Chapter 607 I Blame You

Is it any wonder that she was able to make Mu Jin look at her differently before?

Although I don't like it, such a woman is worth it.

"To be honest, I still blame you!" The two of them walked side by side, and the sun shone on Yun Shu's eyes, which were bright and gentle.

Wei Yuanwei stopped: "Why?"

"If you had appeared earlier, I wouldn't have been the princess, and he wouldn't have been so embarrassed!" Yun Shu recalled the past, but the corners of his eyes were still gentle.

"You don't want to be the princess, do you?" Wei Yuanwei heard Yun Shu's voiceover.

"To be honest, I admire Mu Jin very much, but I know that he is not my lover. What I have always expected is to marry someone who loves me, not someone who I can't win my heart at all!" Yun Shu The words were spoken calmly, but there was a touch of sadness mixed with them.

Yun Shuyue said this, and Wei Yuanwei really felt that Mu Jin had wasted a woman's life.

But what to do, in that case, women are just accessories and tools?

The two of them walked to the pool in silence. Although there were fewer people than usual, they still had to queue.

When Wei Yuanwei and Yun Shu walked over, many people looked at Yun Shu and Wei Yuanxi with a kind of hostility and even looked at them like gods of plague. After Wei Yuanxi passed by them, they all talked in low voices and whispered. start.

During this process, Yun Shu told Wei Yuanwei a lot about what happened six years ago.

She can play the piano, compose poetry, and is good at writing, but even so, she cannot support herself with any of these.

Because in this world, women are never recognized. Women can only go to those places of dust, even if Yun Shu plays the piano well.

But her appearance has been ruined, no matter how good she is at playing, no one is willing to hire her, right?

"His aunt, you're here, hurry up, I've just finished washing!" It was Wei Yuanwei's turn next.

But who knew that after the person in front finished washing, he directly pulled the person behind him to stand on the stone slab.

Wei Yuanwei was about to say something, but Yun Shu grabbed Wei Yuanwei's sleeve and said very gently: "They can only live in oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, laundry and cooking, even for the rest of their lives. They can’t live without this place, so why should we care about them?”

When Yun Shu said this, his mind was very peaceful, with a faint smile on his face, and the brilliance revealed from his apricot eyes was unusually brilliant.

Wei Yuanwei nodded slightly and said nothing more. These people would be like this for the rest of their lives.

It wasn't until almost noon that the two of them finished washing the clothes.

When they returned, Mu Jin came over with Yu Mo at some point. Yu Mo still had a cold face and seemed unwilling to get along with Mu Jin, but Mu Jin seemed to like this child very much.

There was a warm smile on his face.

Wei Yuanwei could see the expectation in Mu Jin's eyes.

Child, how much did he want a child before? Now he finally got what he wanted.

"Mother." As soon as Yu Mo saw Yun Shu walking in, he immediately ran over and put his little hands in Yun Shu's arms.

"What's wrong?" Yun Shu gently leaned down and touched Yu Mo's head and said.

Yu Mo turned his head and glanced at Mu Jin behind him, then retracted his little head and pulled Yun Shu back.

"What's wrong, Yu Mo?" Yun Shu was a little confused, and then looked at Mu Jin aside.

Mu Jin was dressed in white and stood under the lush trees, with a warm and jade-like smile on her elegant and pure face, just like a pot of mellow wine brewed under the peach tree, fragrant and thick Profound and thought-provoking.

"Mom, I'm hungry!" Yu Mo grabbed Yun Shu's clothes with her small hands.

"Yes, it's time to have lunch soon, I'll do it!" Wei Yuanwei said again, and then pulled Feng Yin to the side: "Feng Yin, come and help me cook the pot!"

"Hey..." Yun Shu wanted to call Wei Yuanxi to stop, but Wei Yuanxi walked very fast, and Feng Yin followed closely behind.

"I remember that the song of greetings you played before was very nice. Now that you have nothing to do, why don't you play it for me and the children to listen to?" Mu Jin stepped forward and was the first to break the silence.

Yun Shu lowered his eyes, looked at his scarred hands, and said with some embarrassment: "I haven't touched the piano for a long time, and these hands are not as good as before. I'm afraid they are not as beautiful as before. On the contrary, it will mislead you!"

Mu Jin smiled: "It's okay, you just need to play! I'll play the piano for you!"

Yu Mo raised his head and looked at Yun Shu, his eyes were also cold, as if he was asking Yun Shu if he could play it.

This greeting song is one of the ten famous songs of Nanyue Kingdom. The melody is circuitous and long, both joyful and sad. When played, it has the power to swallow mountains and rivers.

This piece of music is easier for men to play. If a woman played it, she would be missing her ambition.

Mu Jin quickly fetched a piano and placed it on the stone bench under the tree.

Yun Shu walked over, tested the tone with his index finger and thumb, and then said, "This piano seems to be quite old. Did you just buy it?"

"The original owner of this house was a violin repairman. I saw that the sound of this piano was pretty good and it had an ancient charm, so I bought it!" Mu Jin said.

Yun Mo stood aside, frowning slightly.

The timbre of the guqin is almost always wrong. If Yun Shu didn't adjust the timbre well in advance, he might not be able to play this greeting song.

Mu Jin is still testing Yun Shu. Could it be that Yun Shu showed some flaws before?

"Then you have to wait a moment, let me adjust the tone!" Yun Shu's dry fingers moved easily on the piano, and immediately there was a dull and somewhat hoarse sound.

Even a little harsh.

Hearing this sound, Feng Yin muttered and blocked his ears with his index finger.

Wei Yuanwei stuck her head out and looked at them. The gentle breeze was blowing, and the figures of Mu Jin and Yu Mo seemed to have stepped out of ink paintings.

As for the woman sitting under the tree, lowering her head and adjusting her voice, her veil floated gently in the air with the breeze, giving her a unique and simple charm.

It's just that the simple charm is a bit forced.

Yu Mo watched motionlessly from the side, watching Yun Shu lower his head and adjust the strings one by one. He couldn't tell whether Yun Shu really looked so sure, or whether he was pretending to be so relaxed and confident.

Mu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and watched from the side. His long eyelashes fell in front of his eyes, forming a faint shadow, like a painting fan.

"Tear!" Yun Shu accidentally scratched his finger on the strings, and immediately two drops of bright red blood fell on the strings. When they dripped on the antique strings, it was like rouge staining the paper. , the color is very eye-catching.