Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 49 – Bamboo Melody_l

Chapter 49: Chapter 49: Bamboo Melody_l

“Marvelous, marvelous! This tune should only exist in heaven, and how fortunate for the human world to hear it!”

Among those who had come to the Joyful Music Shop to get the bamboo flute, a silk-clothed young man chuckled as he walked out of the courtyard, stepping on the soft sand, splashing through the shallow river water with no care for his shoes.

“Young Master, be careful not to wet your shoes in the river.” A servant following closely behind, softly reminded him.

“No worries!”

The young man waved his hand, gesturing for the servant to step back. He continued stepping through the clear shallow river water, approaching the little red horse step by step.

He stood tall and upright, and when he stood in front of the horse, he could look directly into the eyes of the little girl sitting on the horse.

“Little girl, my name is Luo Zhan, the young master of Jufeng Trading Company. Can I have a look at the bamboo flute in your hand?”

Seeing the seemingly celestial, lovely little girl who sat not far in front of him, he unconsciously softened his voice, and a glimmer of starlight shone in his clear eyes.

“Alright, here you go.”

Su Qingluo’s big, black, and bright eyes flashed with mischief as she casually threw the bamboo flute in her hand to him.

Luo Zhan’s eyebrows twitched as he caught the bamboo flute and carefully brought it up to his eyes to examine it closely.

Its craftsmanship was exquisite, the texture was dense, the holes were smooth, and the tone was excellent – indeed, a rare treasure.

“Is this bamboo flute made by you?”

He held the bamboo flute, feeling a complex mix of emotions. Although he had already heard Su Hu explain clearly in the courtyard that their family’s craftsmanship had been passed down to the youngest daughter, he still found it hard to believe.

It was even harder to believe that the girl, who was said to be the youngest daughter, was this little girl, who barely seemed taller than a tiny ponytail and was only five years old.

“Yup. Big brother, don’t you believe it?”

Su Qingluo showed her cute little rabbit teeth, her watery eyes wide, looking innocent as she asked mischievously.

Big… brother?!

The young man visibly froze as he heard those two words and seemed momentarily at a loss.

He was twenty-seven years old, had two children, a seven-year-old son, and a three-year-old son – he should have been the little girl’s father’s generation.

However, for some reason, as he heard the little girl’s clear and pleasant voice, a wave of joy surged in his heart.

Since the little girl called him big brother, it meant that he wasn’t considered old yet and could still pretend to be a young green youth for a few more years.

With this thought, his gaze towards the little girl was filled with a few more hints of affection. “Little girl, is your name Qingluo?” “Mhm, mhm.”

Su Qingluo nodded her little head lightly.

“Big brother really likes your bamboo flute and is willing to offer a high price to buy it. Will you sell it to me?”

Since the little girl called him big brother, Luo Zhan thick-skinnedly acted sly to achieve his goal.

He grinned, looking extremely amiable. Claiming himself as big brother, he deliberately tried to develop a closer relationship with the little girl.

“This flute, I won’t sell it!”

Su Qingluo shook her little head, but before Luo Zhan could catch his breath, she gave him a sweet smile and said, “I’ll just give it away.”

“Little Qingluo, Big Brother doesn’t quite understand what you mean?” Luo Zhan took a deep breath, forcibly swallowing the heart that almost leaped out of his throat.

“Making friends through music, bonding through the flute.”

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Su Qingluo smiled meaningfully: “Whoever can play this flute and attract birds to flock to it, I will give this flute to them for free.”

“Little Qingluo, are you trying to…?”

Luo Zhan, the experienced businessman, blinked his eyes as if he understood the little girl’s deeper meaning.

“This bamboo flute is engraved with the words ‘Bamboo Melody,’ which is the emblem of my family’s ancestral craftsmanship.”

Su Qingluo smiled mischievously, “As long as someone can play this flute, attracting birds to flock to it, from now on, all flutes marked with the Bamboo Melody emblem will be sold by Big Brother..”