"Dad, what song do you write? Can you let me listen first? "

Ding Qiunan, who has started washing dishes again, pricked up his ears.
She only listened to a few words in the office in the afternoon, and it felt pretty good at that time.
"I haven’t finished thinking about the song yet. I’ll give it to you when I think about it."
That’s true. I really haven’t finished thinking about it
"Oh, it’s okay, dad. Just sing it to me in a few words," said Li Wenhui, playing the heels solution and shaking her father’s arm in pettish.
"Okay, okay, stop shaking, stop shaking, I sing, I sing!"
What Li Chu can’t stand most is that whether his wife or daughter wants to spoil him in front of him, he is sure to surrender.
These two women in the family don’t have to calculate Wang Yue month. These three women took him to death.
"Hey, hey, dad is the best. Wait for me to get you the guitar of Yueyue."
"Ah …" Looking at the daughter Li Chugang who ran to the front yard, she was ready to stop her and wanted to think and let go.
What guitar are you playing? I don’t even think about the lyrics. How can I score?
Forget it, just sweep it.
Ding Qiunan’s hand washing dishes here has been a lot faster. She also wants to hear it.
"My wife, Huihui, came over and asked her to wait for me to go in and write the words I had thought of."
"Ok, you go!"
……
When Li Chu came out of the room half an hour later, he was startled by the people sitting in the courtyard.
Boy, I didn’t know there was a tea party at their house.
Except for a few old kings, two people with children, Ding Jianguo, two people with children, and even after dinner, they went back to their parents’ house to visit Wang Jiayuan.
Wang Jiayuan is still quite pregnant and watching the scale is about to be born.
"What is this?"
"Dad, we are all waiting to listen to your song." Wen-hui Li saw that Dad pulled the curtain aside and stood still, and hurriedly ran to pull him.
"Is this your trick?"
"I accidentally let it slip."
"Ah …" I believe you are a ghost, you little girl is very bad.
"Little ChuHui wench said you also want to sing, we have been waiting for half a day, please hurry up"
Aunt Wang, who was eating melon, looked up and saw the door of the living room. Li Chu called out.
If she goes to bed late and goes to bed early, she won’t be able to hear it if she doesn’t sing.
Knowing that this nephew can write songs for his eldest daughter-in-law, she wrote several songs, but she really hasn’t heard of them.
The elders have already called Li Chu, so just don’t wriggle and sit down in the eaves chair for Li Wenhui.
"Ahem, I can’t sing every month. Her mother sings well. Don’t abandon you. You will have to listen to me. Criticism is not welcome here.
If anyone doesn’t like it, toilet paper can block their ears and take out the toilet paper to prepare. "
"Ha ha ha ….."
His opening made everyone laugh.
"I don’t know exactly how Huihui told you to sit here and wait for me so neatly.
I want to give this song to Wenxuan and Yueyue Song. You can make do with it before you finish thinking about it, but everyone must keep it a secret or it will be boring. "
"Don’t worry, uncle, we will keep your secret."
"Yuan field besides Hui Hui is you, and your sisters’ mouths are the least sealed. Don’t worry? Where can I rest assured? "
"Ha ha ha ….." Another burst of laughter.
This time even two female guards on one side laughed.
Several of his workers went home after dinner in the evening, but the two guards wanted to live here.
"Uncle ~"
"Dad ~"
His words upset Yuanyuan and Huihui, both of whom looked at him with pursed mouths.
"Okay, okay, I won’t say it, but this time you two really have to keep it a secret for me!"
Seeing that the two sisters were a little explosive, he quickly stopped talking and played two guitars.
"He will be your groom, and he will be your life partner from now on.
Everything about him will be closely related to you, and both good and bad will be shared.
She will be your bride. She is entrusted to you by others.
……
It must be a special fate to become a family along the way. How much he loves you, how much you give him to find happiness.
……”
The second paragraph is gone. He hasn’t figured it out yet
After the stop, Li Chu looked up and found that everyone in the courtyard was staring at him.
"Ahem is not nice? You all look at me so strangely? "
"Did you write this song, Xiao Chu?" Aunt Wang looked at the nephew curiously as if she had discovered a new continent, as if she had seen him for the first time.
Li Qin and wang wen also have the same expression. They know that this younger brother can write songs and listen to Li Qiaoyun sing them, but they are all military songs.
This song completely overturns their imagination.
"Er … I came up with it."
Well, he pulled it out of his memory. Anyway, he was the first person in the world to sing it, and he couldn’t do it without it.
How should I put it? Although Aunt Wang is the oldest, she is an old-fashioned intellectual in the Republic of China and worked as a school teacher.
Her ability to accept new things is definitely faster than Ding’s parents, Ding Ma, Li Qin and Wang Wen.
She didn’t have any special reaction to this love.
And this song is decadent in Ding’s parents’ ears, but this is for the son-in-law to give to others, and the old couple can’t say much.
"Chu, I won’t stop you from singing this song for Wenxuan and Yueyue, but you can’t sing any more outside this door."
"Auntie, I can’t help but say that this song is for Qiaoyun. I have never sung any songs outside, and no one knows that it was written by me except their head."
Two people here are talking, and several young women over there have already come to their senses, and their eyes are shining.
Li Wenhui is even thinking about asking her father to give her a song when she gets married in the future.
Lin Li leaned over to Wang Jiayuan’s ear and asked, "Is that clever cloud that Uncle Yuanyuan said was the one singing at the Spring Festival party?"
"Yes, she is cousin Wenxuan’s mother-in-law."