Xu Bo'an could tell that it was the musical sound of Chen Shishi playing the Nanqin, a special instrument in the bonsai world.
Nanqin is an instrument similar to the classical pipa in the real world. Xu Boan once asked Chen Shishi to play the song "Ambush from Flying Daggers" before. For professional reasons, it sounds better than the pipa music that Xu Boan found online. Xu Boan posted it on the Kuaiyin short video app and it was widely praised.
However, the piece Chen Shishi is playing is not as exciting and exciting as "House of Flying Daggers". It sounds more like a piece that expresses the sadness in her heart.
This piece of music has a long melody, like weeping and complaining, like the long thoughts under the night, lingering and pathos, and like the moonlight filling the silent courtyard, with a hint of warmth in the coldness, making people feel a sense of sadness. A light comfort.
The rhythm of the song is sometimes as gentle as a gurgling stream, and sometimes as passionate as a mountain waterfall. Every note in the song seems to be a vivid picture, bringing people into the distant and familiar hometown of Xiaoqiao. Running water, curling smoke, old trees and dim crows...scenes of scenes emerge in the mind, arousing endless reverie.
Even Xu Boan, who was outside the bonsai, began to think of the village where he grew up in his childhood, trying to remember every plant, tree, stone and road there.
It seems that this is a homesick song. On a lonely night, Chen Shishi, who was alone in a foreign land, was homesick!
It wasn’t until the music was played that Xu Boan calmed down.
Chen Shishi’s musical attainments are beyond mere boasting, they are absolutely amazing!
Xu Bo'an, an engineering student, has poor cultural attainments. Faced with this situation, all he can do is "I only regret that I am uneducated, and my good words can lead the world"!
The end of Chen Shishi's song actually brought out Xu Bo'an's hidden nostalgia in his heart, which is really amazing.
Xu Bo'an glanced at Yan Xiaojiu subconsciously, only to realize that he was also fascinated by it, and even shed tears from his eyes.
Xu Bo'an couldn't help but think, it seems that people from his own world understand the repertoire of his own world, while he, a person from the outside world, still doesn't understand it thoroughly enough.
As soon as Xu Boan finished this thought, he saw that Yan Xiaojiu's originally determined eyes suddenly became dark and even stained with red blood. In a moment, two tears rolled out, and then , eyes welling up like springs, tears falling like rain.
Xu Boan was shocked when he saw this, good guy, are you so emotional? Although this piece of music is well played and fascinating, it seems to make people feel the nostalgia deep in their hearts.
But after all, Yan Xiaojiu is a big man, and he is still in the tough guy profession of catching heads. Logically speaking, he should have the kind of perseverance and strong temper. How can he shed tears now? When it comes out, it doesn’t need to be brewed!
But then I thought about it, his home was gone, it was really tragic to think about it. There are more than 30 people in the family, and he is the only one left! Presumably he also remembered these tragic experiences.
A man doesn’t shed tears easily because he hasn’t reached the sad point yet! With the current situation, Yan Xiaojiu must have reached a sad point.
Xu Bo'an sighed and comforted him and said: "Okay Yan Xiaojiu, control yourself. If your family sees it, they don't want you to be so sad. Cheer up!"
Yan Xiaojiu's eyes filled with tears and she choked with sobs: "I was able to hold on even if I made Grandpa the Mountain God laugh. But just now I suddenly had a hallucination. I heard the music my mother often played when I was a child. I know this It’s my illusion, my mother is no longer alive.”
Xu Bo'an's expression suddenly turned strange. What a coincidence. Not only were Chen Shishi and Yan Xiaojiu's houses very different in style, but their music was also a local specialty. The distance between these two fellow villagers was probably quite close.
Xu Bo'an comforted and said: "When you hear the popular songs from your hometown, it can be regarded as a local accent. It is normal for you to have such a reaction. Your mother's spirit in heaven must be able to see your achievements today. I will be very pleased."
Yan Xiaojiu shook his head and said: "This song is not popular in Cangnan Road. In fact, it should be a song popular in Kyoto. My mother is from Kyoto and married to a queen from Cangnan Road. I never went back to my parents’ house. I played this song when I felt homesick. I felt used to it after listening to it.” From Kyoto, it seems that Chen Shishi learned it during training at Juxiangfang.
Yan Xiaojiu seemed to have found someone to talk to, and continued: "Mother, combined with the customs of Cangnan Road, made some changes to this piece, making it more ethereal, melodious, and melodious, because This piece of music has never been taught to others. It has been a long time since I heard this piece of music. If it hadn't been brought back to my memory just now, I would have almost forgotten the tone of this piece of music. God is wise and allowed me to recall it again. .”
Xu Boan was shocked when he heard Yan Xiaojiu’s words.
He said that his mother had modified this piece and had not taught it to anyone else, so no one should be able to play it. But why can Chen Shishi play it now?
If Chen Shishi can play the music popular in Kyoto, it can be said that it is from the Juxiangfang Church.
But this piece of music, which Yan Xiaojiu’s mother personally adapted, has never been taught to anyone else. It is absolutely impossible for Chen Shishi to know it!
But now, Chen Shishi is actually playing again.
This doesn’t make sense!
It can’t be said that Chen Shishi is the second reincarnation of Yan Xiaojiu’s mother and still inherits some memories about music!
This is a bit nonsense.
Xu Bo'an thought for a while and asked cautiously: "Yan Xiaojiu, let me ask you, you just said that your mother personally arranged this piece of music and never taught it to anyone?"
< br> Yan Xiaojiu nodded and said: "Never, because my mother was married from Kyoto to Cangnan Road. The cultures of the two places are very different, and the language is not very easy to communicate with. My mother rarely even goes out, so there is nothing good about it. Friends, they stay at home most of the time and entertain themselves by playing chess, calligraphy and painting."
Xu Bo'an understood what Yan Xiaojiu said about her mother's living conditions at that time. The world of bonsai is now big. The Jing Dynasty was roughly like the situation in feudal society, which was very unfriendly to women.
Before getting married, women from wealthy families are almost "raised in a state of being unknown to the purdah".
Even after getting married, there are a lot of rules and regulations, and they are not as free and unrestrained as men.
In addition, Yan Xiaojiu’s mother is a foreigner, and with her ability to listen to this “playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting”, she is probably the daughter of a wealthy family in Kyoto. After marrying outside, she will face a strange place and the language and customs are not familiar. It must be more difficult to integrate into the local circle.
If you are an ordinary family, you may have to make money in public to make a living because of the cost of food and clothing. But according to Yan Xiaojiu, their family is relatively wealthy, and they have no worries about food and clothing. There is also a big house to live in. In this case, Yan Xiaojiu's mother has no need to go out to do work, so to a certain extent, it also limits her opportunities to passively integrate into the local area.
This song is difficult to hear.
Xu Bo'an asked again: "Is it possible that although your mother did not teach this music to others, someone stole it from her and learned this piece?"
Yan Xiaojiu shook his head and said: "It shouldn't happen. Kyoto and Cangnan Road are thousands of miles apart. As I said just now, the cultural differences between the two places are very big, and the music is even more different. The local people in Cangnan Road , is not interested in these Kyoto tunes at all. Even my father himself said privately that he cannot appreciate these melodious sounds in Kyoto, so let alone that she has no social contacts and has no chance to teach others, even if she is willing to teach them. , and no one is willing to learn it!"
Xu Bo'an nodded again, already having a very bold guess about the origin of Chen Shishi's song.
I am afraid that she really has an unusual relationship with Yan Xiaojiu’s mother. Now that things have come to this, it would be inappropriate to cover up Chen Shishi's existence any longer.
Previously, Xu Boan was afraid that letting Chen Shishi be known to Yan Xiaojiu would have a negative impact on Chen Shishi's future life and life safety.
But now, Xu Boan even suspects that Yan Xiaojiu and Chen Shishi may be a family!
Yes, even though Yan Xiaojiu said just now, his family members have been killed and are no longer alive.
But Chen Shishi really played the music that Yan Xiaojiu said no one could play except his mother, and the courtyard pattern drawn by Chen Shishi was definitely what Yan Xiaojiu looked like at his home. .
If one coincidence is still a coincidence, then two coincidences are hardly coincidences.
For example, if you buy a lottery ticket and win the first prize today, people will definitely envy your good luck!
But if you buy a lottery ticket the next day and win the first prize, people will definitely only say "haha" to you.
The former may be called a coincidence, and the latter is called rebirth. You were a lottery seller in your last life!
Thinking of this, Xu Boan slowly said: "Yan Xiaojiu, if I said that the music you just heard was not an illusion, what would you think?"
Yan Xiaojiu blinked his eyes blankly and said: "The hallucinatory song I just heard was my mother..."
Halfway through this sentence, Yan Xiaojiu suddenly froze. .
His eyes suddenly widened and he stared at the huge statue in front of him. His upper body suddenly stood up straight and he said in shock: "Grandpa Mountain God, what did you say? I heard The song... no... is not an illusion!"
Xu Bo'an said with certainty: "Yes, someone just played this song"
"It's impossible, this is absolutely impossible. Impossible!" Yan Xiaojiu shook her head like a rattle and continued: "My mother has been dead for many years, and the government had already issued a death certificate, so I had to live in another country. If my mother was still alive, she would not be alive. It would make me leave my hometown alone. Now that we are separated by yin and yang, how can I still hear the music she plays, unless I have the legendary magical power that can make yin and yang meet?"
Yan Xiaojiu was stunned for a second, and suddenly a stimulated smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he laughed and said: "I know, Grandpa Mountain God, it's you, Grandpa Mountain God! Look at me, I'm really stupid. Although I don't have That kind of great supernatural power that can meet yin and yang, but you are the mountain god grandfather who is among the immortals. You must have helped me. For my pity's sake, you have a kind heart and adult beauty, so that my mother can be with me. See you, it must be like this."
As he spoke, Yan Xiaojiu kowtowed crazily and shouted: "Kowtow to Grandpa Mountain God for your blessing, kowtow to Grandpa Mountain God for your blessing."
Xu Bo'an couldn't help but remind: "You misunderstood, it's not like this."
However, Yan Xiaojiu seemed to have not heard Xu Bo'an's words, and still kowtowed to thank him. shout.
Xu Bo'an was dumbfounded.
Is this... a symptom of madness?
Because Yan Xiaojiu suddenly felt that he could meet the current yin and yang, he was suddenly so excited that he couldn't help himself. Just like Fan Jin, he lost his mind and went crazy?
Xu Bo'an thought of the story about Fan Jin who passed the national examination. Fan Jin was woken up by a slap from his father-in-law after he went crazy.
I didn’t dare to delay any more immediately, after all, the longer this condition got delayed, the more troublesome it became.
Xu Boan immediately stretched out his hand, narrowed his palm, and slapped Yan Xiaojiu on the face.
A crisp sound rang out instantly, and Yan Xiaojiu was immediately slapped so hard that his eyes were filled with stars and his nose was sore. Kneeling, he turned the futon around several times before stopping.
After calming down, Yan Xiaojiu covered her cheek, looked around at a loss, and said blankly: "What's wrong with me!"
Xu Bo'an's kind reminder Said: "You just lost your mind and went crazy!"
With this reminder, Yan Xiaojiu seemed to have thought of the situation just now.
Immediately he straightened his body and kowtowed again: "Thank you, Grandpa Mountain God."
Xu Bo'an thought that this kid was sick again, and was about to reach out and slap him again, when he saw Yan Xiaojiu kowtowed and stopped, and his eyes were no longer as distracted as before. Only then did he realize that he was still awake.
Yan Xiaojiu straightened up and said expectantly: "Grandpa Mountain God, have you invited my mother over? Where is she? If possible, please turn on the ability for me. Look at the magical eyes of Yin and Yang, let me take a look at her!”
Although Xu Boan didn’t know what Yan Xiaojiu was talking about, he roughly understood what it meant.
It is nothing more than some legends here that through some operation such as wiping the eyes with magical potions or things, or opening the eyes, people can see things that ordinary people cannot see, commonly known as Yin and Yang eyes.
But Xu Boan doesn’t know how to do this.
What's more, Xu Bo'an doesn't have the ability to summon spirits to see him!
However, as Xu Bo'an is the mountain god of this place, he naturally cannot say that he can't open the magical pupils. Otherwise, it would be so shameless.
So, Xu Boan said bluntly: "Yan Xiaojiu, Yan Xiaojiu, what are you thinking? The song just now was not played by your mother, but by someone else!"
When Yan Xiaojiu heard this, he was even dumbfounded.
"What did you say? Grandpa Shan Shen, you mean that this piece of music that my mother arranged but never taught to others was not played by her?"
Yan Xiaojiu While I was surprised, a trace of disappointment also flashed through my heart. If this was really the case, my extravagant hope of seeing my mother again would really be impossible!
(End of this chapter)