Huayu: Starting from Fahrenheit

Chapter 58: Playing Mahjong during the Chinese New Year

Chapter 58: Playing Mahjong during the Chinese New Year

After returning home and sorting out the New Year's goods, grandma prepared dinner, and after dinner Wu Zhuo went back to his room to copy songs.

I had only copied two poems when I felt so sleepy that I threw down my pen, fell on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Wu Zhuo was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

Get up from the bed and draw the curtains.

"What are you talking about? I look like a fairy from the sky. What are you talking about? I look like the ancient Xi Shi..."

Grandma turned up the volume on the stereo early in the morning. The CD she was playing seemed to be the "Classic Minnan Song Collection" that she bought at the market yesterday. The songs in the CD were all old-fashioned Minnan classic songs.

"Xiaobao, let's increase our combat power index!"

"Hey ha hey ha! Look at my dragon patterned griddle!"

"You are such a jerk, and you dare to show off your skills in front of an expert. Look at my hand, Ares..."

Dachunzi from Grandma's family played with Xiaobao from Uncle Liu's family again.

The two men's fighting power index was soaring, one was holding a frying pan he brought out from home, and the other was wearing a red boxing glove.

"Hey..."

"Wow..."

In the battle between the dragon-patterned griddle and the hand of Ares, the dragon-patterned griddle won again. When Dachunzai slammed the frying pan into Xiaobao, Xiaobao cried loudly in pain.

This caused the two adults to glare at each other angrily, but they did not start a quarrel.

I guess they think it's unlucky to quarrel during the New Year.

Wu Zhuo was watching with so much interest that he didn't even hear his grandma calling him to eat, and only discovered it when his grandma came and knocked on the door.

"I have prepared some gifts for you. You can give them to your company's leaders... bosses or something like that tomorrow."

At the dinner table, while putting food into Wu Zhuo's bowl, grandma said:
“I don’t know how your business works.

But it should be no different from opening a shop for me. For some people, moving around more will only do you good.

Greeting people for the New Year and giving them small gifts are not worth much money.”

"Ok!"

Wu Zhuo nodded.

That is indeed the truth.

Interpersonal relationships are mutual.

No matter how successful you are, as long as you stay with the crowd, you cannot do without human relationships.

Greeting people during the Chinese New Year and giving them a small gift can earn them some goodwill, so why not do it!

"I'll make a list later. If you need anything, I'll go to the supermarket to check."

Wu Zhuo himself didn't know how many people he needed to greet and give gifts to.

This requires compiling a list.

“I listened to your CD last night, it was great.

But, didn’t you say that your group is composed of only men? Why do I see a woman in it? "

Grandma put down her bowl and chopsticks, took out the tape of "KO One Original Soundtrack" that Wu Chao gave her last night, and asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Female?" Wu Zhuo was stunned.

"Hey, isn't she a woman?" Grandma pointed at Wu Zun on the soundtrack.

"Uh..." Wu Zhuo smiled bitterly, "I'm a man."

"A boy? Why does he look so much like a girl to me? He looks a lot like the girl who dresses like a boy among the three girls who are very popular recently..."

……

Grandma Wu Chao has four children.

Wu Zhuo’s deceased father was the eldest son.

There are two brothers and a sister.

The second son, Wu Chenggong, and the third son, Wu Chenglong, both started families and careers in the neighboring Hsinchu County.

The fourth child, Wu Jiahui, married in Taichung City.

Because grandpa passed away long ago, grandma is the only elderly person left.

Therefore, during every festival, Wu Chao's second and third uncles would often choose to bring their families to Taipei on New Year's Eve to reunite with grandma and Wu Chao and celebrate the New Year together.

This year is no different.

Around two o'clock in the afternoon, the two uncles arrived with their families.

As soon as the two families arrived, Wu Zhuo's home immediately became lively. The two uncles had two children.

The oldest is fifteen and the youngest is nine.

As soon as the three or four children arrived home, the smile on grandma's face never left.

Scatter a few candies here and grab a handful of melon seeds over there.

Wu Zhuo was pulled aside by several uncles and aunts to ask about some things about the entertainment industry.

For example, whether he has met Andy Lau.

Or ask him how much he can earn in a month.

Wu Zhuo answered them one by one without getting tired of it.

In the evening, several adults sat in the living room watching TV. Several TV stations in Taiwan were holding New Year's Eve parties. Although in Wu Chao's opinion, these programs were not as interesting as the Spring Festival Gala in the mainland at that time, in the eyes of the people in Taiwan, these programs were more distinctive.

Outside, a few little kids were playing with the neighbor's kids. Their faces were red from the cold and their snot was almost running into their mouths, but they didn't feel cold at all. They held incense and candles in their hands and timidly tried to light the firecrackers on the ground.

Wu Zhuo found watching TV boring, and he felt he was too old to play with fireworks, so he simply brought a brazier to the balcony and watched the fireworks while warming himself by the fire.

By the way, chat with Amber Kuo and Vivian Hsuan.

bang bang bang...

Fireworks spread all over the sky.

"Brother Chao, Dad wants you to play Mahjong!"

Wu Zhuo was watching intently.

Wu Yang from my second uncle’s family ran up.

"Play majiang?"

When Wu Zhuo heard about playing mahjong, he immediately became interested.

As a Sichuanese in his previous life, he also developed a habit of playing mahjong.

I also learned a few tricks of Taiwanese mahjong and I’m pretty good at it.

The original body can do it, and he even played it with his second uncle and others during the Chinese New Year a few years ago.

"Yes, Dad asked you to go down and play two rounds."

Well, in that case, let’s kill this guy today.

Wu Zhuo replied a message to Guo Biting and Zhuo Wenxuan who were chatting with him, and walked downstairs quickly.

Downstairs, the stage is set.

Grandma sat at the top with great interest, rubbing mahjong tiles in her hands, with a shrewd gleam in her eyes.

"Azhuo, you are the only one missing. Two years ago, you and your grandma won several thousand from me and your uncle.

We have to regain our position this year no matter what."

Second Uncle rubbed his hands excitedly.

Wu Zhuo's mouth twitched.

My second uncle is the type who is both bad at playing and fun-loving.

He can't even count the cards, but he still loves to play.

He played at his own house and also at Wu Zhuo's house.

The reason why the original person learned mahjong was that he learned it by just playing it for fun during the Chinese New Year one year.

"Come on! Let me make it clear first, Second Uncle, I will not show mercy."

"Hey... you little brat, you're still showing mercy to me. I was letting you go before, just wait and see. This year I'm going to kill you all."

The second uncle was shouting, but before he could finish five rounds, he got hit by a big four and a flower card.

After a flower card is played, he will never say the words of "kill all" again, and he will want to crush the cards when he draws them.

Second Aunt couldn't stand it anymore and started giving orders.

"Hit the four barrels! Why hit the red center!
"I told you you called the wrong number!"

"Can you fight?"

"You spendthrift woman, you know nothing. I've been playing cards for so many years, how can I be worse than you?"

The second uncle couldn't stand the nagging of the second aunt, and after another big three, he pushed the cards and said, "You're good, come on."

"I'll do it if I want!" Second Aunt pushed Second Uncle aside and sat down directly. "Ah Zhuo, Second Aunt doesn't know how to play very well, so don't be too cruel!"

(End of this chapter)

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