The little dumpling is five and a half years old, which made his father so angry that his head split

The guqin, also known as the yaoqin or the seven-stringed zither, is three feet six and a half inches long, symbolizing 365 days.

Li Tian couldn't play the guqin; she only heard her grandmother say that it was very difficult to learn.

It's much harder than playing the piano.

Therefore, when learning string instruments, the guzheng, which has more strings, is generally recommended.

Clearly defined high and low frequency zones make it easier to get started.

"Aunt Chang, can you play the guqin?"

Chang Yuan smiled.

"I'm just a beginner; my father and brother are both experts."

"I'll play a tune for you when I have the chance later."

Li Tian did not ask whether it was Chang Yuan or her older brother who played the zither.

I'm not going to play for them anyway, I don't have the face for that.

If it's to celebrate the old lady's birthday and bring her joy, then that's possible.

The equipment room is ridiculously large.

There is a standard competition-sized pool table inside.

Rackets and new balls, everything is in order.

Even tennis, badminton, and football are all available.

There were even two fencing helmets and sabers hanging on the wall.

The whole place is like a small gym, and it doesn't feel crowded even if three or five people are exercising here.

"My younger brother and nephews all like sports. When they get tired of reading, they like to stay here and work up a sweat."

Li Tian smiled and praised him a few times.

In a family steeped in scholarly tradition, to have a sports facility like this is truly remarkable.

When Chang Yuan heard that more guests had come in, she said, "The second floor is all bedrooms, I won't take you there to see them."

"You two make yourselves at home, a few more little guests will be coming over soon."

"Aunt Chang, can we take the book to the tea room to read?"

Li Tian actually wanted to browse around, but she still asked on behalf of Li Muchen.

Chang Yuan patted Li Tian on the shoulder.

"Sure, I'll bring you a pot of flower tea later."

They're already in junior high school, so Chang Yuan isn't worried about their safety.

A wise person will not take risks easily.

"I'm in the living room. Just call out if you need anything."

Li Tianchong and Chang Yuan waved.

The brother and sister first experienced a standard pool table.

Having gotten used to playing on concrete platforms, I have to consciously hold back my strength when playing on standard platforms.

Otherwise, it's easy to go out of bounds.

"Can I join you?"

A boy taller than Li Muchen appeared in the equipment room.

"Sure, you can come."

Li Tian placed the racket on the table.

Her ball skills are not as good as Li Muchen's, so she can watch them play and learn from them.

The boy smiled and nodded.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Chang Mingxuan, and I'm a second-year high school student. My aunt asked me to come and keep you company."

That must be Chang Yuan's child.

She must have met him when her father got married, but I don't remember him well.

"Hello, brother, I'm Li Tian."

"Li Muchen".

Chang Mingxuan was doing his homework upstairs, thinking he would come out to greet the guests later.

As a result, her aunt forcibly pulled her down.

There were some complaints.

But after seeing the Li siblings, that unpleasant feeling disappeared.

These two children are very pleasing to the eye, and they speak gently and politely.

We can play together.

Chang Mingxuan didn't stand on ceremony and picked up his racket to play against Li Muchen.

He just didn't expect that Li Muchen, who seemed so gentle, would be so fierce when he played basketball.

The force was enormous, and the position was very tricky.

It's hard to catch the ball.

I wonder if he does the same thing when he fights with his sister.

Chang Mingxuan was having some trouble dealing with it.

Li Tian looked at it very carefully.

Observation is also a very necessary form of learning.

You don't know until you compare; judging from this, Li Muchen's skill level should be considered quite good.

I held my own even when playing basketball against a high school student.

3:2

Chang Mingxuan narrowly won by two goals.

Li Tian didn't intend to go on stage; she just wanted to see how things went.

Moreover, even if you win by chance in a two-on-one situation, it would still feel like an unfair victory.

"Brother, we're a little thirsty. May we sit in the tea room?"

Chang Mingxuan could not obtain it.

They readily led the person to the tea room.

However, when they arrived at the teahouse, it was already occupied.

"Big brother, have you finished your homework?"

Chang Mingxuan nodded to his sister and introduced Li Tian and the others to each other.

The three children in the house were Chang Mingxuan's younger sister, his cousin, and a relative's child.

"Please have a seat, I'll go make some flower tea."

Chang Mingxuan nodded and left.

The three children seemed more familiar to her. Since they had already taken the low couch, Li Tian pulled Li Muchen to sit at the octagonal table.

Chang Mingyue was about the same height as Li Muchen, and she got up and sat down.

"What grade are you in?"

"You can't hit someone who's smiling," Li Tian replied with a smile.

"We were in the same grade but different classes in the first year of junior high. What about your older sister?"

Chang Mingyue looked surprised.

She is about to take the high school entrance exam and rarely gets distracted by other things.

"How old are you? Are you already in the first year of junior high?"

Li Tian smiled again, without offering any further explanation.

Saying too much would sound like I'm deliberately showing off; there's no need to stir up hatred.

"Little sister, I remember Dad said you sang very well and even released a cassette tape."

Li Tian nodded obediently again.

Her father was afraid she would cause trouble, so she had to be well-behaved.

She will never transform into a female fighter unless provoked by someone.

Fighting is tiring too.

How wonderful it would be to wear a pretty dress and drink tea.

"Could you sing us a song?"

Li Tian continued to smile sweetly, not easily giving up.

"Does your sister play the guqin? I've heard it's very difficult to learn."

Chang Mingyue shook her head.

"The seven-stringed zither is too difficult, so I switched to learning the piano. My brother, on the other hand, can play a few ancient pieces."

Chang Mingyue didn't make things difficult, and Li Tian stopped putting on airs.

"If there's a chance later, how about you play the piano and I sing, sister?"

"Okay, okay."

Chang Mingyue readily agreed.

"Sister Yue, I sing very well too, can you accompany me on the instrument later?"

As soon as the voice came out, several pairs of eyes turned to the little boy who had spoken.

Chang Mingyue simply smiled, neither agreeing nor refusing.

It's like they're saving face for the little guest.

"Alright, Lele, you can sing? I didn't know that."

Chang Mingli's words revealed the secret of heaven.

The boy named Lele stood up with his hands on his hips.

"Cousin, you're bullying me. Everyone in the family says I have a good voice, and I like to sing too."

Chang Mingli patted his forehead, almost forgetting his mother's instructions.

Why bother arguing with a little kid?

They should treat their little guests well; it would be embarrassing if they made a scene.

"I'll accompany you with the music, okay?"

Lele looks to be about seven or eight years old.

She's obviously spoiled by her family.

Seeing that Chang Mingli had given in, they actually thought they had done the right thing.

Head held high.

"I don't want you, I just want Sister Yue to play the piano for me."

Chang Mingyue patted Li Tian's hand and smiled, telling her not to mind.

As long as she doesn't provoke Li Tian, ​​she won't take a little kid seriously.

Chang Mingli compromised, thinking that the matter was over.

No one expected that Lele would run up to Li Tian.

"So you're just a burden on the Li family?"

"She's alright looking, but she's timid and petty, not presentable enough to be seen in public."

Li Tian blinked.

Is this referring to her?

What grudge? What enmity?

Chang Mingyue slammed her hand on the table and stood up.

"Song Le, shut up!"