Mom is back, and it's time for Lang to report on the show.
The guzheng was moved into the living room.
Except for my uncle who went to deliver food, everyone came to be the audience. Everyone moved small chairs and sat in a row, and Xiao Langhua sat directly in his mother's arms.
When Lang played the zither, everyone swayed to the music.
Xiao Langhua proudly asked Xiao Qi: "My brother can play the guzheng, why can't you, cousin?"
Xiaoqi muttered softly: "My mother didn't let me learn."
"When your mother comes back, you can ask her to learn guzheng for you." After Xiao Langhua finished speaking, grandma warned in a low voice: "What do you learn? It's a waste of money."
Ming Lan gave everyone a warning look, and Xiao Langhua immediately made a "shh" gesture to her grandma, who nodded hurriedly and made an "oh" mouth. Be sure to concentrate on listening to the concert!
The wave is over.
Everyone applauded together, and Xiao Langhua not only applauded, but also said loudly: "Brother, you are amazing, and the guzheng you play is so beautiful!"
Lang smiled embarrassingly.
Grandma stretched out her hand to Xiao Langhua, and said, "Come on, grandma hugs and stays in your mother's arms, your mother will get tired."
Xiao Langhua looked at the hand extended by her grandma, and hid in her mother's arms in fright, shouting: "I want my mother, I don't want my grandma!"
"You heartless little thing, remember it for me!" Grandma hummed and left.
Mom said: "Little Langhua, you made grandma angry, go and comfort grandma."
Xiaolanghua made her temper: "I don't want it, I want my mother, I love my mother."
"But I also love my mother, grandma is my mother," Minglan said, "You made my mother angry."
"Ah!" Xiao Langhua stomped her feet on the ground and lost her temper, "I said you are my mother!" Xiao Langhua emphasized.
"It's not wrong that I'm your mother, but grandma is my mother!" Minglan explained.
Xiao Langhua continued to stomp her feet and lose her temper: "You are my mother, not grandma's mother."
Both Lang and Xiaoqi laughed, and Ming Lan also couldn't laugh or cry, so in Xiao Langhua's eyes, is there no difference between the words "I am grandma's mother" and "Grandma is my mother"?
"If you don't comfort grandma, I won't be your mother." Minglan threatened.
Xiao Langhua asked: "Then what if I go to comfort grandma?"
"Then I will still be your mother." Ming Lan smiled.
So Xiaolanghua happily went to comfort grandma.
Lang looked at Xiao Langhua's back and laughed: "Little fool, even if you don't comfort grandma, mom is still your mom!"
Langzheng smiled and suddenly shut his mouth, because Minglan threw an eye knife over him.
Now it was Xiaoqi's turn to laugh, it turned out that my cousin was also afraid sometimes.
"Let me go and comfort grandma." Xiaoqi also ran away happily.
Only Ming Lan and Lang mother and son were left staring at each other.
"Come here, let's talk." Minglan waved to Lang, and Lang walked over dejectedly.
"What are your plans next?" Minglan asked.
Lang was puzzled: "What plan?"
"Planning for the future." Minglan said.
Lang frowned: "Aren't parents in other families helping their children plan for the future?"
"Our family is different, we don't have a father." Minglan didn't speak in a serious tone like the sky is falling, just as common as saying "I haven't eaten".
"But doesn't our family have a mother?" Lang laughed.
Ming Lan pouted her lips and shook her head pitifully: "I'm stupid, I don't know how."
Lang felt that at this moment, his mother was as naive as little Langhua. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com