How long has it been since you played the piano?
About two years ago?
At that time, Jiang Tiedan was still a kitten that had just been weaned, a thin and small one, and had just been brought back by Jiang Mo from an inconspicuous corner of the park near his home.
Memories keep coming up like a tide.
Probably a late autumn.
Jiang Yanhao's work is still as busy as ever. He flies around all day, and his feet are busy without touching the ground. He has no time to get along with Jiang Mo at all, so he can only give him a material environment with good conditions.
Out of guilt, he was also very tolerant of his son's discipline. As long as Jiang Mo asked for it, he would usually agree, but the premise was that Jiang Mo had to mention it.
There is a quite large ginkgo tree in front of the gate of the Jiang family's mansion. At this time of year, countless fan-shaped leaves will fall, fluttering in the wind, flashing a golden yellow light, and finally falling to the ground, until The ground turned golden all over the place. This picture looked inexplicably beautiful, causing the housekeeping aunt to deliberately not sweep it clean several times, trying to leave some gold for the lonely boy in the house.
Jiang Mo was quiet, so he was the only one at home when his father was on a business trip. Jiang Yanhao respected his son's wishes and no longer insisted on hiring a nanny for him to take care of his life. He only arranged for the housekeeping aunt to go there regularly during Jiang Mo's school to clean the daily cleaning and fill the refrigerator.
Therefore, Jiang Mo has also cultivated a very good cooking skills, and sometimes he will make it himself when he doesn't want to eat takeaway.
Jiang Mo's mother, Tang Siya, loved music the most during her lifetime, especially the piano. Naturally, she could play the piano well and was also a famous piano musician. So the Jiang family naturally vacated a large room for her to use as a piano room, and spent a lot of money on a top-level piano.
After her death, Jiang Mo took over the piano room. Cleaning and tuning the piano himself - under the subtle influence of his mother, Jiang Mo also had an extremely prominent talent and interest in the piano since he was a child, and he had reached the tenth grade of piano at the age of ten.
The old ginkgo tree outside was surprisingly large, and the piano room was on the second floor, and it happened to be facing it. Many of its branches extended very close to the house, and the thickest branch even poked straight to the window. edge.
At that time, Comrade Jiang Tiedan was still a small and thin cat, extremely afraid of life, not as bold and shameless as he is now. He was not particularly sticky to Jiang Mo before, and he usually either found a corner to shrink or climbed to that branch to sleep.
At that age, most of the hobbies of his peers were playing games, but Jiang Mo was different. As soon as he got up in his spare time, he liked to stay in the piano room for a while, either practicing the piano or writing music.
The beautiful sound of the piano is often hidden from the "rustling" sound of the autumn wind blowing the leaves outside the window, and finally blends into the nature together and goes away with the wind.
Jiang Tiedan is probably a cat with a musical cell. Whenever Jiang Mo was practicing in the piano room, it would open its eyes excitedly, stretch a big lazy waist on the branches, and then jump down the window edge from the half-open window. Come in, grab his legs, find a position to squat on it, squint his eyes comfortably into a slit, and listen to him play quietly.
Not long after that, Jiang Mo never played the piano again. Although the piano room was still cleaned regularly, he never touched the piano again.
Academic busyness is naturally part of the reason, but most of the reason is something else.
Later, Comrade Jiang Tiedan gradually developed horizontally, gradually completely abandoned the last bit of coldness, and embarked on the road of no return of acting cute and playing rascals.
In the final time freeze frame, one month before the entrance examination this year, Jiang Mo took the initiative to call his father, and the content was very short. He said, "Dad, I want to go to Binjiang."
Jiang Yanhao's answer was also very simple. He said, "Okay."
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