"This is brewed by Lao Si and Lin Lao in the desert, grape flavor, cantaloupe flavor, it seems to have sour jujube flavor, no accident, there will be several more varieties next year!" Yang Ling turned over the roasted meat slices, skillfully sprinkling various spices on them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"The fourth shrimp is living so comfortably, I want to go to the desert a little!" Gao Wenfeng said enviously while drinking.

"Forget it, that hellish place dies of heat in the summer, cold in the winter, and it will snow in a few days. Dou Yuntao pouted.

A meal made several people familiar with it, without the embarrassment and restraint at the beginning.

At this time, there is a crescent moon in the sky, exuding a faint and clear light, the moon stars are scarce, and the majestic mountains look extremely peaceful in the night.

The night breeze blows away the aroma of barbecue in the air, the natural smell of flowers and plants permeates the wind, and the sound of fine insects keeps coming out of the grass.

"This place is so beautiful, Sister Yuyao, if you play the piano here, it will definitely have a different taste!" Yun Xi said regretfully.

Chen Yuyao also seemed to be a little moved, shook her head and said, "I didn't bring the piano, how can I play it? It's getting late, let's go back!"

Yang Ling stood up with a smile and said, "I remember that there seems to be a pipa in the attic, anyway, it's okay for you to go back, I'll find out and take a look?"

Everyone suddenly became interested, and Chen Yuyao remembered and said, "That pipa is still what I played when I was in junior high school, so I guess it won't be able to be used for a long time, right?"

It didn't take long for Yang Ling to come out of the room with a pipa, Chen Yuyao didn't twist it, opened the piano case and took out the piano and plucked it with his hand a few times, and then put on his finger sleeve and said in surprise while tuning the strings: "Oh, I didn't expect it to be still usable after six or seven years!"

Yang Ling twitched his hand behind his back, took out a half-meter-long bamboo stick, and then said seriously: "It's rare to meet a girl who can play the piano, tonight's night is like water, autumn is strong, I will also join in the fun, and Yuyao sister to give you Taoist friends a piano and flute ensemble, in order to enjoy this boundless moonlight!"

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The other three goods were shocked, Dou Yuntao trembled and pointed at Yang Ling, "You can also blow the flute?"

Yang Ling rolled his eyes and said, "It's strange that I can blow the flute, I think back then, I was still a master of catching frogs!"

After he finished speaking, he wiped the stick with his clothes a few times and brought it to his mouth, then took a deep breath.

"Woo~mile~woo~ah~"

An extremely ugly sound came from inside the stick, which immediately scorched the people in the courtyard from the outside.

"Second child, please don't blow it, I'm going to vomit!" Gao Wenfeng clutched his heart in pain.

Chen Yuyao, who was tuning the strings, was also stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh out loud when she looked at Yang Ling's appearance.

Yun Yao also covered her ears and shouted: "Oops, it's so ugly, don't blow it!"

Yang Ling's breath was very long, and it took more than twenty seconds to blow it out, and the people in the courtyard were about to collapse.

Yang Ling said very depressedly: "Well, I haven't blown it for decades, and I can't find a tune anymore, just wait for me to try a few more times!"

Yu Qiang snatched the flute in his hand, "Others ask for money for a, you want to blow a flute, the power is comparable to three thousand for your life, climb to the side and stay, watch me and Sister Yuyao have a song to laugh at the rivers and lakes!"

Yu Qiang took the flute and tried it a few times, and soon blew the tune, Yang Ling was surprised and said, "You really know how to blow the flute?"

Yu Qiang fanned his eyebrows proudly, "Hehe, I've been bored to learn from an old man in the cultural center for two years." ”

Soon, under the silent night, a sound of Ding Ding Dong pipa sounded, Chen Yuyao held the pipa in her arms and half covered her face, and a classical temperament emanated, which quickly calmed the audience.

Then Yu Qiang was also very calm and relaxed, and with the sound of the piano, the low and thick sound of the flute slowly sounded.

The night sinks like water, the nature resonates, the mountains and forests are silent, and the weaving insects are dormant.

Although the ensemble is not particularly harmonious, it still gives people an unprecedented body taste.

For Chinese, the charm of traditional instruments is more affinity than piano guitars, which is a kind of love from the bones and blood, which has been precipitated into the genes.

A song of spring river flowers and moonlit nights makes many people addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

A song and two springs reflected the moon, which made several people cry, and even the world's top conductor Seiji Ozawa once knelt on the ground to worship.

Soon the song ended, Chen Yuyao and Yu Qiang looked at each other and stopped laughing, the mountains and flowing water met the bosom friend, Yu Qiang's heart was agitated, and he felt that there was an electric current in the void that was overwhelmingly slashing at him.

"**** hadron, I didn't expect you to have a few brushes!" Dou Yuntao's rude voice broke the momentary charm.

Chen Yuyao covered her mouth and smiled, Yu Qiang couldn't help but sigh with a dark face, Xia Worm is unspeakable, why doesn't this shrimp die!

……

Watching the two flying cars disappear into the vast night sky with double flashes, Yu Qiang, who had a spring on his face, suddenly fell to his knees with a wail: "Lao Tzu forgot to ask Yuyao's sister's phone!"

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On the edge of the Wei River, two flying cars slowly landed in front of a luxurious villa, Yang Ling poked his head out and said with a smile: "Two beauties, the task of the flower messenger is completed, I will go back first!"

Yun Xi pulled his arm, his eyes flickering, "Yang Ling, can I go to play with you tomorrow?"

Yang Ling couldn't help but jump a few eyelids and said, "I have something to do tomorrow!"

"But I finally got ......" Yun Xi pouted and didn't finish speaking, a cough came from behind, Yang Ling looked up, and saw the old man Ouyang wearing a gray layman's clothes, holding a string of beads in his hand and walking out of the door.

What is this old man coughing up so well?

Yang Ling guessed that the old man was obviously deliberate, but it was not good not to say hello after they had already met, so he had to jump out of the car.

"Oh, it turned out that Xiao Yang is here, please sit in the house!" Old man Ouyang walked a few steps quickly to meet him, and enthusiastically pulled Yang Ling's arm and dragged it in.

Yang Ling couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to follow in.

The room is very large, the area is almost the same as the West Mountain House, the living room is very luxuriously decorated, the style is a combination of Chinese and Western, but it looks very coordinated.

"Xiao Tao, go make tea! Uncle Yang is here!"

"Wow~!"

Yang Ling's feet slipped and almost fell to the ground.

And a man about forty years old who was getting up from the sofa also stumbled and almost went up to the coffee table, looking at the little white-faced offspring pulled in by his father, and his face twitched a few times.

"What are you doing, go make tea!"

Old man Ouyang glared at his son very dissatisfied, and Yang Ling hurriedly greeted him with a smile, "Brother Tao, just call me Yang Ling!"

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and shook hands with him in surprise, if he called this young uncle in front of the whole family, he wouldn't mix it up in the future, no matter how he said that he was also an old man worth hundreds of millions! )