Chapter 443: Chapter 443: 258: The Mother-in-law Finds Her Son-in-law More Pleasing to the Eye_4

It seemed that he saw Xu Qingyan and pointed in his direction.

Amidst the fireworks, Lin Wanzhou turned her head and stared at him for a while. Her gaze, distant and remote, fell on him, and she beckoned to him. She couldn’t hear his voice but could feel the warmth.@@novelbin@@

At this moment, New Year’s Eve was about to draw to a close.

….

Shanxi.

Pei Huaiyi fumbled with the search software for a long time, ending up in a fluster, but it was ultimately Mrs. He who managed to combine most of the news together.

“Why is he writing songs for someone else?” Pei’s father muttered.

“Don’t they need to eat?” Mrs. He gave him a look and continued reading her book at the head of the bed, “I think this young man is not bad. Don’t be so picky.”

“What’s good about him? There isn’t even a hint of a relationship,” Pei Huaiyi said dissatisfiedly. “If they were really boyfriend and girlfriend, he would have brought her home by now. It’s most likely not the case.”

“The best if it’s not. Am I the one being picky? Do you remember Old Hu from our unit? His daughter-in-law married a celebrity, and their house is constantly in chaos.”

“Heh, our Xiaochan is different,” Mrs. He put down her book. “What’s wrong with being a singer? It’s not like they’re doing anything indecent; they’re earning their keep with their own talents.”

“From the beginning, I was against her becoming a singer. You said…”

“Be content. The eldest has already given you enough pride. Don’t interfere with Xiaochan’s work,” Mrs. He said impatiently. “She’s my only daughter.”

“Did you ever take care of us mother and daughter? When Xiaochan had a high fever that wouldn’t subside, where were you then?”

“I… I was on a mission. You know that,” replied Pei Huaiyi sheepishly.

“Then don’t treat Xiaochan like you manage the eldest. It’s more important for the child to live happily according to her own wishes,” Mrs. He stated firmly.

“When the Taoist suggested changing Xiaochan’s name, he made it very clear. Live according to one’s heart; being bound by worldly rituals and ceremonies will only make life more tiring.”

Hearing this, Pei Huaiyi couldn’t help but sigh.

“But she can’t just choose anyone.”

“She isn’t just choosing anyone. Look how young she is, and she’s already involved in the Spring Festival Gala,” Mrs. He countered. “Just how high are your standards? Trying to find a deity for a son-in-law?”

“At least he should have a stable job, right? Writing songs isn’t exactly a proper path,” Pei Huaiyi continued stubbornly, pointing at the phone, “Look, he’s also singing. Singing what, ‘Blue and White Porcelain’.”

“Always singing these melancholy love songs. I really don’t know what these young people are singing about these days.”

“What else would young people sing if not love songs? It’s clear you don’t understand because you’ve grown old,” Mrs. He increasingly liked Xu Qingyan as she instinctively retorted Pei’s father.

As she spoke, she casually played the song ‘Blue and White Porcelain’. The network took two seconds to load, and before she could continue speaking, an ancient-sounding prelude began.

“The embryo outlines the blue flowers, the pen strokes thickening and thinning. The body of the vase is painted with peonies, just like your initial makeup.”

At the first line of lyrics, Mrs. He was stunned. Even the constantly complaining Pei’s father couldn’t help but look complicated as he heard “The cooking smoke rises faintly, separating us by thousands of miles.”

This song seemed… okay, not just some run-of-the-mill love song.

These lyrics…

“The color of the sky awaits the misty rain, and I am waiting for you… so delicate like an embroidery needle falling to the ground… Outside the curtain, the banana leaves provoke the sudden rain, and the door ring turns verdigris, and I pass by that…”

The soothing melody of ‘Blue and White Porcelain’ echoed through the room, the lyrics and tune lucid.

Until the song ended, Pei’s father’s expression grew even more complicated. Turning to see Mrs. He gazing at him with a smile, as if waiting for him to speak, he struggled for a while and could only muster.

“Not bad.”

“Hah, your mouth is all you have left,” Mrs. He quipped with a slight curl of her lips, “Even if it were burnt, it could still refine a Golden Core, all thanks to your mouth.”

Pei Huaiyi: “….”

At this moment.

Xu Qingyan had just seen Lin Wanzhou back to the hotel, reminding her of a few things, mostly about tomorrow’s schedule.

Lin Wanzhou stood at the doorway, looking at him and asked.

“Are you going back?”

“Uh… I haven’t packed my things in the dorm yet, and there’s still some work to wrap up at the stage,” Xu Qingyan said, “You don’t need to wait for me. I will come to pick you up at noon tomorrow.”

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