"Sure!" Grandma Shi was a bit excited.
The last fleeting glance at the birthday banquet had left her thinking about it ever since.
The piano accompanied by the harmonica, those two musical lines intertwining – such soul-stirring splendor!
Hearing Shi Mei say this, Grandma Shi, excited, hurriedly brought Shi Mei to the piano room.
The piano room wasn't strictly a piano room, just set aside by Grandma Shi due to her love for musical instruments – it was only visited when there was sheer boredom and nothing else to do, to plunk around and bounce off the walls.
So, there were quite a few things inside.
Aside from the piano, there was also a violin, and even a bicycle hanging on the wall.
The bicycle seemed to have seen years pass by, but it was well-maintained and clean.
Shi Mei had been in this room before and naturally knew the origin of the bicycle.
