On the stone table in front of this sixty-seven-year-old sitting woman, there is a piano with five strings. The body of the piano is black, so black that there is no gloss at all. Under the strings are three pieces of round black jade. , It seems that this piano has eyes, and it still has three eyes.
The shape of this violin seems a little strange, one end is made of a beast head, and the other end is a beast tail, you can't tell what kind of beast it is.
The beast's eyes were closed tightly, and its tail was tucked into life. It looked like it was just asleep, not knowing when it would wake up.
The middle-aged beauty looked at the piano, then looked at the old woman, gritted her teeth, her expression was obviously a hatred of iron and steel.
"You talk about you, but it's just a piece of music. You have practiced for so long, and you still don't even know how to play it proficiently! How does your brain grow?"
Her tone of reprimanding the old woman didn't seem to be treating her elders at all, even if the old woman looked more than twenty years older than her.
The old woman's expression at this time is also a bit aggrieved, her eyes are a little red, and her tone is pitiful, "How can this be said to be just a piece of music? You know, this is not an ordinary piece of music. ."
"Even if it is not ordinary! You have been practicing for decades! Dogs can listen to it well, right? You are an individual, a person with a brain, and now you play this tune even intermittently? Intermittent piano music, It won’t be able to exert one percent of its power! What's the point of doing this for you?"
"Then you don't let me practice!" The old woman yelled a little frustratedly, "I have said that I have no interest in playing the piano, and you have seen it, I don't have the slightest talent, I said. I can't practice, why do you have to force me to practice?"
The middle-aged woman was so angry that her chest was undulating, and her eyes burst into flames, "Do you think I would let you practice? If I can, I will leave this errand to someone else, even if My internal strength has not been abolished, and I can play it by myself. Why do I want you to come? Isn't it because you are my daughter?"
Such a woman of about 40 years old said to an old woman in her 60s and 70s that she is a mother. This picture looks so weird, but neither of these two women seem to be joking.
Moreover, looking at their dialogue and expressions, one can also see the difference in identities.
The middle-aged woman trains the old woman's tone and expression, really like a mother.
"Your own internal strength has been abolished, and you can find someone else, who, didn't you and the city lord still have a nasty seed? You let her practice!" The old woman stood up on the ground, and she looked still. There are some children's indignation and grievances, and her wrinkled face looks a bit at odds.
"you-"
The middle-aged woman raised her hand and threw it towards her face.
With a slap, she slapped the old woman.
"Don't forget where you are standing now. You are standing on the land of the central city. You still dare to say a word from the city lord? Also, that's your sister—"
"My old Fengzhu's face has a sister who looks like a girl?" A string of turbid tears flowed from the old woman's eyes, "Then why do you say that I am your aunt in front of others? The daughter is not like a daughter, but becomes an aunt. The younger sister is not like a younger sister. She calls my aunt and grandma every day. Do you think this world is too ridiculous?"
"Chiyue!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman called out the name of the old woman.
She is Chi Yue.
She is the princess of Ronglin Palace, she used to be.