Chapter 792 424: New Year's Eve Group Chat

On the morning of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Xu Manning boarded the train back to the Capital. After paying an early New Year visit to the Li family, she still had to return to Beijing for the Spring Festival, while Li Peifeng stayed at home to prepare for New Year's Eve with his parents.

Cleaning, putting up spring couplets, hanging blessing characters, cutting window decorations, buying firecrackers...

The busy half-day passed, and in the afternoon, under the pretext of buying groceries, Li Peifeng sneaked over to Wu Wenyue's house to pay a New Year call to Wu Ankang and Gao Xiuhua.

Busy, indeed, having so many in-laws is truly busy!

And it's not just Li Peifeng who is busy; Yu Huizhi and Li Qiyuan are also very busy.

The two of them have taught for many years and have guided many students. Some have returned home after graduation, but some students whose families are local also return for the Spring Festival. Even though they have resigned now, there are still students with deep affection who personally visit with gifts for the New Year, or call to send their blessings from afar.

Just on the morning of New Year's Eve alone, Li Peifeng saw off three waves of guests. It wasn't until noon that it got quiet, and after a sumptuous lunch for the family of four, as evening fell around five o'clock, they began to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner.

Nowadays, on New Year's Eve, you can skip watching the Spring Festival Gala, but dumplings are still a must. That's how it is in Li Peifeng's home; even with an additional family member this year, there's no exception.

However, because Zhao Qingge is pregnant, she is forbidden by the two elders from doing any chores, including making dumplings, so only three people worked in the kitchen, while she practiced guitar in the living room.

Her teacher, of course, was Li Peifeng. Being in tune with each other is not just for communication, but it's also highly efficient when applied to teaching. Compared to the usual 'language' or 'text' teaching methods that humans use, it is countless times more efficient, but still not as advanced as the sci-fi concept of 'implanting learning chips into the brain'.

"Alright, let's stop with the scales for today and start playing a song."

Zhao Qingge's hands holding the guitar paused slightly. She then looked up at the sheet music on the stand, her eyes focusing on the chord diagrams and musical notes, while her mind recalled the finger positions shown by Li Peifeng.

Beginners learning an instrument usually need time to learn how to read music correctly. It takes at least thirty hours of training for fingers to flawlessly follow the notes and press the strings correctly without mistakes.

And Zhao Qingge, taking this shortcut through Li Peifeng, directly skipped this step. She could tell how to press the strings just by looking at the sheet music. However, the problem was that the sound produced was either muffled or very loose...

After playing for half a minute, Zhao Qingge, slightly embarrassed, peered into the dining room and saw that Li Qiyuan and Yu Huizhi were still chatting away, making dumplings, as if they hadn't heard the guitar sounds, and only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why can't I press the chords?"

"You've only been playing the guitar for two days, of course, you can't press them yet. Just having my help is not enough; your fingers are not strong enough, and your muscles don't have the memory yet. Simply put, your brain gets it, but your fingers are saying you're full of it."

"Keep playing. An hour a day for a week, a thin callus will form on your fingertips, and you'll be able to press the chords accurately, and you'll probably be able to play this song... Hang in there, honey, you can do it. You're so smart; I bet you'll learn to play the guitar in a month, and then you can do musical prenatal education for our son."

Zhao Qingge frowned slightly, but with this encouragement, she continued to play the guitar.

The sound of firecrackers outside was continuous and lively, while the stumbling, scratchy sound of the guitar in the living room added a unique ambiance to the New Year's Eve night.

"What's going on?"

Li Qiyuan, Li Peifeng's music teacher, finally couldn't hold back anymore. While rolling out dough skins, he quietly asked his son, "On New Year's, why is she suddenly learning guitar?"

"I encouraged her to learn."

Li Peifeng sniffed, "I have to find something for her to do, or she'll start finding trouble for me."

Yu Huizhi gave him a side-eye, "All your thoughts are on this, aren't they?"

"I'm doing it for her sake, to give her a hobby during her pregnancy with Duoduo so she won't get bored. Besides, there's past experience; you might not know, during Tianxuan's pregnancy, she was so clingy, it drove me crazy, and the house never had a moment's peace. Otherwise, Duoduo wouldn't have agreed to have a child so quickly; she was influenced…"

Li Peifeng sighed with emotion, but just as he was getting into it, a new WeChat message arrived.

Huang Tianxuan: "1."

Just a mysterious number, like it was accidentally typed, but Li Peifeng knew exactly what she meant, hesitated for half a second...

Three-person passionate chat room, open!

Huang Tianxuan: "Haha, one making dumplings and one playing guitar? Seeing that you guys are just as bored, I'm relieved."

Zhao Qingge: "You... why did you let her in?"

Huang Tianxuan: "I wanted to come in, so I did. You see? I'm lying in bed, even on New Year's Eve it's a lazy day. Yet, even lying down, my back hurts, all because that scoundrel Xiaofeng isn't here to give me a massage. And, oh, I finally have stretch marks on my belly... Your eldest son also kicked me twice today, which hurt a bit, Xiaofeng, can you tell this little rascal to stop causing so much trouble?"

Zhao Qingge: "Get out!"

Huang Tianxuan chuckled: "Why so angry? Even if you have a second son, Sister Zhao, it won't stop you from being the main wife. By the way, I should thank you. No matter what, I'm grateful you agreed to have Uncle and Aunt come to Hangzhou; it's more generous than I imagined, and I really appreciate it."