Chapter 7: Troublesome

. Not knowing that his fate is going to change upside down. Angela didn't last long for her little conspiracy and ecstasy.
"I'm not mistaken, dear, you said that Chris published a short story in" Surprise "and was nominated for a Nebula Award short story, and two more scripts are about to be purchased by Disney Pictures ... April 1 Many days have passed, haven't you? "At the table, Jared looked at his wife with surprise.
"I would like to think so, but it is clear that April 1 has indeed passed." Erin shrugged.
Jared took a deep breath, looking at the little guy who was sitting upright and not squinting at his plate, and looked at Jennifer who came to soup, and Jennifer shrugged with a smile: "I have everything I don't know, sir. "
"Well, our family has a genius now, maybe it should be celebrated." Dad spread his hand, and then thoughtfully, "No wonder I seemed to have a clueless check exchange procedure last year ..."
The little soup that the little guy just put in his mouth almost sprayed out, quickly lowered his head, chopped a couple of dishes, wiped the corner of his mouth and said that I had eaten, and then fled.
Instead of stopping the little girl who ran upstairs, Erin sighed and stared at her husband: "Our daughter has grown up."
"Grow up? Honey, she's only 11 years old." Jared shrugged.
"Jedy, you know exactly what I'm talking about. Kris matures too fast, it's not good for her growth." Elena still looked at her husband.
"Don't worry, Elin, she's our daughter anyway," Jared knocked on the plate lightly. "She did mature very quickly, but I believe she knows what to do and what not to do Do, you should trust her. "
"Okay, I wish I was just thinking too much." Elena shrugged with a helpless smile, then thought about it, her eyes fluttered and she looked at Jared again, saying in an uncertain tone: "Dear Maybe ... we can add another brother to the little guy ... or sister? "
"Flop!" Jared, who had just taken a sip of red wine, almost sprayed it, and his eyes widened after a few coughs: "Eileen ... I guess I ..."
"No, I mean, I still want a child." Elena crossed her hands around her neck and said seriously: "Kris is too lonely at home, as she said, no matter how many friends I ca n’t always be in my own home. Remember the Watsons and the wife they met last Christmas, the little guy teased around their newborn child, and we will have another child, and the family will be a lot more lively. "
"But ..." Jared frowned slightly, knowing that babies are not good at serving. These guys are privileged. They do what they want to do whenever they want, and they cry a little when they are unhappy. Even with the housekeeper and nanny of Jennifer, Angela didn't give him good fruit when he was born-of course, it wasn't about Angela. Even if the soul was an adult at that time, the body would not be so simple to listen to She directs.
Jared stopped saying only half of what he said, and he looked below—under the dining table, he could feel that his wife's wishes could not be changed, and Erin looked at him with a smile, with a smile on his lips. As if nothing was done.
"Well, maybe ... we should do something." Jared raised his eyebrows and said.

The little girl who escaped into the room jumped to the bed, quickly wrapped herself in a quilt, and stared at the entrance without blinking. As soon as she rang, she immediately fell on the bed and pretended to be weak. At the same time accompanied by a few soft moans, she would always do this every time she was afraid, and her mother would ease her tone even if she knew she was pretending.
However, unfortunately, with her eyes open, Angela was both grateful and confused. How could her mother let go of herself so easily? Puzzling, she couldn't help but get out of bed and listen out against the door, but there was no sound.
"I hate having to wait before going to the trial stand!" The little girl muttered dissatisfiedly before the dressing table, looked at herself in the mirror, took a look at herself with a bad temper, and then pasted her face, saying viciously: " Okay, Miss Mason, is there anything I can suggest ?! "
However, to be honest, it was really stupid to do so, so Angela glared at herself for a long time and then turned to the other side in depression, got up and walked around the room, looking particularly annoyed, she soon found herself He couldn't help but sighed and sat in front of his piano, opened the lid and took a deep breath, then raised his hands to play.
"Moonlight Sonata" slowly flows from the fingertips, and the light music echoes in the room, making people feel like being in a quiet forest, walking in the bright moonlight, sometimes soft and sometimes clear, like a stream Constantly washing in your heart, although not as good as the master, but do not have a taste.
After the song was completed, Angela sighed, her irritable heart calmed down again, and it was wonderful to say, the music and musical instruments that she had learned only as a last resort, now it is a good way to adjust her mentality. You have to know that accepting rebirth is easy to accept, and the rebirth of women is too great. This is not the case. It is easy and simple to change your mind and accept a completely different body and life. By the age of two, she had always been a little demented, which worried her parents. She even went to a lot of doctors, but the doctors couldn't find out why, until the last time she was a bachelor in her previous life. It just became normal after the outbreak, but even then, I was still stunned and absent-minded all the time.
She also knew that this would not work, so she asked her parents to find a tutor for her on the day she turned four. She wanted to learn to paint. When she was a otaku in the last life, she relied on online cg to make money. People can guide to practice to return to a good level, and draw attention to it by drawing before.
However, after all, she was too familiar with drawing, so although the teacher was surprised at her progress and boasted that she was a genius, she still could n’t let herself out of the state of mental unhappiness. In the end, she became ruthless and made the child's temper demanded. My father was looking for a tutor to learn music. This was a regret of her last life. At that time, because she liked music and wanted to learn musical instruments, she still could n’t even play the guitar on the day of rebirth, so now you have the opportunity to try it anyway.
This test made her discover the benefits of rebirth. In addition to her natural affinity aura, she learned things very quickly. With her past life experience, she knew almost everything about music. In a few years, almost everything from east to west. I will use all kinds of musical instruments. The most proficient are elegant piano, melodious violin and crisp Chinese bamboo flute. Later, music also became a part of her life, which not only allowed her to fully identify with herself, but also to cultivate her own personality, such as upset She will play this "Moonlight Sonata" when she is distracted, and she will play the violin when she encounters frustrations or cannot decide, and she will play the flute when she is sad.
"Well, apologize to mom and dad, and let them take care of it." Angela closed the lid, and although a decision had been made, her face was still bitter.
At this moment, the knock on the door rang, which surprised the little guy who was just mentally ready: "Little little, are you in there?"
"Come in, Aunt Jennifer." Angela breathed a sigh of relief. Although she was ready to deal with the devil's mother, she wasn't ready for it yet.
The housekeeper showed up at the door with a small plate. There were a few snacks and a glass of juice on the plate. "Hungry, you don't eat much at night."
As Jennifer said, Angela also felt that her stomach was faintly screaming. She ran across with little stars and took the plate, and said thank you for taking a bite of a pancake. The housekeeper smiled and sat down, watching the little one gobble up and wipe away the snack.
"Well, I know what you want to say, Jennifer. I understand. I'll apologize to my mom later." Angela licked her fingers and looked at Jennifer again, a little embarrassed.
"No, no, dear, I don't want to say this, you know?" Jennifer smiled slightly, lovingly touching her little head. "Kriss, I grew up watching you, compared to my wife Come, I can look at you from another angle, so I want to ask you, what are you afraid of? "
Angela froze, yes, in fact, she must tell her parents clearly and honestly, and it ’s not a big deal. Anyway, she was already a
genius
when she learned to draw and learn piano from a young age. So why do you cover it up and even lie to your father's signature?
She was scratching her head in distress, and soon understood the reason for doing so, but the question was how this reason could be explained, so the little girl finally sighed: "I do n’t know, Jennifer, maybe a little bit I'm confident, I don't know what happened. "
"Well, since this is the case then don't think about it so much, don't do it anymore, okay? Don't worry everyone." The housekeeper said seriously.
"Yes, I know. I promise I won't do it again." Angela swears seriously, raising her hand.
"So that's it," Jennifer touched her head again, and suddenly said, "But, Christie, do you really think I'm a woman who is prone to crying?"
"Ah?" Angela was stunned again, but then reacted. In the screenplay "Born in One", this is how the housekeeper on the father's side described it. In the afternoon, she said to Nancy herself that she was based on herself. The situation at home was adapted, so ...
"This ... you know ... Aunt Jennifer, art ... there will be ... there will be exaggeration or ..." The little guy explained helplessly, the housekeeper had laughed and stood up: "Okay, not too small I know, it's what you write, what you say is what. "
Really, this is not a trick on me. Angela drummed her cheeks a little bit, and then heard Jennifer who had come to the door said, "Yeah, little, don't bother your parents tonight."
"Oh?" Angela raised her eyebrows, said ...
"Well ... they'll be busy tonight."
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