Reborn As A Lucky Girl

Because she hadn't used the piano for a long time, Qin Yali covered it with a piece of cloth to prevent dust from falling into the gaps of the piano. For some reason today, Ouyang Qing'an suddenly wanted to open the cloth and play a song.    

    

However, when he touched the piano again, he was still not familiar with it. In order to find a feel for it, he first played a song called Night Song. This was a relatively basic Night Song, which helped him regain his senses.    

    

When he slowly got used to it, his tune turned and a soothing, quiet, and sad song drifted through the entire guzheng room.    

    

If Xue Xue'er was here, she would definitely be able to tell that this was The Marriage in the Dream. It was just that at this time, this song had just been out for a short period of time and it was still very common. At least, there were too few people in the country who heard it.    

    

Ouyang Qing'an was also benefiting from his father's French, so he usually came into contact with these things. The composition of this song was also French, and it was specially composed for opera.    

    

The theme of the whole song was a little sad, but it also carried hope for the future.    

    

"Son, do you miss Cher?"    

    

Qin Yali called Ouyang Qing'an many times, but he did not respond. There was no other way, so she had to go upstairs herself. As soon as she went upstairs, she heard the sound of music coming from the piano room at the end of the corridor.    

    

She followed the sound but did not disturb him. Instead, she chose to stand at the door and quietly listen to the song. After the song ended, she opened the door and asked Ouyang Qing'an, who was sitting on a stool.    

    

Children of this age did not have the concept of marriage. There should be young and ignorant love between boys and girls.    

    

Ouyang Qing'an's eyes dimmed, but he did not answer Qin Yali's question. He quietly changed the cloth back and stood up to walk out of the piano room.    

    

Seeing his silent look, Qin Yali shook her head. It was the same every time. It seemed that only Xue'er could cure him. Otherwise, the family would have suffocated her to death.    

    

Ouyang Zhengkuan worked every day. She stayed at home alone. Her son was silent and did not speak. She was really worried to death.    

    

"Quick, help your mother set up the chopsticks. Your father will be back soon." Ouyang Zhengkuan came back just as he was instructing Ouyang Qing'an to play with the chopsticks.    

    

Speak of the devil.    

    

The moment Ouyang Zhengkuan entered the room, he threw his briefcase on the sofa and hugged his wife intimately. He didn't care if his son was by his side at all.    

    

During this period of work, he almost missed Qin Yali to death. Qin Yali, on the other hand, still remembered that her son was there and warned him in a low voice to restrain himself a little.    

    

"Why is it so rich today? Did something big happen?" After so long, Ouyang Zhengkuan's Mandarin became more fluent. It even had a local accent. He looked at the table full of dishes and his appetite immediately became bigger.    

    

Qin Yali and Ouyang Qing'an also sat down. She explained, "Qing'an got the first prize and will be going to Beijing to compete later. If he does well, he can be guaranteed to go to Beijing University."    

    

As for the prize money, Qin Yali never took it seriously. Their family's assets did not need to consider these. This time, it was mainly for the child's future.    

    

If they did not plan to go overseas to develop, then the domestic schools would be Hua University's number one school. In this day and age, who did not want to enter Hua University?    

    

"University of Hua? I've heard of this school before. Qing'an needs to work hard. If you pass the exam, we'll move to Beijing and sell the house here. "