The bereavement boss, he is crooked behind my back

Chapter 73
However, who made himself obsessed.

Ruan Yuan couldn't help lowering his eyes, and the ripples in his eyes melted into the shade of the tall camphor trees on the asphalt road, with some indistinguishable subtlety.

Finally arrived at the destination——

Dexin Piano Shop.

The four large characters on the listing are pure and beautiful in black, and it looks like that.

This is an independent piano store, located on a commercial street, and the neighbors are all kinds of hobby classes.

Shi Yi looked satisfied and was about to go in.

But Ruan Yuan loosely hooked her little finger the moment she shook off her hand: "Do you really want to go in?"

Her heart skipped a beat, thinking that this guy had noticed something, so she asked back: "Don't want to go in?"

He stared at her fixedly, and the emotion in his eyes was a little bit thicker, "Did brother search here casually?"

There are countless hobby classes near Qingyang Middle School.

And the overall praise of this commercial street is only ranked third, which to a certain extent represents the professional level of this piano shop.

So if it is a random search, according to the habits of normal people, you should always choose the piano store with the highest praise.

Shi Yici bluntly said: "Uh, yes, I just found it by random search."

Ruan Yuan was silent for a while before nodding: "Then go in."

Crossing the threshold, they stepped on smooth marble.

Shi Yi first took a look around the facilities of this piano store. Whether it was hung on the wall or placed on the floor, there were all kinds of musical instruments such as pianos, violins, and guitars.

The more satisfied I am, I will call the boss to ask about the market.

Just at this moment, a woman in her 30s came out from the inside, her long black hair was coiled behind her head by a pencil, she was wearing a gray ankle-length skirt, and she spoke lazily, "Hello, I'm here to take my child to learn a musical instrument. Is it?"

"Yes, I would like to ask what is the price of learning an instrument at your place?"

"Then ask your child what musical instrument he wants to learn first." The woman leaned on a black piano, folded her hands and began to look at them back and forth.

Shi Yi turned his head and asked Ruan Yuan: "What musical instrument do you want to learn?"

He considered for a while: "Guitar."

The woman laughed when she heard it: "The guitar is good, easy to learn, and suitable for a boy his age."

"The approximate cost?"

"12 classes of 1 hour each, the class fee is 800, and the total is 1499." The woman opened her mouth to quote quite skillfully.

"No discount?" Shi Yi asked symbolically.

"No, it's a fixed price." The woman is a sensible person, so she can see that the young man doesn't really want to bargain, so she still has a faint smile on her face.

"Okay." She felt that learning a musical instrument was affordable at this price.

How should I put it, luckily Ruan Yuan didn't choose a piano, after all, that piano is not something she can afford at her current level of earning money.

Planning to scan the QR code to pay.

A man walked in from the shop door, about the same age as the woman, wiped off his sweat: "This fish is not easy to catch today."

The woman took a towel and gave it to him: "How did it work out?"

"A crucian carp that weighs more than three catties and a carp that weighs more than two catties."

"It's not in vain." The woman smiled softly.

"No, I don't want to see your husband's fishing skills." The man went inside to rest after using the towel.

But when he turned his head and saw Shi Yi and the others, he stopped, "Look at you, welcome to my house to learn musical instruments."

Shi Yi smiled: "I plan to learn guitar."

"Coincidentally, I'm in charge of the guitar." The man was about to brag about his teaching skills as usual, when facing Shi Yi's face, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.

"Why don't you talk?" The woman pushed him back.

He took two steps back, took out his mobile phone and tugged at her long sleeves, "I said, although these two people don't look familiar, they feel a little familiar, take a look."

The woman glanced over, and suddenly yelled: "It's domestic violence——"

Shi Yi interrupted: "Now it's too easy to make up fake news. A few pictures and a bunch of nonsense can lure a lot of people around."

The woman was a little embarrassed: "It's true."

"Is this your brother?" The man changed the subject.

"En." Shi Yi responded casually.

"I think he seems to be sweating a little." The man was running like lightning, grabbing a towel and wiping Ruan Yuan's collarbone.

Ruan Yuan's heel instinctively moved slightly, but it froze in an instant, allowing him to press the towel down.

The old red and swollen scars were clearly exposed, just like the horizontal and vertical lines on the chessboard imprinted on the eyeballs.

A woman's exclamation followed.

Shi Yi was speechless and choked: Sooner or later, when I have money, I must take Ruan Yuan to laser off this old scar!Lest some moths come out all the time!
Hearing the woman's cry, Ruan Yuan retreated like a frightened animal, pulled up the collar and covered it tightly.

"You really committed domestic violence! Do you know that this can be punished!" The woman frowned deeply.

Shi Yi sighed: "This is a mistake I made when I was young, and it has been almost a year now."

The man snorted coldly, and threw the towel on the small shelf beside him: "I'm sorry, I won't entertain you anymore."

Shi Yi:? ! !
Damn, it's not possible.

How could someone's sense of justice be so overwhelming that he didn't even want to earn the money delivered to his door? !
"Husband, the news hasn't been implemented yet..." Probably because the man's tone was too blunt, and the woman wanted to be tactful.

"The evidence is all in front of us. Domestic violence is the truth, so what's the point?" The man was a little like Geng Shuang from the Northeast, and in the next second he made a gesture of invitation to them, "Walk slowly."

Shi Yi gritted his teeth: "What if I just want my brother to learn from your shop?"

The man took off his fish-smelling coat, revealing the muscular lines under the white vest: "Okay, unless you can knock me down today."

she:"……"

Alas, they are all civilized people, and they are still engaged in art, so how can they do it casually?

Ruan Yuan frowned, his mood of watching a good show disappeared instantly.

Why Shi Yi's fighting power has suddenly exploded since last year has always been an unsolved mystery for him.

Painting can be said to be talented and self-taught, but such things as strength cannot rise overnight.

Although the strength of this man was not weak when he was drunk before, but compared with her ability to punch soberly now, there is really a big gap.

So if this fight really happens, it is estimated that the male shopkeeper will not be able to teach himself lessons for the time being.

Because even if he was not bedridden by the beating, at least he had to rest for half a month.

Shi Yi waved his hand casually, hitting ten knuckles with slippery sound.

"Isn't it?" Her voice was loose and lazy, like jade being washed by clear water, warm and nourishing.

"Yes, if you have the ability—" Before the man finished speaking, his originally narrow eyes rounded.

I saw Shi Yi walking towards the drum set, lifted her buttocks, pinched her very bony fingers, and a slender wooden mallet turned into a bright flower in her palm.

"Bang!" Immediately, the drum was slammed and hit the wall with a clanging sound.

(End of this chapter)