Zhang Xiao was shocked and quickly lowered his head and said, "It's because I'm too impatient. I also hope that my little sister can be happy."

"Are you happy? I hope she can be sad." Zhang Chunqiu looked up in a certain direction and said with a complicated expression: "Born in the Zhang family, she doesn't even have the qualifications to be sad. If possible, I hope she can understand what sadness is, so at least she is still a little sister."

Zhang Xiao said sadly: "If I could choose, I would rather bear this on behalf of my younger sister, but the one in the demon grave..."

"Shut up." Zhang Chunqiu, who had always been as gentle as jade, seemed to be unhappy, suddenly became furious and stared at Zhang Xiao like a knife.

Zhang Xiao was shocked and couldn't help but take two steps back with a tremor.

Although he is a brother of similar age, Zhang Xiao has deep awe of Zhang Chunqiu. He may still dare to contradict Zhang Chunqiu, and even deliberately argue with Zhang Chunqiu.

But once Zhang Chunqiu was serious, Zhang Xiao didn't dare to say anything else. Zhang Xiao had never seen Zhang Chunqiu's angry situation before. He was frightened and almost dared not look up to see Zhang Chunqiu.

Zhang Chunqiu stared at Zhang Xiao coldly and said, "You must remember that your life was exchanged by my younger sister. You are not qualified to say anything to replace her. Everyone in the Zhang family is the same. My younger sister does not owe anyone in the Zhang family, only the Zhang family owes her. If you really want to save her so much, then keep your life. Without the Zhang family and without us, my younger sister will not have to bear all that."

"Brother, I know, I don't mean that..." Zhang Xiao's face turned pale after being said by Zhang Chunqiu, but he didn't dare to refute it, and even spoke incoherently.

Zhang Chunqiu didn't say anything, nor did he listen to Zhang Xiao's words, so he turned around and left directly.

After waiting for Zhang Chunqiu to disappear from Zhang Xiao's sight, Zhang Xiao's face gradually returned to normal. He gritted his teeth and muttered in a low voice: "Don't you be the same, what qualifications do you have to get angry with me?"

The next day, Zhou Wen came to Zhang Yuzhi's garden again.

Today’s Zhang Yuzhi and yesterday’s Zhang Yuzhi seemed to have become different.

Yesterday she was dressed very formally, like a lady from a high school. When she was in front of outsiders, she treated people well. At first glance, she was born in a famous family and seemed to be a princess who was tall and arrogant.

In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that Zhang Yuzhi is a princess. The Zhang family's sphere of influence is much larger than that of an ancient country.

But today, Zhang Yuzhi was wearing a ponytail, jeans on the lower body, a short-sleeved black T-shirt on the upper body, and a hat with a long brim on his head.

Although his figure is still very good and his slender legs attract people's attention, they look completely different from yesterday.

"What is that?" Zhou Wen noticed that there were a bunch of things in the middle of the garden, covered with a large black silk, and he didn't know what it was.

Zhou Wen still remembered that yesterday, there were no such things in the garden.

"This is a good thing. Have you ever heard of the saying that concerts make plants happy?" Zhang Yuzhi said with a blink of an eye.

Zhou Wen didn't hear what Zhang Yuzhi was saying, nor could he see what she was saying, so he could only remain silent.

Zhang Yuzhi seemed to have known Zhou Wen would have such a reaction, so he continued mysteriously: "In ancient times, after some people's research, plants could grow better after listening to good music. According to their research, if ordinary vegetables listen to the beautiful tones played by musicians, they will grow more vividly and have stronger vitality than those similar vegetables that did not listen to music."

Zhou Wen could occasionally hear a few words, but he only knew that Zhang Yuzhi seemed to be talking about things like "vegetables", "music", "happiness", etc., and he couldn't figure out what it meant.

"Let's start working." Zhou Wen said helplessly.

Zhang Yuzhi curled his lips, as if he was dissatisfied with Zhou Wen's reaction, but she still pulled Zhou Wen to the pile of things, and then lifted up the black silk cloth.

Only then did Zhou Wen see that there was a set of drums below.

"Didn't you say you want to clean up the garden? Why do you do these things?" Zhou Wen asked as he looked at the drum set.

"The concert makes the flowers and plants happy." Zhang Yuzhi sat down in front of the drum set and said to Zhou Wen.

Zhou Wen finally heard this sentence, and immediately guessed a rough idea of ​​what Zhang Yuzhi said before.

"Now let me perform for you. The musical skills I have carefully practiced. I have a nickname in the Zhang family, Xiao Mozart of the Zhang family." Zhang Yuzhi said, then picked up the drum stick and started to beat it.

Zhou Wen didn't hear what Zhang Yuzhi was saying, nor did he know who Mozart was, so he could only listen carefully to the sound of drums she beat.

Zhou Wen looked at Zhang Yuzhi and his expression became more and more strange.

Zhang Yuzhi was very dedicated to playing, but even though Zhou Wen didn't understand music, even if he had never heard of drums before, even if he could only occasionally hear such a few short passages.

But this did not affect his belief that flowers and plants should not be happy after listening to such "music".

No, that should not be used as music, and it is more appropriate to describe it as a voice.

Zhang Yuzhi seemed very intoxicated, and while knocking hard, he seemed to be shouting something at Zhou Wen.

But this time Zhou Wen didn't even hear a word, and the sound of the drums caused a huge obstacle to his hearing.

It is not just the sound of the drum itself, but the sound of the drum has affected various plants, petals, leaves, grass leaves, insects, and even dust and bacteria in the garden.

The amount of sound information in the small garden increased in geometric multiples, making Zhou Wen unable to hear what Zhang Yuzhi was saying, and it was difficult to capture her voice information in the messy and massive sound information.

Zhang Yuzhi said a lot, but when he saw that Zhou Wen had no reaction at all, he was not angry, but instead showed a meaningful smile on his face.

Stopped the drum stick in his hand, Zhang Yuzhi said to Zhou Wen: "Zhou Wen, you are really smart, as smart as... when..."

Zhou Wen was full of energy listening to Zhang Yuzhi's voice. Because the drum sound stopped and the amount of information of the sound decreased greatly. He actually caught Zhang Yuzhi's voice as soon as possible and heard her speak.

But when Zhang Yuzhi was talking, he knocked it casually, and the sound immediately disturbed Zhou Wen's hearing. He didn't hear what Zhang Yuzhi said next.

But as mentioned earlier, he should be praising his intelligence.

"Thank you, you've been awarded." Zhou Wen said.

After hearing Zhou Wen's words, Zhang Yuzhi's expression was very serious, but his eyes turned into crescent-shaped, because what she said just now was "smart like a pig."
Chapter completed!