After Tang Jinyu got a piano, she felt more fresh in the morning.
He himself is somewhat novel about learning musical instruments, sitting on a brand-new piano bench with a pair of short legs, a little eager to try.
This piano is too expensive, he had only seen it in the shop window before - such a thought flashed by, the child blinked, but soon his mind was attracted by the black and white keys in front of him, he stretched out his little hand and lightly touched the keys. After pressing it a little, the sound came out, and a crisp sound of "do" came out.
Chen Suling came over earlier, pretending to glance at her son casually.
The child sitting over there only pressed a small button, and then slowly climbed down from under the piano bench, as if he was satisfied if he could touch it.
Chen Suling was a little strange, but when she saw the little guy leaning on the wall and slowly walking to the sofa in the living room, climbed on the sofa skillfully, and then lay there and opened the curtains to look outside, she couldn't help shaking her head and smiled again. .
Tang Hongjun came out while tying his cufflinks, saw her and asked, "Did Xiaoyu play the piano just now?"
Chen Suling said, "Just flicked it."
Tang Hongjun was puzzled: "Didn't you like it quite a bit yesterday? I played it today?" He looked up at the living room, and couldn't figure it out. It stands to reason that his children should be interested in using the piano as a toy for two days.
Seeing that he was going over, Chen Suling stopped him and said, "Don't, let him play for a while."
Tang Hongjun was even more strange: "What is Xiaoyu playing?"
"What else could it be, watching the children in the building carry their schoolbags to school!"
With a look of guilt, Tang Hongjun walked over and watched with his son for a while. His work time is at nine o'clock, but he has much more time than others, so he can accompany his son for a while more willfully.
It's 7:30 in the morning, the busiest time in the cheese building.
People who get up for work in the morning go out one after another. Many young women have the latest trendy wavy hair, and some have curly hair. They are neatly dressed and drag their children to elementary school; Huraa pulled a group back with the car. As soon as the bicycles were put in the corridor, they rushed towards the house upstairs. The stairwell was filled with the sound of "dong dong" footsteps. There were some reckless people, and they had to be scolded a few times...
Lively and very ordinary.
Tang Jinyu watched seriously, and Tang Hongjun also accompanied him to hide behind the curtains, but most of the time his eyes were peeking at his son.
Since the fever, the child wakes up a lot better, and looks a lot smarter. Although the articulation is not very clear now, it is much better than before. Moreover, he was white and clean. His facial features combined the advantages of him and his wife. They were exquisite and beautiful. They had big eyes like black grapes, and the eyelashes looked like a girl. Even if they looked stupid, they were very cute.
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Tang Hongjun looked satisfied. Like all the stupid fathers in the world, he felt that there was no better child than his own.
Outside the window, Xia Ye walked over in a junior high school uniform, still wearing the mask and carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder.
Tang Jinyu's eyes widened immediately, holding the back of the sofa and raising her head slightly, watching the figure flash by, then she closed the curtains with satisfaction, looked back at her father, and patted her belly with her hand, "Dad ~Rice~"
Tang Hongjun was amused by him, picked up the child and put it on his shoulders and took it to the dining table, "Xiaoyu is hungry, let's go eat!"
Chen Suling served their father and son porridge, and asked with a smile, "Xiaoyu saw your brother Xiaye again today?"
Tang Jinyu nodded, his little hands were being wiped by Tang Hongjun with a warm towel, and after wiping, he used his powder blue spoon to eat seriously.
Tang Hongjun said, "Xiaoyu looks at Xia Ye every day?"
"No, after watching the other children go to school, I just wait for Xia Ye, and I eat breakfast every time I finish watching it." Chen Suling took a piece of steamed carrot for her son and said softly, "Baby eat this, it's sweet and sweet. soft."
Tang Hongjun's attention was immediately attracted by his son again.
He thought it was so cute to watch children eat for a day! When eating porridge, the small mouth is like a small goldfish, and the cheeks are full of meat. When eating carrots, two small hands are holding it, and a little bit of gnawing is also very cute!
While watching his son eat, he felt that his appetite was also boosted, so he ate half a bowl of porridge.
After breakfast, Tang Hongjun went to work in the design institute, while Chen Suling changed into a woolen dress, put on a thick trench coat, and carried her son to the company.
She quit her job more than three years ago to start her own business, and now she has opened a clothing company, which is doing well.
During this period of time, her son was sick, and she took care of her personally. The company didn't take much care of her. She only contacted the secretary on the phone. Now that Tang Jinyu is healed, she can bring him to work with peace of mind.
The company's location is in the urban area, more than 20 minutes' drive from where they live. After Chen Suling arrived, she put her son in the office and asked the secretary to bring snacks to take care of her. She stepped on a pair of high-heeled shoes and got busy. She hasn't been here for a while, the company has a backlog of things, and she's very busy.
Tang Jinyu sat on the sofa in her mother's office and looked around curiously.
The office is covered with mahogany floors, and there are two sets of soft leather sofas. He is currently sitting in a slightly smaller group. It doesn't look like an office for meeting guests, but it looks like a place specially set up to take care of children, and there are two plush toys next to it.
The secretary brought a small plate of fruit and biscuits over to him and put it in his hand. He looked at the movement skillfully, as if he had done it countless times. However, when she saw Tang Jinyu pick up a cookie and eat it herself, she still screamed in surprise, and then said happily, "Can Xiaoyu eat by herself?"
The little boy on the sofa nodded.
The secretary laughed even more happily, praised him in a row, and when he saw that he had eaten a whole piece and asked for water, he couldn't help wiping the corner of his eyes with the back of his hand and said, "Hey, hey, I I'm going to pour water for you, Sister Su Ling has finally made it through."
Tang Jinyu couldn't speak easily. When she took the cup, she smiled at the secretary's sister, showing her neat little white teeth, which sweetened the secretary's heart.
After a while, Chen Suling returned to the office, followed by a man with pigtails, looking at the man in his twenties, who was handsome and handsome like a little white face, and was now following Chen Suling, calling her "sister" one by one. There was pleading in the voice.
"Sister, my sister, I beg you, can you do this project first? Men's clothing must be the most scarce right now, sister, you don't have to go out to see it, just stand by the window and take a look, you are all wearing it outside. What the hell, it's all the same, I designed that leather jacket... Sister, I promise you, it's an absolute hit! You let me do it this time, I swear, I'll contract this winter's hits Five sets!"
Chen Suling said without turning her head: "Five sets? Don't make a fuss, we only exploded three pieces this year, and hundreds of thousands of orders are pressing for these clothes. Now you have to choose men's clothing? No, door. No, let's finish the things under the nose first."
"The winter clothes..."
"Winter clothes and down jackets, I have already discussed with Lao Zhao about the batch of duck down, don't you hear me?"
"Why do you call it chaos? I don't want to improve it, to give our company a reputation or something."
"Make women's clothes first."
"What about after that?"
"I will make children's clothing in the second line in the future."
"Ah? Then we men have no right to speak?"
Chen Suling put a stack of blueprints in his hand, raised her brows and said, "No, go and see who is buying clothes all over the street? Take care of the big market first!"
Xiaobai Mian stood there without saying a word, and did not reach out to pick it up.
Chen Suling stuffed the blueprints on his side again, and was very happy: "Ding Yanzhao!"
Comrade Xiao Ding stood there, not daring to resist but holding back his voice.
"Why, are you still stubborn with me, take it, let's finish this year first, have a good New Year, and let you try it when spring begins."
Only then did Ding Yanzhao feel happy, holding the stack of blueprints and smiling brightly. He didn't look like he did before. He was very enthusiastic: "Then let's talk about it, sister, you have to lend me a few people." He said, his eyes turned to The secretary over the small sofa looked at him, but he didn't dare to look at each other, and he blushed first.
Tang Jinyu kept listening with her ears perked up, stunned for a moment, followed by the gossip from the sky, and instantly looked up at the secretary and sister.
There was no expression on the secretary's face, but his ears were a little red.
Tang Jinyu's gossip radar is turned on, just like watching a TV series, rubbing her hands in anticipation!
Chen Suling said, "We'll talk about this later. Let's get down to business first."
Ding Yan summoned the boss's words, and his heart was half at ease, and he happily took the drawings and went out to work.
The office was clean, and Chen Suling was sitting on the sofa hugging her son, and was finally able to catch her breath.
The secretary on the side said: "Sister Suling, I found a few piano teachers in the morning as you said, most of them are sent to the teacher to learn the piano, there are very few one-on-one teachers, and those who can come to teach at home are also available. Little, I only found these three." She took out the recording paper and handed it over, pointing to it, "A music teacher from an elementary school, maybe not so good in piano skills, but patient enough, this is a specialized training institution, It's a bit more expensive, but plays well, and this…”
She pointed to Chen Suling one by one, but after finishing speaking, Chen Suling frowned slightly and fell silent.
The secretary said, "How about I look for it again?"
Chen Suling hugged the child and lightly patted him on the back a few times to coax him, and sighed, "Let this music teacher try it out first,
The secretary agreed, thought for a while and then persuaded her in a low voice: "Sister, not everyone is so bad, Xiaoyu will definitely never meet that kind of person again..."
Chen Suling forced a smile: "I hope."
Tang Jinyu was confused, but obviously the protagonist in their conversation was herself, as if she had been hurt before? His little head was dizzy, and he tried hard to think, but he didn't have the slightest impression.
This question made Tang Jinyu curious. He took advantage of the mirror and looked at it carefully. From his face to his small arms and legs, there was no scar at all, which was really strange.
Tang Jinyu's piano teacher's surname is Ma. She is a college student who has just graduated. She teaches piano lessons in a central elementary school. She can come to teach him three days a week. For beginners, especially Tang Jinyu's situation, the time is enough. .
Because the child's situation had been told to Teacher Ma before, she also agreed to come to see the students first, and the first time to visit was on Saturday night.
Chen Suling was not at ease. She talked with Teacher Ma for a while. Seeing that the girl was warm and generous and had a good personality, she was relieved to let her teach the children.
It’s just that the time of learning the piano is not a coincidence. It’s the time of the students’ self-study in the evening. The cheese building is not very soundproof. There are footsteps running outside and the sound of kicking football. And our bike bells keep ringing—
Tang Jinyu couldn't sit still, and wanted to go to the window to have a look as usual.
No matter how gentle and considerate Teacher Ma was, the students couldn’t be bothered to keep twisting their bodies to leave, so he pressed him and whispered, “Come on, look at the score in Teacher’s hand, what does this correspond to? We just said, do you remember?"
Tang Jinyu's fingers trembled slightly, and she didn't want to sit on the piano bench at all. He was rarely anxious in his heart, as if some voice kept urging him to leave here and go to the window to see that person. After school, he is coming back with a schoolbag on his back. He can take a day off after his self-study this Saturday night, so he will have one more test paper in his hand...
Tang Jinyu wanted to leave several times, but was pressed there. Her body was completely unable to exert her strength, and the heat rushed to her eyes, with two tears in her eyes.
Teacher Ma forced the child to sit down. Before she could teach anything, Chen Suling's expression changed, and she immediately got up and dragged Teacher Ma away.
Teacher Ma was stunned for a moment, then touched his wrist and said, "What's wrong?"
Chen Suling picked up the child on the piano bench, probably feeling the warmth of her mother. The child shivered and cried while hugging her neck. He couldn't speak clearly, but he just felt wronged and wanted to vent.
Chen Suling couldn't help coaxing, and her eyes were red: "It's alright, the baby is alright, we won't learn anymore."
Tang Hongjun also stood up and walked over, and took a tissue to wipe his son's tears distressedly, "Yes, I won't learn, Xiaoyu can just play with it, it was originally a toy that grandpa bought for you, don't cry anymore."
Teacher Ma didn't look very good. She endured it and said: "You said that you only want your child to learn the basics. I can understand that. It wasn't too harsh at first, just let him sit for a while..."
Before Chen Suling could speak, Tang Hongjun, who was beside him, shook his head and said firmly: "Sorry, Teacher Ma, you don't need to refund today's tuition fees. We won't learn this piano anymore."
Teacher Ma opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him again, but seeing that the whole family had the same attitude, it would be meaningless to stay any longer, so he carried his bag and left. When she walked out of the Tongzilou, she still felt that the family was a little unreliable. She had seen countless parents who dote on their children, but she had never seen such doting!
Tang Jinyu cried for a while, and then stopped crying. He was a little embarrassed, but when Tang Hongjun carried him to the window to look, he still watched for a while.
He was lucky. When Xia Ye and the others were out of school, they saw him walking home with a schoolbag from a distance, and as expected, he had as much paper in his hand as he thought.
Because I cried, I was tired quickly, and the child fell asleep quickly after taking a shower.
A small table lamp was turned on in the bedroom. Under the orange light, Tang Hongjun was comforting his wife, but he frowned slightly and sighed lightly from time to time.
"I don't blame you, really, when I saw Teacher Ma sitting down with Xiaoyu, I felt uncomfortable." Tang Hongjun said, "Forget it, Suling, the child can walk and eat by himself now. Let's not force anything, let him play happily. Let's work hard, make more money, buy two or three houses for Xiaoyu, and let him eat and drink for the rest of his life... "
Chen Suling's eyes were still red, she bit her lip and said, "What about him in the future?"
Tang Hongjun opened his mouth and sighed.
"I didn't plan to let my son become a talent. If he has the present, I'll be satisfied. I'm just afraid." Chen Suling burst into tears and said softly, "I'm afraid that when we get old, no one will take care of Xiaoyu like this anymore, and I'm afraid that I will let him go now. When he comes into contact with outsiders, he doesn't even know how to shout when it hurts... Hong Jun, I saw him cry today, and it hurts so much in my heart."
Tang Hongjun stretched out his arms to embrace his wife, and felt a small piece of wet pajamas on his shoulders, and his heart was sour and unpleasant.
A few years ago, the child was still young, they just noticed that he was a lot slower than ordinary children, but still felt that with enough patience, the child could slowly learn everything, until they found that the son walked slowly on his legs and had difficulty standing. when it was too late.
They took their children to seek medical consultations, and after getting discouraged time and time again, the days went on.
Both husband and wife were working in the unit at that time and could not take care of the children every day, so they hired a nanny to come back, but they didn't know that the nanny was beating the child again and again for some trivial things behind his back, because he couldn't speak, couldn't express, several times. Later, when the nanny saw that the host did not find out, she became more courageous. Until one day, the babysitter was reluctant to obey because the child kept moving, and even spilled the food, picked him up and put him on the hot stove...
The old-fashioned small stove for burning honeycomb is not big, but the heat is enough.
This time, the nanny did not hide it. Chen Suling called the police, and she and her husband stayed with her son in the hospital for two days and two nights.
It was also after that day that Chen Suling resigned and went to sea. She resisted and started a company. No matter how hard or tired she was, as long as she could turn her head and see the child sleeping soundly on the sofa not far from her, she felt at ease.
Her child was by her side, not hungry, nor in pain.
Knowing this, she is willing to make her suffer twice as much.
…
Tang Hongjun thought about it for a while, and suddenly said, "Why don't you look for Teacher Xia?"
Chen Suling said, "The Xia Ye family next door?"
Tang Hongjun nodded: "Yes, didn't Mr. Xia take students before? I saw someone with a violin coming to him last time. If he doesn't teach piano, let's buy another violin." He said, the more The more I thought about it, "Anyway, we just let Xiaoyu get in touch with the outside slowly, and it happened that he likes Xia Ye very much, so I asked Teacher Xia to come over, and when I got familiar with it, I can take it to the next door and open it a little bit. The door, let Xiaoyu get familiar with it slowly."
Chen Suling frowned and thought for a while, then said slowly, "At most half an hour a day, I have to follow."
"Yes, I'll go too. Just let Teacher Xia accompany Xiaoyu to talk."
Chen Suling's brows loosened and she nodded, "Alright, you can go back and ask someone, it's better to know someone you know, so Xiaoyu won't be afraid."