"Baby, call again." Yue Qin coaxed the recording with his mobile phone in his hand.
Mr. Kang was already autistic, and he was screaming when his brain was pumping.
His brain was pumping, but no one was sick!
Usually, he always thinks that the other party is a stupid big man, but every time it is a joke, but this time, he thinks that the other party is really sick, so he humiliated and called his father in a humiliating way.
Isn't this dad worth 40,000 to 50,000 yuan? Isn't it worth 450,000 yuan to be worthy of him
As a result, this person actually took him away, and he was completely unprepared to go back and ask for money. He shouted in vain!
Just thinking about this, President Kang made his cheeks hurt.
Mr. Kang is not ready to deal with this stupid big man at all. He can speak now. Now that he can speak, he can find a way to contact people who are worthy of his trust.
However, the housekeeper's affairs also taught him a lesson. In this age of knowing who knows the face but not the heart, he can't expose himself casually later, but he must first make sure that the other party is trustworthy.
Mr. Kang made a trust list in his mind. Fortunately, he had enough friends and girlfriends since he was a child, so there are always a few he can trust.
And at this time, the silly dad next to him was still happy—
"Baby, will you go back and call Mommy later?"
"Mom must really want to hear you call her."
Mr. Kang looked at the back of the chair expressionlessly. Tonight, he had to get the couple's mobile phone.
"Baby, read to daddy—mom—"
Mr. Kang continued to stare at the back of the car, as if he couldn't hear the stupid big man talking.
Yueqin looked at his son's appearance and was happy: "Baby, you can understand what Dad is saying, don't you?"
Can't understand, can't understand.
"Dad bought you a present too today."
Not uncommon, not uncommon.
What has he Kang Yue done before? Kang Yue was obsessed with all kinds of toys when he was a child. There was a villa next to him where he built toys. It is no exaggeration to say that before entering this body, there were only things he didn't want in this world, and nothing he couldn't get.
The car stopped in the parking lot of the community, Yue Qin got out of the car and went to the back row, and continued: "It seems that Dad has to use a big move."
Kang Yue was expressionless as he quietly watched this silly dad perform. If he didn't believe him, he just didn't call. What else could the other party do!
"Squeak, squeak~" Yue Qin sighed and began to scratch his son's itch.
The child laughed uncontrollably.
Excessive! unacceptable! Yue Qin was out of breath with laughter, and the other party stopped.
Yue Qin took his son out with one hand and the dish with the other: "Baby, admit defeat."
Mr. Kang gritted his teeth. If it wasn't for the thick skin and thick flesh of the person in front of him, it might not hurt to bite. He really wanted to bite him.
It is impossible to call people, and it is impossible to call people in this life.
Before, he was willing to call people, purely because the shouting cost 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.
Capitalists can break the law and commit crimes for the sake of profit. It is not a big deal for him to call his father for the sake of profit.
Yue Qin didn't know that his son had a capitalist mentality, so he returned home with the child.
"Dad is going to cook, can you sit here and play with toys?"
Kang was put in a child seat.
In the kitchen, the man skillfully washed and steamed rice, and then he was very happy while humming and chopping vegetables.
Mr. Kang carefully flipped out of the child seat, walked to the sofa next to him, and got the other party's mobile phone.
However... the phone requires a passcode.
President Kang frowned. He usually didn't pay attention to the other party's mobile phone password, so he put it in again.
At this moment, the door opened and Xia Sheng came back—
Yueqin immediately came out of the kitchen, untied his apron, and said excitedly, "Wife!"
"Ah?" Xia Sheng was a little strange: "What's wrong?"
Mr. Kang knows why, this prodigal man is happy to spend 25,000 to buy a piano! Planning to give his wife a surprise, Mr. Kang felt that this was a shock!
President Kang immediately moved the small bench to the living room, sat down, and was ready to see the prodigal man being scolded, preferably with two fists.
Mr. Kang always felt that this weak and weak young mother might be able to knock out this prodigal old man with a single punch.
It would be great to see this scene.
Kang looked expectantly-
Qin Yue covered his wife's eyes and took his wife to the study next to him—
"Dangdangdang-"
"The first piano of the greatest pianist in the future!" The brawny man of about 1.9 meters, like a teenager, gave the gift he had saved to buy to his sweetheart.
Is this still that stupid guy
Mr. Kang couldn't wait to get a notebook and write down this technique, so that he could use it in pursuit of his girlfriend in the future.
Xia Sheng was stunned for a moment, then hugged her husband fiercely the next second.
Mr. Kang said in his heart, woman, you have to see the essence through the phenomenon, he didn't discuss it with you, he just spent 25,000! Look at your family's situation, he still spends so much money! This poor man!
There is also a letter on the piano.
Xia Sheng picked it up—
"Wife, today the teacher asked about our wish. You said that your dream is to be a pianist like Lang Lang. When Lao Liu asked me about my dream, in order to avoid his brain hemorrhage, I didn't say it. In fact, my dream is I have a family with you. I will start saving money today. I hope that when you realize my dream, I can buy you a piano and help you realize your dream. Your 18-year-old husband, Yue Qin. "
"I was saving money in high school, and then there was always something going on that would consume that money."
Two people spend money on falling in love, get married, spend money on having children, and spend money on children's illness, each of which consumes the money he saves for his sweetheart's dream, just like consuming his sweetheart's dream.
"I know your dream is to be a pianist, not teaching a bunch of kids to read fafafa in an art center, and a kid who keeps saying hua—"
"This is our first piano, and there will be a second, a third."
Due to the peculiarity of their son's condition, the two people's money has always been divided into several shares. Their own and their son's pension, and the son's education fund, dreams are extravagant to them.
Yueqin also went to pick up some orders for hitchhikers before, and this is the money he saved. He thought about it, now that he doesn't have a high-paying main business, maybe more than 20,000 yuan should not be spent.
But if you think about it this way, and you will think about it every time in the future, when will you be able to buy your first piano back
Xia Sheng couldn't say a word, she just hugged her husband tightly, something in her heart trembled gently and she was happy.
Yueqin hugged his son who had a head sticking out of the door: "Let's listen to mother play the piano!"
Xia Sheng wiped her tears, sat in front of the piano, tried the sound, and then started to play.
It wasn't the first time that Mr. Kang had listened to piano music, and he didn't even have expectations for the young mother in front of him. After all, the impression this woman gave him was either taking the child to a special school, knocking someone unconscious with one punch, or teaching him in the classroom. A group of kids sing along to the beat, it's all too far from a pianist.
However, when she sat down, there was an air in her straight frame that he had never seen before.
Fingers fluttered, and music flowed silently through the room.
The music fell into the child's ears with ease, causing shudders.
The shivering feeling spread along the blood, and finally poured into his heart, and the heartbeat became fast and powerful, like waves of raging waves beating his chest fiercely.
At the end of the song, the father and son were immersed in Xia Sheng's piano music, and neither of them said a word.
The room seemed to be filled with a special emotion. President Kang couldn't tell what this emotion was. He just felt that the air in the whole room was very relaxing to breathe.
At this moment, a loud voice came from upstairs—
"Whose pot is burnt?"
The author has something to say: Little Theater
President Ba: As expected of a piano teacher who can knock people unconscious with one punch!