to your mother. She is indeed a bad woman. 】
After listening to the system's words, Su Mianmian's sleepiness disappeared instantly, and her little face was bulging with anger. She knew that her mother would not get sick for no reason.
"She's a big bad guy." Su Mianmian didn't want to shout this time. Every time Liao Yue contacted her mother, her mother would get sick.
Although the system is a little angry, it is more proud: [The host has seen it, I can inquire about many things, and I am your golden finger at the critical moment. 】
Zhou Porridge didn't understand what the system meant. He blinked slowly, still a little curious: "Uncle System is so awesome, but how did you know, Uncle System, that the bad guy sent a text message to my mother?"
[Of course I snuck into your mother’s phone~]
Zhou Zhou didn't know how to sneak into the phone, and looked confused. The system didn't know how to explain it to the three-and-a-half-year-old host. Fortunately, Zhou Zhou didn't ask any questions.
The main reason was that Zhou Zhou was tired after playing for a day, and fell asleep not long after mumbling. The next day was the weekend, but Zhou Zhou had already gotten up at the usual time.
"Little miss, the piano teacher is here." After breakfast, Aunt Zhou led the piano teacher in.
Zhou Zhou said hello to the teacher obediently, and then started studying piano all morning.
The piano teacher was a very strict old lady. Every time Zhou Zhou made a mistake, she would slap Zhou Zhou's palm hard with a ruler with a straight face.
Zhou Zhou was not that kind of talented little girl. Her chubby little hand was slapped several times and tears rolled in her eyes.
The system feels a little distressed after following the little girl for so long: [Host, this piano is so difficult to learn, why don’t we forget about it? 】
"No, Ji Yangyang can play the piano." Zhou Zhou's stubborn tears rolled in his eyes but did not flow out.
Because Ji Yangyang can play the piano, Zhou Zhou also learned it normally. If he loses to Ji Yangyang, his mother will get sick again.
The piano lesson lasted four hours. After finishing the lesson, Aunt Zhou immediately came over with a small medicine box and sighed while applying medicine to Zhou Zhou's palms.
"Madam is really getting more and more crazy."
Ji Yangyang must know how to cook Zhou Zhou, and he must do it better than Ji Yangyang, but every child's talent is different.
Aunt Zhou sighed again: "I don't know when Mr. Zhou will come back."
Zhou Zhou had held back his tears, but his eyes were still a little red. He said seriously: "Dad has gone to work. Zhou Zhou has to take good care of his mother at home."
Aunt Zhou rubbed Zhou Porridge's head: "Zhou Porridge is awesome." But she couldn't help but sigh again.
"The little lady is still a child."
Liao Wen didn't arrange anything for Zhou Zhou in the afternoon, and Liao Wen was in good condition today. Zhou Zhou breathed a sigh of relief and said to Aunt Zhou before going to the opposite side to find Lu Zhixi.
Mrs. Lu is not at home today, saying she went shopping with her little sisters. Lu Zhixi is reading at home alone.
"What story do you want to hear?" Lu Zhixi took out the storybook from the bookshelf.
Zhou Zhou also sat down on the sofa obediently: "Any story is fine."
Lu Zhixi opened the book and found the story he told last time and continued to tell it. Zhou Zhou leaned his head and listened attentively. Usually only Lu Zhixi would tell stories to her.
Fairy tales are not long, and a story can be told in about ten minutes.
One story came to an end, and Lu Zhixi was about to turn over the book and continue with the next story when he heard Su Mianmian suddenly speak.
"It would be great if I could be as smart as brother Xixi."
Lu Zhixi raised his eyes and frowned slightly.
Zhou Zhou propped his head up, with a hint of darkness in his bright eyes before: "If I were smarter, I wouldn't lose to Ji Yangyang, I could practice the piano well, and my mother wouldn't get sick."
The little girl's series of words contained a bit of grievance.
Lu Zhixi was silent for a while, then rubbed the little girl's head for a long time: "But Zhou Zhou is also very smart."
"Not smart." The little girl was very stubborn: "Brother Xixi is really smart."
"I have been learning the piano for a long time this morning and I still can't learn it. It would be great if I could be smarter and be able to play the piano and read stories like brother Xixi. Then my mother's illness would be cured quickly."
"Let me teach Zhou Zhou how to play the piano." Lu Zhixi suddenly said. He put down the fairy tale book in his hand and took Zhou Zhou's hand.
Lu Zhixi can also play the piano, but unlike Zhou Zhou who was arranged to learn it, Lu Zhixi's mother casually asked last year what instrument she wanted to learn, and Lu Zhixi also casually replied "Piano".
It was so simple to settle down, and Lu Zhixi didn't regret it in the middle, and took a few lessons from time to time as a hobby.
Lu Zhixi's piano teacher once thought that Lu Zhixi was very talented and persuaded Lu Zhixi to take more lessons. Unfortunately, Lu Zhixi was not interested, and Lu's mother did not interfere in Lu Zhixi's decision.
There is plenty of sunshine in the piano room, and there are flowers picked by Mother Lu this morning in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Lu Zhixi first played a piece of music for Zhou Zhou. Zhou Zhou had not learned it yet, but he thought it sounded very good.
A song fell.
Zhou Zhou was even more frustrated: Brother Xixi plays the piano very well too."
Lu Zhixi only studied for one more year than Zhou Zhou, but Lu Zhixi's talent is much better than Zhou Zhou's.
Lu Zhixi rubbed Zhou Zhou's head: "Don't stress too much."
"Congee, we don't need to rely on the piano. The piano is just a tool for us to relax, just like playing games."
Zhou Zhou seemed to understand but hesitated for a while: "But my mother will be unhappy if she doesn't play the piano well. Ji Yangyang plays the piano very well."
If you meet Ji Yangyang playing the piano next time, Liao Yue casually says a few words and Liao Wen will let Zhou Zhou compete with Ji Yangyang. As long as Zhou Zhou loses, Liao Wen will get sick when she goes home.
Lu Zhixi was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "Zhou Zhou, let me teach you a powerful piece of music. You can play that piece of music in the next competition."
"But the teacher said that we must first learn the basic skills well." Zhou Zhou hesitated because the teacher who taught her piano was very strict.
"Does Zhou Zhou want to be a pianist in the future?" Lu Zhixi asked sideways.
Zhou Zhou's little head suddenly shook like a rattle. She hated playing the piano.
"Then we only need to play one piece of music to beat Ji Yangyang." Lu Zhixi rubbed Zhou Zhou's head again. Zhou Zhou's hair was soft, just like Zhou Zhou's personality.
Zhou Zhou was also persuaded by Lu Zhixi, but...
"The teacher will be angry." Zhou Zhou's little face wrinkled into a ball. When the teacher was angry, he would slap his palms, which was very painful.
And every time the teacher hit her, Aunt Zhou would not say anything. Although she would comfort her when helping her apply medicine, she would also say that a strict teacher makes a good disciple. Zhou Zhou didn't understand the meaning of that sentence, but he felt particularly aggrieved.
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Zhou Chou's piano teacher was specially hired by Zhou Chow's father, Zhou Heng, at a great expense and favor. He had taught many talented pianists, so Zhou Chou, who had only mediocre talent, was particularly clumsy in her eyes.
"Then change a teacher." Lu Zhixi answered without hesitation: "What we need is to beat Ji Yangyang, not to win awards in the country, and not to play piano as our main career in the future, so there is no need."
Zhou Zhou's eyes suddenly brightened, and he looked at Lu Zhixi with admiration.
"But will dad agree?" Zhou Zhou was a little confused.
Although it was Liao Wen who asked her to learn the piano, it was Zhou Heng who found the teacher at home. Later, the teacher came to teach every week, and Liao Wen never took care of her when she got sick from time to time.
"Uncle Zhou will agree." Lu Zhixi rubbed Zhou Zhou's head and was sure.
The two families are close to each other, and the elders have always been in contact with each other. In addition to the relationship between the two children, Lu Zhixi and Zhou Heng see each other often.
Zhou Heng undoubtedly loved Zhou Congee and was an enlightened parent. He compromised on many things because of Liao Wen's condition.
Zhou Zhou nodded vaguely, and Lu Zhixi also breathed a sigh of relief.
All afternoon, Lu Zhixi and Zhou Zhou practiced the piece they just played over and over again.
Lu Zhixi was not like the piano teacher who would look at her with a stern face and frown whenever he made a mistake, and Zhou Zhou was not that repelled by playing the piano, but he still didn't like it much.
Moreover, the Lu family also has small cakes prepared by aunt, and there are small cakes to eat after playing the piano.