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The sun coats the street with a light golden yellow.There was not much business in the morning, and the boss walked slowly into the piano store after ten o'clock, turned a corner, and saw two slim girls standing under the camphor tree outside his shop, talking and laughing , very pleasing to the eye, the boss couldn't help but take a second look, walked slowly to the front of the store, took out the key, and opened the shutter door.

When the two heard the movement, they walked into the piano store arm in arm.

It turned out to be the one who bought the piano. The boss was a little happy and greeted warmly: "You two beauties, just take a look."

Song Xinci looked at the several guitars hanging on the wall, pointed to one of them and said to the boss: "Boss, let me take a look at that vintage-colored D-barrel cutaway veneer guitar."

"Oh, that one, spruce and rosewood." The boss said, moved a stool, stepped on it, took off the guitar, and handed it to Song Xinci.

"Have you tuned it?"

The boss nodded and said with a smile: "It's tuned, play it and listen."

Song Xinci nodded, sat on another stool with his guitar in his arms, adjusted his posture, and played a few chords (A53231323D43231323E63231323), Song Xinci nodded to the boss: "The sound quality is good." Then he tried the 5th fret , the 7th fret overtone, the sustain is quite long, carefully looked at the frets polished evenly and smoothly, there are no wood thorns inside the body, she is not pursuing Gibson and other guitars in her current economic situation, she just thinks it is suitable. He asked the boss, "How much is it?"

"One thousand 790 nine." The boss smiled and took two glasses of water and handed them to them, and said, "This guitar is very good, this is the only one I have left."

Xia Yao was quite satisfied with Song Xinci, so she said, "Then let's do this."

"Another music stand, and a book of music."

……

After six o'clock in the afternoon, when the weather wasn't very hot, Song Xinci was carrying a guitar and Xia Yao was walking to the mall with a music stand in her arms, with a return rate of more than 90.00%.

Even though it was nothing, Xia Yao still worried that Song Xinci would not be ashamed because of her hard work. After all, Song Xinci had never been to work, so she asked again: "Xinci, are you sure you want to play the guitar."

Song Xinci took out a mask from his bag, put it on Xia Yao, and said, "I'm sure, otherwise why buy a guitar."

In the open space outside the shopping mall, there are pedestrians passing by in twos and threes, and dozens of them can come over at the traffic lights.

Xia Yao looked at the glances around her, tugged at the hem of Song Xinci's clothes, and advised, "Let's go back."

Song Xinci took the music stand in Xia Yao's hand and put it away, opened the book, picked out a piece of music, put it on it, took off the guitar and hung it in front of him, and finally spread the guitar bag on the ground in front of him , blinked at Xia Yao: "Sister Yao, you have to listen carefully, I actually play every song for you."

Before the song started, there were already people watching and taking pictures. Xia Yao wanted to stop it, but Song Xinci shook her head at her.

Song Xinci pressed the C chord with his left hand, and swept it in turn with his right hand: the fifth string-the third string-the first string-the second string-the third string, then switched to the D7 chord with his left hand, and swept with his right hand: the fourth string-the third string... a prelude was played.

The crisp guitar sound slowly swayed, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Song Xinci's back, a little golden hit the side of his face, the evening wind swept through his long hair, Song Xinci looked at Xia Yao with a smile in his eyes, Singing: "I heard the raindrops falling on the green grass, I heard the bell ringing for the end of class in the distance..."

A child took the lead and threw five yuan into the guitar bag. Song Xinci bent over and patted his head.

Xia Yao's heart calmed down, she stood aside and quietly looked at Song Xinci's profile, under the setting sun, Song Xinci was beautiful like an angel.

After nine o'clock in the evening, after putting away the things, Song Xinci counted the harvest for a few hours, and happily said to Xia Yao: "Sister Yao, for more than three hours, there are 180 yuan and [-] cents."

Xia Yao unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, handed the mineral water to Song Xinci and said, "Stop talking, drink more water."

"New words." Someone called out not far away.

Song Xinci heard the voice, turned his head, a little surprised, a little surprised, and shouted: "Dad."

Song Wentao parked the car on the side of the road and waved: "Get in the car."

Song Xinci glanced at Song Wentao, but did not move.

"Miss Xia, come up together." Song Wentao continued.

Song Xinci almost looked at Xia Yao with ecstasy, feeling the urge to hug Xia Yao up and spin around, took Xia Yao's hand, and said, "Go." Then he whispered in Xia Yao's ear, "I Dad must have admitted you."

Xia Yao was also very happy, even though her personality was usually calm, she couldn't hide her smile at this moment.

Put things in the trunk.

Song Xinci pulled Xia Yao into the back row.

"Want to have some barbecue?" Song Wentao asked from the front.

Song Xinci asked Xia Yao what she meant with his eyes, and seeing Xia Yao nodded, he said to Song Wentao, "Okay."

Forty minutes later, the three of them were sitting on a stool outside a barbecue stall. Several bottles of peanut milk and a plate of spiced melon seeds were placed on the table in front of them.

No one spoke for a while, Song Xinci had the consciousness of being a middleman, and took the lead to break the silence and said: "Father, what are you doing here today?"

"It's okay, I can't come and see you." He said while eating melon seeds.

"That's not true." Song Xinci finished.

There was another silence.

After the barbecue was served, Song Wentao took the initiative to pass a bunch of grilled chicken wings to Xia Yao, and said, "I used to hear new words saying, Miss Xia, your grades are very good."

Xia Yao took the barbecue, nodded and thanked: "Thank you uncle, it's not particularly good."

Song Xinci was very happy to see his two favorite people getting along in harmony. After eating a piece of potato, he said to Song Wentao, "Don't listen to her modesty. Sister Yao never fell out of the top three in the mock exam. At that time, in addition to having a part-time job, I also learned a second foreign language.”

A barbecue meal ends with gossip.

Song Wentao ate the last bunch of leeks, and said to Song Xinci, "Why are you standing there, go pay the bill."

Song Xinci was afraid that Song Wentao and Xia Yao would be alone together, and the boss was busy at the barbecue grill, so it would be difficult to shout, so he patted Xia Yao on the shoulder and said, "Sister Yao, I don't have any money with me, you go and pay the bill."

The money from playing the guitar just now is still with Song Xinci. Of course Xia Yao understands the meaning of Song Xinci, but Song Wentao obviously has something to tell her, and she can't avoid it, so she doesn't move.

Song Wentao glared at Song Xinci: "Don't worry."

Song Xinci squeezed Xia Yao's hand helplessly before walking away.

After Song Xinci left, Song Wentao held up the peanut milk and said, "Miss Xia, some time ago, it was my fault. I am very relieved that Xinci is with you. She likes you very much. Don't let her down."

Xia Yao held up the peanut milk to clink a glass with Song Wentao in trepidation, smiled, and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I promise, I will always treat Xinci well."

After paying the bill, Song Xinci ran back to the table, watching the two drinking peanut milk suspiciously. It took her less than a minute to pay the bill. Did she not say anything, or she had already finished talking.

When they parted, Song Wentao took out a black lockbox from the co-pilot and handed it to Song Xinci.

"What's inside?" Song Xinci took over and asked curiously.

Song Wentao lit a cigarette, patted the lockbox, and said, "Go back and look again. The password is your birthday. Dad still has something to do, so I won't see you off. I'll watch you go."

Song Xinci took away the cigarette from Song Wentao's hand, and scolded: "Old Song, please smoke less in the future, you will still be tossing around when you are old."

Song Wentao nodded with a smile and said hello three times.

This was the first time I saw Song Wentao smile tonight.

The two stopped a taxi and waved to Song Wentao.

"Goodbye, Dad."

"Goodbye, uncle."

……

After returning home, Song Xinci slapped his head: "Oh no, I forgot the guitar in my dad's car."

Xia Yao squeezed Song Xinci's shoulder, and said: "Look, this is God's will, don't sing in the future, your voice is a little hoarse." As she spoke, she walked to the bedroom, "I remember that I seem to have a box of peppermint flavored Lozenges, I'll look for them."

Song Xinci put the combination box on the table, adjusted his birthday, thinking to himself, could it be the Song family heirloom?With a bang, the lockbox opened, and Song Xinci froze when he opened the lockbox.

It was full of banknotes.

After a while, Xia Yao found the lozenge, poured one in her hand, and planned to take it out for Song Xinci to eat. This lozenge has a strong taste, and one lozenge is enough, but after taking it, her throat feels very comfortable , cool and cool.

Walking into the living room, Xia Yao looked at Song Xinci's dumbfounded expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Xinci pushed the box in another direction, towards Xia Yao.

The lozenge in Xia Yao's hand almost fell to the ground in shock.

"My dad, what does that mean?"

"Maybe it hurts you..."