Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

Chapter 253 Sweet Duo

Song Sanniang also learned to play the piano, but she only learned the basics.

When playing the piano, the placement of the piano and the placement of the fingers are very particular. He Pingdu leisurely adjusted the placement of the piano to make it suitable for his playing.

He lowered his head slightly, and then his long fingers with distinct joints moved across the zither, and the melodious music floated in the cabin.

As he played the guitar, he occasionally raised his head and smiled at Song Sanniang. Song Sanniang had never seen him like this before.

The handsome scholar was playing the piano for his beloved, and there was an alluring charm between his eyebrows and eyes. She listened to him playing the piano quietly, with him all in her eyes.

When the song was over, the lingering sound lingered in the air. He stretched out a finger and hooked it, and Song Sanniang walked towards him.

He asked Song Sanniang to kneel on his right side, and he put his right hand around her waist.

Song Sanniang asked, "What song did you just play?"

He Pingdu curled his lips and smiled, "I wrote this for you, the title of the song is "Mu Fanghua"."

Song Sanniang didn't expect that he composed this song for her. She was a little flattered and said, "Thank you, I like this song very much."

He Pingdu never thought that he would ask her to repay him for composing a song for him. He asked softly,

"Didn't you learn to play the qin from Master Hu? What music do you know?"

Song Sanniang said a few poems that He Pingdu was not satisfied with, so he asked with a smile, "Will Feng Qiu Huang meet?"

Song Sanniang nodded, and He Pingdu then asked, "Then let's play together?"

Song Sanniang was a little flustered, "I was just playing it for fun."

He Pingdu hugged her a little tighter, "It's okay, we're just playing for fun."

So the two began to play together, Song Sanniang played with her right hand and He Pingdu played with his left hand.

At first, the two of them were a little out of sync, but gradually they adjusted and developed a tacit understanding.

The slender jade fingers and the long fingers with distinct joints danced together, looking harmonious and lingering, and the piano music floated from the cabin to the river.

The two let the pleasure boat drift down the inner city river, while He Pingdu taught Song Sanniang how to play the zither.

He pointed out the shortcomings of her fingering and taught her how to improve her inconsistent rhythm. Slowly, after playing more songs, Song Sanniang felt that she had gained the feeling.

It was as if she had just gotten enlightened. She no longer felt the nervousness of playing the piano, but instead had a desire to continue playing.

But He Pingdu stopped her, "Okay, that's all for today. Your hands will get skinned without the finger guards."

Song Sanniang then stopped and sincerely thanked He Pingdu, "Thank you for your advice."

He Pingdu looked at her with a half-smile, "Then how do you want to repay me?"

Seeing him like this, Song Sanniang took out her purse, took out five taels of silver, and spread out his big palm, "Here, this is the tuition for Master He."

He Pingdu laughed, put the silver back into her purse, then hugged her and whispered in her ear, "Kiss me again, please."

Song Sanniang's ears turned red. He came closer than ever before, almost whispering into her ear.

His breath sprayed on her ears, which made them itchy. Song Sanniang's ears were particularly sensitive, so she immediately shrank her neck and shouted, "It's itchy."

He Pingdu buried his face in her neck and rubbed her ears. Song Sanniang felt embarrassed and itchy, and half of her body felt numb.

She lowered her voice unconsciously and hummed softly, "Don't do that, it's itchy."

He Pingdu deliberately breathed heavily on her neck. Sometimes, men's predatory instinct towards women is innate.

He could feel the person in his arms completely limp in his arms, and he liked this feeling very much, but he was afraid that if he overdid it, he would have a reaction.

He sniffed the fragrance of the person in his arms, suppressing the urge to suck her slender white neck with his lips and leave his mark.

He struggled to leave her slender white neck, and finally he just hugged her tightly, then gently kissed the top of her head. Love is impulse, and love is also restraint.

Song Sanniang had no idea that the man had gone through so much inner struggle in just a short while. She let the man hold her and listen to his heartbeat, again and again.

It was not yet afternoon when the three of them returned to Tian Mi Mi after the river cruise. He Pingdu and his friend followed Song Sanniang into Tian Mi Mi.

He Pingdu sat at the counter with Song Sanniang, acting like a male shopkeeper. Xiao Jinzi went into the kitchen with a shameless face to ask for food from Song Ersao.

Song Xiaodi came out from the backyard. He stood in front of the counter, his hands on his hips, and glared at the two people who were high above him. "Big sister, why didn't you take me with you when you went out to play today?"

Song Sanniang looked at the sullen look of the little fat boy and said with a smile, "I don't know who slept like a pig this morning and couldn't be woken up even if I called him."

After hearing this, Song Xiaodi scratched his head and thought for a while, "Ah? Am I sleeping?"

After saying this, he smiled foolishly and ran to the counter, hugged Song Sanniang's waist,

"Then sister, you must wake me up next time, and I will never stay in bed again."

He Pingdu picked up little brother Song and said with a smile, "Where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

Song thought about it seriously, then said excitedly, "Big sister said before that it's best to go on a picnic in autumn. I want to go on a picnic."

He Pingdu looked at Song Sanniang who was seriously calculating, and pinched Song Xiaodi's nose. "Okay, then I'll take you there tomorrow, okay?"

Song Xiaodi clapped his hands happily, "Okay, okay."

Hearing this, Song Sanniang raised her head and glared at He Pingdu, "Just spoil him."

The three were chatting when two people suddenly came in from outside. One was He Hai, who was by Mr. He's side, and the other was the old nanny who had come to invite Song Sanniang to the chrysanthemum banquet last time.

He Hai was not surprised to see He Pingdu there. He greeted the two of them and then got down to business.

"Miss Song, I am so sorry for what happened that day. To express my apology, the old master asked me to call this bold old servant to kowtow to you and apologize.

I also enclosed some gifts, and I hope you can accept our He Mansion’s apology.”

Song Sanniang had long forgotten about this matter. She smiled and said, "I don't care about it anymore, but I still thank you for seeking justice for me, old man."

To be honest, the old man was already giving Song Sanniang face by doing this. Of course, it was impossible for the old lady to apologize to Song Sanniang.

As they were talking, the groom who had picked them up that day came in. He and the old maid knelt down on their knees and kowtowed to Song Sanniang, saying words of apology.

To be honest, Song Sanniang didn't even buy a maid, so she was not used to having people kowtow to her like this, but she couldn't stop it, otherwise it would be a slap in the old man's face.

When the two were almost done, He Pingdu said, "That's enough, everyone leave now."

So the two of them withdrew, but before they came to apologize, they knew in their hearts that they could no longer stay in the He Mansion.

After the two left, three people walked in from outside, all holding gift boxes. He Pingdu asked them to put down the things and leave.

He Hai also said goodbye to Song Sanniang and the others. Before leaving, he smiled and said, "Du'er, try your best to marry Miss Song home. The old man is always talking about wanting to have tea with his wife."

These words made Song Sanniang blush, while Song Laoer and Song Ersao looked at each other in bewilderment. The couple came out from the backyard when they heard the noise.

When He Pingdu saw the two people coming out, his usual calmness seemed to disappear. He was a little at a loss as to what to do when greeting Song Laoer and his wife.

The second son Song and his wife pretended that nothing had happened, but in fact they had long wanted to grab their daughter and ask her what was going on and why things had suddenly turned out like this between her and the third master of the He family.