Chapter 83

Time passed quickly.

Jia Fuhai was enjoying his meal, watching the two little ones play, and quietly chuckling to himself. His oldest son's cooking skills had earned him a lot of money, and they were improving rapidly. During this time, his youngest son's piano playing had become increasingly beautiful.

It was about time for him to learn from his son again, though he wasn't sure how successful it would be. After all, playing the piano wasn't a skill you could just pick up by watching.

Once the whole family finished eating, Jia Fuhai walked over to the child-sized piano, squatting down to examine the keys.

Zhen Linna had played it before, but since she had slender fingers, she didn't struggle much. However, when Jia Fuhai put his hands on the keyboard, he realized something.

His hands were almost pressing two keys with one finger!

"No," Jia Fuhai muttered to himself, then gently pressed a key.

Do!

It worked. He carefully tapped the keys without hitting the ones next to them. Though he rarely showed off his skills, this was one of those rare moments when his precision came in handy.

He played a few notes, each one more fluid than the last, thanks to his technique.

"Brother Hai, can you play the piano? Why don't you let your son teach you?" Zhen Linna suggested with a smile.

"Alright," Jia Fuhai agreed without hesitation, and soon enough, their son was eager to help.

"Naji, come quickly. Your father wants to play the piano. Teach him!" Zhen Linna called out with barely concealed laughter. She wanted to see how much of a fool Brother Hai would make of himself.

Zhen Linqi and Lin Feifei joined in on the fun. Lin Feifei, now pregnant, no longer went to the hospital and focused on her studies and resting at home.

"Dad, try playing like this first." Janaji demonstrated, his small hands dancing over the keys.

A soothing melody filled the air, cleansing everyone's soul. The whole family was captivated by the music.

Even Jia Qiyi, who also learned the piano, wasn't as talented as his younger brother.

While Jia Qiyi had a private teacher who claimed he could reach a professional level, he just didn't have the natural talent for instruments. His talent lay in memory and imitation, but when it came to playing, he couldn't compare to his brother. He had noticed this from a young age. Jia Qiyi's strengths were memory and cooking, while his younger brother had a gift for physical control.

Jia Qiyi realized that his brother's piano playing was truly exceptional. He thought it might be time to innovate his own cooking skills. After all, he had read countless books on food and techniques, and now he wanted to make some improvements.

When Janaji finished playing, the family slowly came back to reality, as if waking from a dream.

"If Na Ji wasn't so young, he could enter a competition!" Zhen Linqi said, gently pinching his cheek.

"So, Brother Hai, how are you feeling? Ready to show off?" Zhen Linna teased, barely able to contain her laughter.

"…" Jia Fuhai was at a loss for words. He could only imitate, at best.

"Come on, make room for your father," Zhen Linna said with a grin.

Still, Jia Fuhai silently encouraged himself, placing his hands on the piano and starting to play.

The initial notes were rough, almost making Zhen Linna burst into laughter. But as he continued, his playing became smoother. It wasn't as soul-stirring as Janaji's performance, but it wasn't bad either.

Zhen Linna was surprised. Could Brother Hai actually be hiding some talent? She looked at him carefully; her curiosity piqued.

When the song was over, Lin Feifei chimed in, "Brother Hai, that was pretty good. It wasn't as good as Na Ji's, but it was impressive!"

Jia Fuhai glanced at his hands, understanding his limitations. He could only replicate a fraction of his son's abilities. His intelligence couldn't match his son's, and perhaps only certain skills could be transferred. External skills like piano playing seemed to lose some effectiveness.

But that was fine with him. Jia Fuji wasn't aiming to compete. Why work hard when he could just sit back and enjoy his son's beautiful music? (^_^)

By the way, he thought it seemed the talents of his two children were improving.

Meanwhile, Zhen Linqi noticed her sons were getting sleepy. She leaned in and said, "Qiyi, Naji, Grandpa, and Grandma are going to rest."

"Okay, Mom!"

"Good night, Mama Qi."

The two kids responded quickly, eager to rest. After all, they were still young and needed plenty of sleep.

"My sweet grandsons are tired. Let's go," Zhen Fugui said as he picked them up.

Chen Lina followed closely behind, and together they headed off to rest for the night.