A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1481 Uncle's Original Song! (Please Subscribe!)

P.S.: I'm sorry I'm late getting back from visiting relatives.

When Cui Xiaohong hung up the phone, she seemed a little absent-minded. Her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Cui, also sensed that their daughter's emotions were not quite right.

The old lady asked:
"Xiao Hong, are you alright?"

Cui Xiaohong forced a smile:
"No, it's nothing!"

Old Master Cui sensed that his daughter's words were somewhat insincere, so he coughed lightly and said:

“We couldn’t understand what you were saying on the phone just now. If there’s anything wrong, just say it directly. Don’t let your mom keep making wild guesses and worrying about it!”

Hua Shier found Cui Xiaohong's stubbornness amusing, and said while eating:

"Grandpa, what are you asking? He must have some urgent business in Japan and is in a hurry to get back. Look how anxious he is, his expression is all wrong!"

He looked at his stepsister and said with a smile:
"Cui Xiaohong, hurry up and pack your things. I'll take you to the airport right now. It doesn't matter if you haven't bought a ticket yet! Just buy the next flight to Beijing or Shanghai, transfer there, and if you're lucky, you'll be in Japan in seven or eight hours!"

Old Master Cui glared at Hua Twelve, then asked his embarrassed daughter:

"Is it really that urgent? If you're in a real hurry, I'll have Guoming take you to the airport!"

Cui Xiaohong's eyes suddenly reddened, and she forced a smile, fighting back the urge to cry:
"Dad, there's something I didn't tell Mom to tell you: I'm already married in Japan!"

"That call was from your son-in-law. He heard that my mother is sick and wants to come to Donglin to see you two!"

"puff"

When Hua Shier heard Cui Xiaohong making up stories, he couldn't help but spit out the food in his mouth.

Li Xiaozhen quickly helped wipe it off, and asked with concern:
"Eat slowly, don't choke!"

Cui Xiaohong looked at her younger brother suspiciously, and asked somewhat nervously:

"Guoming, can you understand Japanese?"

Hua Shier didn't want to expose Cui Xiaohong so soon; he just wanted to see how long this woman could keep up the act, treating it all as a show.

So he shook his head and denied it:

"I haven't even mastered English yet, why would I learn Japanese? I don't have any relatives there!"

That's heartbreaking, my friend. Without relatives, what is Cui Xiaohong anyway?

Grandpa Cui glared at his son again, annoyed: "Even eating can't shut you up!"

Seeing that Hua Twelve smiled but didn't speak, Old Master Cui then said to Cui Xiaohong:
"How could your mother keep something this big from me? She's already told me, but she doesn't want me to ask you, because she's afraid you'll lose face!"

Cui Xiaohong felt relieved to hear that her younger brother didn't understand Japanese, but when she heard that her father knew about her marriage and children in Japan, tears welled up in her eyes again.
"Dad, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just... I just..."

Hua Twelve said:

"She's just too ashamed to tell you!"

After saying that, he added with a smile, "She has so much trouble speaking, I'll just say it for her!"

Although the words were harsh, they hit the nail on the head, and Cui Xiaohong did not object, nodding in agreement.

Old Master Cui sighed:
"You've been in Japan for so many years, and you've settled down there. Your mother and I are so happy for you!"

"However, it's fine if he comes. I couldn't accept Huo Dongfeng back then, and I'm not ready to accept a Japanese son-in-law now!"

"Besides, you had another son. What will Erpang think if they come?"

"Your mother and I appreciate your kind gesture. Tell him he doesn't need to come!"

Cui Xiaohong's face turned sour. She couldn't possibly tell her parents that their son-in-law didn't actually want to visit them, but was going bankrupt and hiding from his debts, so he was just staying for a while to avoid trouble.
Hua Shier turned his head away and chuckled to himself. Li Xiaozhen and Cui Mengmeng both peeked at him with some surprise.

Finally, Cui Xiaohong gritted her teeth and said:
"Dad, but I've already promised your son-in-law that he and your grandson will arrive in Donglin tomorrow!"

Before Old Master Cui could say anything more, the old lady spoke up:

"Come on in, it's a token of your appreciation!"

Hearing his wife say this, Mr. Cui did not refuse again.

Hua Twelve then spoke up: "Cui Xiaohong, you said your Japanese husband is coming to Donglin."

Cui Xiaohong corrected, "Guoming, what little devil? That's your brother-in-law!"

Hua Shier scoffed, "I don't even acknowledge my own sister, let alone my brother-in-law."

Cui Xiaohong was so angry at Hua Shier's words that she cried again.

Hua Shier ignored her and continued:

"Let me make this clear from the start: those little devils can come to see the old lady, but they're not allowed to stay at home. The old man was right earlier. You have a new husband and a new son. How do you expect Erpang to feel? Erpang is someone Xiaozhen and I watched grow up. I only recognize him as my nephew!"

After he finished speaking, Erpang came out of the house crying:
"Uncle, Aunt, I'm not staying here anymore, can I come to your house instead!"

Hua Twelve lamented their lack of ambition:
"Erpang, are you stupid? This is your home, your grandparents' house. It will all be yours in the future. What if the Japanese devils take your property if you leave? Do you want to give your room to the Japanese devils?"

Erpang wiped the snot and tears from his face and said firmly:
"In no mood!"

Hua 12 clapped his hands:
"That's right. Tomorrow your uncle will get you a kitchen knife. If anyone dares to enter your room, you can chop them up!"

He even started singing at this point: "Slash the heads of the Japanese devils with broadswords!"

"Cui Guoming!"

Cui Xiaohong immediately exploded:

"I've put up with you for a long time, you know? I don't blame you for being sarcastic and passive-aggressive, after all, I've been wrong all these years. But what have you been teaching my son?"

"You're going to give him a kitchen knife? What do you want him to do? Chop me or his brother?"

Hua Shier raised his chin and sneered:
"It's your son, why don't you raise him? Oh, now that he's your son, I bet you just want your bastard child from outside to come back and fight with Erpang for the house!"

Seeing that the siblings were arguing more and more outrageously, Old Master Cui suddenly slammed his hand on the table:
"Shut up, all of you!"

After the old man finished speaking, his vision went black, he clutched his chest, and his body began to sway.

The old woman, who was closest, quickly helped the old man up, asking, "Old man, old man, what's wrong?"

Cui Xiaohong said in a tearful voice, "Dad, please don't get angry."

Li Xiaozhen had already gotten up: "I'll go get the nitroglycerin pills."

Erpang was even faster than her; he had already run off to get medicine for his grandfather.

At this moment, Hua Shier pulled Old Master Cui's arm and began massaging acupoints. The effect was immediate; within seconds, the old man regained his breath, hummed comfortably, and opened his eyes to glance at his son.
"You've got some skills, kid!"

Hua Shier chuckled: "Don't you even know who cured your wife? I'll give you acupuncture for a while later, and I guarantee your heart will be thirty years younger!"

Just then, Erpang found some nitroglycerin pills and skillfully poured out five or six: "Grandpa, take your medicine!"

After putting the medicine in his mouth, Old Master Cui said to Hua Twelve in a rather irritable tone:
"How did I raise you? How could you talk to your sister like that?!"

Hua Shier laughed and said, "You taught me since I was little that there are no good Japanese devils. I remember those words. What, now that a Japanese devil has become your son-in-law, you're going to deny it?"

"I"

Old Master Cui was annoyed by his words: "You brat, do you believe I'll beat you up!" He was just saying that; from childhood to adulthood, he had never laid a finger on Cui Guoming.

Hua Shier saw that it was almost time, so he got up and called his wife to go home.

"Alright, I get angry just looking at Cui Xiaohong, I'm going home to sleep!"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Cui Xiaohong. He really wanted to see what this woman would do when she couldn't keep up her lies. It would definitely be a good show.

The next day, Hua Shier first went to the Guo and Cui families to treat the old man of Guo Dapao's family and his own old lady with acupuncture.

Cui Xiaohong wasn't home; she said she went to visit an old classmate she hadn't seen in over ten years.

When Hua Shier was giving the old lady acupuncture, he asked her, "Old lady, when is your old devilish son-in-law coming to see you?"

The old lady was so angry upon hearing this that she couldn't help but slap her son.
"You have such a big mouth! Your sister said she might arrive in the next day or two. We're family after all, so don't throw a tantrum then!"

Hua Shier waved his hand: "I won't argue with you. Anyway, I only recognize Huo Dongfeng as my brother-in-law!"

After leaving the Cui family's house, he rode his 'Fiery Chariot' to the 'Nightfall' bar.

In the office, Yang Baihui poured Hua Shier a cup of coffee and said with a smile:

"I thought you wouldn't be here until next week. I didn't expect you to come so soon. What a pleasant surprise! Welcome, welcome!"

Hua Shier laughed and said, "I'm just here to work for you. You're the boss, so there's no need to be so polite with me!"

"That won't do!"

Yang Baihui shook her head and chuckled:
"I highly approve of your stage presence and performance skills. In my opinion, you are in no way inferior to those Hong Kong and Taiwan singers. You don't know, our staff here were very excited when they heard that you were coming to perform here."

Hua Shier waved his hand:
"It's not as exaggerated as you say. By the way, can I ask what the requirements are for your resident singers?"

Yang Baihui pondered for a moment: "These days, customers love listening to Cantonese songs from Hong Kong Island. How's your Cantonese?"

Hua Shier nodded and said, "It's alright, there's no problem communicating with people from Hong Kong Island!"

"Really?"

Yang Baihui was pleasantly surprised:
"How about this? You can come sing here, and I'll give you three hundred per show. If you request a song with a flower basket, I'll add twenty to each song. Is that okay?"

Hua Shier smiled and said, "Then you're paying a pretty high salary. But I have a question."

Yang Baihui smiled and gestured for them to ask: "Feel free to ask anything!"

Hua Shi crossed his fingers and asked, "I'd like to ask you, have you ever thought about expanding your business?"

"What do you mean? Can you explain it in detail?"

Hua Twelve coughed lightly:
"Oh, is that so? Would you be interested in starting a music company and signing me as a singer? I have some original songs and stuff. The company can help me register the copyrights, and if conditions permit, the company can help me release an album or something!"

"If the conditions don't allow it, I can record the songs I usually sing during my residency performances using audio-visual equipment, and then compile them into an album for release. That way, the cost is low, and it won't cost much to test the waters!"

Hua Shier's words piqued Yang Baihui's interest:

"The original song you sang at the karaoke finals was really beautiful and very touching. Do you have many more original songs like that?"

Hua Shier blurted out in Cantonese: "It's just a drop in the ocean!"

Yang Baihui covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Hua Shier continued, "I won the championship in the last karaoke competition, and they promised to help me record a single. If you're interested, you can come with me to see it, and I'll prove my singing ability on the spot!"

Yang Baihui smiled and nodded: "Sure, but I have musical instruments and sound equipment here. How about you give a live performance here first?"

Hua Shier made an OK sign: "No problem!"
I heard that the karaoke competition champion was going to perform, so even though the store wasn't open yet and there were no customers, all the staff came out to watch.

Yang Baihui sat on the sofa in the first row, next to a fashionable young woman who seemed to be her best friend.

Hua Shier wasn't intimidated at all. With his electric guitar slung over his shoulder, he stood in front of the keyboard and spoke into the microphone:

Here's a song I wrote, "Wild Wolf Disco," for everyone!

My uncle's original work, there's nothing wrong with that, right?
He played two instruments by himself, and as the cheerful and rhythmic music began, his singing also started:

"The flower in my heart, I want to take you home."

The fashionable young woman whispered in Yang Baihui's ear, "I've never heard of this before. It's a Cantonese song. If it's really an original, that's amazing."

Yang Baihui nodded with a smile, her eyes fixed on Hua Shier.

When Hua Shier sang the lyrics "In that late-night bar," he deliberately changed it to "In that 'night' bar!"

Yang Baihui's smile widened. Such a beautiful song could be the theme song for her nightclub.

Her best friend then whistled loudly.

As the song got more upbeat, the atmosphere became more energetic as well.

Start rapping at Hua Twelve:
"Slicked-back hair, pager, 007 on the dance floor, the original Northeastern breakdunk lad, even the DJ gets impatient with me. No matter how hot it is, I can't take off my leather coat."

"Everyone must move in unison with me. Come on, draw a dragon on your left and a rainbow on your right. Let's go!"

Hua Shier sang while waving to the crowd, inviting everyone to join in:

"Come to the left and draw a rainbow with me, then to your right, draw a dragon. Don't stop, draw Aaron Kwok on your chest."

At this moment, not only the waiters at 'Nightfall' got into the groove, but Yang Baihui and her best friend were also infected by the music and couldn't help but stand up and sway along, mimicking the rhythm.

After the song ended, Hua Shier was fine, but everyone below was sweating profusely.

Then applause broke out, and both the boss, Yang Baihui, and the waiters present gave Hua Shier a warm round of applause.

These days, you've never seen such a lively live performance. Everyone was amazed, and they looked at Hua Twelve as if he were a superstar.

Handing the electric guitar to a waiter who looked on with admiration, Hua Shier stepped off the stage and smiled at Yang Baihui, saying:
"I've made a fool of myself, but I think it looks pretty good, Mr. Yang!"

Before Yang Baihui could speak, her best friend said:

"Of course Boss Yang thinks highly of you! Didn't you see his eyes were practically glued to you?"

Yang Baihui glanced at her best friend with a hint of reproach, then smiled at Hua Twelve:

"I agreed to your suggestion before, let's give it a try together!"

The group returned to the office, and Hua Shier said that he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity the TV station gave them to record a single, and with a little extra money, record a whole album using the TV station's equipment.

Yang Baihui said she would register the company as soon as possible and ask Hua Shier to wait two days before going to the TV station to record the song. At that time, she would negotiate with the TV station in the name of the company.

After finishing the business, Yang Baihui suggested:
"Brother Cui, how about you start your residency tonight? I can't wait to see how crazy the customers are for you!"

Hua Shier thought about it and figured he had nothing else to do that evening, so he agreed.

Meanwhile, at Donglin Machinery Factory, following the strike of imported machines in Workshop 1, other imported machines in other workshops of the factory began to experience problems, most of which the technical department was unable to resolve.

With the machines not running, the workers had nothing to do, and Factory Director Chen was in a terrible predicament. Fortunately, the Russian experts they had hired arrived today, but no one expected that after inspecting the machines, the experts would shake their heads in disbelief:
"Although I am a mechanical expert, these machines are too old models. They have been discontinued in our country long ago. I don't know much about these old models!"

The Russian expert suddenly thought of something at this point:
"Oh, by the way, when I came here for maintenance a few years ago, you had a technician named Cui who was extremely skilled and had a very high level of expertise. You could try asking him for help!"

　Thank you to 08a and Little Tiger of the Demon Realm for the donations, and thank you to all the brothers who voted with monthly tickets and recommendation tickets. Thank you so much!

　　(End of this chapter)