Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

As the saying goes, it's not the thief coming to your door that's scary, it's the thief eyeing your door.

In order to gain the upper hand before Liu Qianqian's grandmother came knocking, Liu Xiaoli simply took her two younger children to cause trouble.

On the bus, Liu Xiaoli gave some instructions and promised that everyone would be rewarded with a hundred-yuan bill if the task was completed.

Liu Qianqian was all smiles, but Zhou Xiaobai was filled with reluctance—he really didn't want to go.

There are reasons why I don't want to go.

Grandma Liu's house is in the suburbs, a detached house with mountains and water, and a whole study full of books, including ancient books and many books on folk music.

After the family reunion banquet, Zhou Xiaobai visited the family for the first time and saw a house full of folk musical instruments such as the pipa, erhu, guzheng, and bamboo flute. He thought he had found a kindred spirit and could rightfully inherit the family's musical tradition.

Little did he know that Granny Liu would drag him into her study to discuss traditional Chinese culture and historical anecdotes.

Finally, he discovered that the man was ignorant and incompetent, leaving him speechless with anger.

But when she visited again, Granny Liu heard that he had an exceptional memory and could remember everything he saw, and her evil intentions resurfaced.

But Zhou Xiaobai had no interest in this and ran away on the spot, only to be chased all the way to Zhou's house by Granny Liu, who was carrying a teaching cane.

After much persuasion, perhaps because she recalled the regrets of her past life, or perhaps because she felt that becoming a cultured entertainer in the future wouldn't be bad, and more importantly, she could learn folk music from her in the future.

Zhou Xiaobai finally relented and agreed to memorize one ancient book every week.

However, the condition is that they must come here once a month for an assessment.

Today's trip was like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

In the study, Zhou Xiaobai stood ramrod straight as Grandma Liu began to test his homework.

Zhou Xiaobai reluctantly offered a few lines, quoting classical texts—he'd been memorizing quite a few books lately, whether he could understand them was another matter.

"Not bad, not bad. How well did you recite the 'Great Learning' chapter of the Book of Rites?" Granny Liu asked.

"It's abstruse and hard to understand," Zhou Xiaobai said honestly, slowly changing the subject.

"For example?" Grandma Liu pressed.

"This sentence is hard to understand." Zhou Xiaobai turned to a page, pointed, and read aloud, "'If you can improve yourself one day, improve yourself every day, and keep improving yourself.'"

Seeing Granny Liu's furrowed brow, he explained, "This is similar to the saying, 'When things are bad, change is necessary; change leads to progress; progress leads to longevity.' It means that times are changing rapidly, and true nobility lies not in resisting change, but in making new things work for you."

Zhou Xiaobai looked "shocked" and stammered, "But... but my cousin said... new changes aren't necessarily good. We should stay true to ourselves and adapt to change. Classics are timeless."

"Is that what she said?" Grandma Liu asked, her face full of doubt. Although her daughter was involved in the arts, the family's cultural heritage had never been broken. If she really understood it that way, she would be too old-fashioned.

"My cousin's company wasn't doing well, so they gave her a dancing job, and it even made the news. Xixi and I said it looked great," Zhou Xiaobai said, his eyes welling up with tears, his face turning aggrieved. He added, "Xixi said 'change is the only way forward,' how can we raise children without money? My cousin got angry. I tried to persuade her with the idea of ​​'constant change,' but she said that was wrong, that too much change was bad… She said ethnic dance is noble, pop dance… is indecent… She even hit Xixi and me…"

"Really?" Granny Liu's face darkened, and she gripped the pointer in her hand tightly.

"Yeah! That car outside, she bought it with the money she earned from that dance. But she drives it and keeps saying she shouldn't have danced..." Zhou Xiaobai said seriously, adding, "Everyone on TV says she dances well."

"Fine, fine, fine! Go find her!" Granny Liu grabbed the pointer and stormed out.

In the courtyard, Liu Qianqian was pulling her grandfather around the new car, while Liu Xiaoli stood to the side, looking smug.

Owning a private car is a rare thing these days. Although her older brother works in the banking system and has money and power—the money isn't his own, and his power only gets him a motorcycle to commute to get off work.

"Grandpa, isn't it beautiful? Mom made a lot of money to buy it." Liu Qianqian pointed to the car and explained its origin. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her mother's undisguised pride and thought to herself: It's a pity it's a female peacock, otherwise it would have spread its tail feathers long ago.

"Xiaoli's doing great, her love life is going smoothly, and the money's coming in too," Grandpa praised. He then asked curiously, "What kind of dance was it again?"

Liu Xiaoli gave her a look, and Liu Qianqian understood. She puffed out her cheeks and made a cute face: "Popular dance, just as cute as me, and it was even on TV."

"Oh! That's good. I've been telling you to change your approach and stop being so fixated on folk dance. If you're like your mother, you could be writing books on folk music, but you just stick to those old books. That's a waste of resources." Grandpa praised his daughter while also taking a jab at his wife.

"Yes, yes, my poor little brother is being dragged off to recite his lessons now." Liu Qianqian stuck out her little tongue. She had no interest in traditional literature and couldn't even recite the Three Character Classic in its entirety.

"That's your cousin, not your brother," Grandpa corrected her. He knew about the incident with the cousin last time, but it was a done deal, and the generational order was set.

"No, it's my little brother." Liu Qianqian insisted. She pointed at Liu Xiaoli and said, "Grandpa, look, Mom looks younger lately. Don't we look like sisters?" As she spoke, she stood in front of Liu Xiaoli. Their faces were as beautiful as flowers, and the two of them, one big and one small, complemented each other perfectly.

"Haha..." Grandpa chuckled, about to offer praise, when a loud roar rang out, "Liu Xiaoli, are you going against the grain...?"

The three were shocked. Just then, Granny Liu rushed out carrying a pointer, followed by Zhou Xiaobai, who was watching the show.

Without saying a word, Grandma grabbed Liu Xiaoli and lashed her buttocks with the whip.

"Smack! Serves you right for not studying hard enough; you can't even understand the book!"

"Slap! Serves you right for not working hard enough; you can ruin your job by dancing!"

"Slap! You got a good deal and now you're complaining? You made money and you're still saying the car is bad—"

"Slap! That'll teach you to think outside the box. Even the news says it's good, and you're complaining about how fast things change—"

"Smack! So you hit a kid? Fine, now I'll hit you—"

……

With each sentence Liu Laolao spoke, she slapped her, gritting her teeth: "They all praise it on TV, and you say it's immoral? Are you going against the government? Popular dance isn't dance? Only your folk dance is respectable, is that it?"

Finally, she stopped moving and said, "You better dance properly, or you'll get a beating."

Holy crap, holy crap, that's amazing?

Zhou Xiaobai was dumbfounded: he finally understood where the spanking trick came from—it was all a family trait of the Liu family.

Liu Qianqian was stunned. She twisted her thigh hard, and "hiss!" Yes, it wasn't a dream.

When did my brother become so amazing? I've only just started, and he's already finished? Does he get beaten up for not dancing pop dance?

She swallowed hard, glancing at Liu Xiaoli, who was rubbing her bottom. Then her gaze darted back and forth between Zhou Xiaobai and her grandmother—was this revenge?

She laughed heartily: "You, Zhou Xiaobai, I'm impressed! You've done what I've always wanted to do."

Liu Xiaoli rubbed her buttocks, finally understanding where this beating came from.

She passed the dancing test, but this butt...

Thinking of this, she was filled with rage, her eyes flashing with murderous intent as she glared at Zhou Xiaobai—Zhou Xiaobai! Zhou Xiaobai! You've got some nerve. Heh! If I don't hang you up and beat you, I'll change my surname to yours.

"Slap!" Another slap landed. Granny Liu was furious. "Liu Xiaoli, where are you glaring at? Are you looking for revenge?" She pointed at Zhou Xiaobai, who was still stunned. "Xiaobai, if your cousin hits you again, tell me, and I'll teach her a lesson."

Zhou Xiaobai finally realized what was happening, but Liu Xiaoli's fierce eyes made him tremble!

I had only one thought in my mind—if I let you clean up again, you'd better burn incense for me next year.

He regretted it!