When Xie Qiao said this, Xie Pinghuai's eyes lit up: "Really? Sister, you must not lie to me!"

"Really." Xie Qiao smiled kindly.

Xie Ping breathed a sigh of relief: "That would be great. I was used to eating the food my aunt cooked before. My aunt's cousins ​​and cousins ​​weren't there, so I always felt that something was missing. Moreover, the little master was also thinking about Xi'er since my aunt left. Now, she was so bored that she was learning Qingle, and she even took the exam for a leader, but she was so bored."

Xue Qingle, is that what his sister can do?

Even the Buddhist songs in Qingyue are not at all consistent with his family's temperament!

It can be seen that it is really suffocated.

When Xie Qiao heard this, he asked, "She learns Qingle? What's the matter?"

"It's the Qingle Class? I heard that she doesn't fall in love with the class every day. She runs to the Qingle class when she has time. After returning home, she always babbles and sings...soft... To put it ugly, Xiaoye always feels like the woman in the brothel sings... I have looked at it. I don’t know where Xi’er has broken his studies, and occasionally scratches his head and poses.” That’s what I said, but Xie Pinghuai In fact, it is not very concerned.

Singing songs is nothing but a big deal.

If my sister likes it, then go and sing without losing a piece of meat.

Just learning this stuff, it is inevitable that you will be pointed out by others, but Xie Xi is not very old, and usually sings in the music class or at home on weekdays. Outsiders don't know it, but it's okay.

Xie Qiao couldn't imagine her sister singing.

"Are you sure, it's not a country tune, but... the kind in the building?" Xie Qiao frowned slightly, paying attention to it.

"Sister, it's not that I've never been to the brothel, I'm the same as the woman in the brothel, that's the kind of..." Xie Pinghuai began to stretch out his hand, gestured in the air with an enchanting and colorful image, and then hit his ass. Crooked, with one hand half covering his face, he shyly threw his eyebrows, and then: "It's all langjun, concubine, lovesick... isn't this the song in the building?"

"..." Xie Qiao was stunned, "Isn't this what Qingle class teaches?"

She knew that the Qingyue class was able to establish a class in the Royal Academy because the songs sang in it can be regarded as elegant.

I won't talk about Buddhist music. The others are also composed of poems and songs. The tunes are mostly melodious and elegant, and they sound elegant and peaceful. They mostly sing Chunguang Qimo and Xuejiqian Village.

Those words and sentences sound like the people's peace, but they are not charming.

"Go." Xie Qiao stood up suddenly, very solemnly.

"What's wrong, big sister? Didn't you say that you are not in good health and you can't go to the big brother to settle the accounts?" Xie Pinghuai shouted from behind.

Xie Qiao paused and looked back at him: "What's the bill? We can't even beat him with a single finger. I haven't seen my sister for a long time. Can't see her?"

"..." Xie Pinghuai touched his nose.

I don't understand, how did the elder sister become fierce?

But... she has such a brutal appearance, she has no deterrence at all, which is like the big brother that beast, who wants to kill.

So even if Xie Qiao's attitude was not as kind as before, Xie Pinghuai followed behind and got on the carriage together to go home.

When they got home, it was past noon.

So it didn't take long for Xie Xi to come back.

Sure enough, as Xie Pinghuai said, as soon as Xie Xi came back, he went back to his small yard quietly. After a while, he heard the sound of singing in the yard. Not only that, Xie Qiao also heard the sound of a pipa. .