Entertainment Era: Starting with Teaching Sister Meng to Sing

Logically speaking, when it comes to New Year's greetings, it should be the younger generation who gives the greetings to the older generation.

But just like this year when my uncle and his family came to our house for the Chinese New Year, Wang Xiaozhou's family bought a new house, and the New Year needs to be lively, so everyone came here.

Ma Xiaoping had thought of this on New Year's Day, which is why she took Meng Ziyi out in the morning to buy a lot of delicious food for her relatives.

Snacks were served, and everyone sat around in a circle in the living room. The eldest uncle, who loved to show off, started the conversation.

It was nothing more than some nonsense about family unity and prosperity, and everyone would raise their glasses to appease him before going back to their own conversations.

My aunt asked my other aunt where she bought her coat, saying it didn't look as cheap and affordable as the one she was wearing.

My aunt said that what she was wearing was imported, so it wasn't exactly cheap or affordable.

The uncle sat with his legs crossed, smoking the soft Yuxi cigarette that Wang Jianguo usually couldn't bear to smoke, with his sister's help. His fingers trembled like Parkinson's, and even though the ashtray was as big as his head, he couldn't flick it in, making a mess of the entire coffee table.

Auntie followed Ma Xiaoping around the house, stuffing whatever she saw that looked nice into her bag without ever being polite to Ma Xiaoping.

My uncle and aunt's child is eight years old now, named Ma Dazhi. He's a boy, and they've spoiled him rotten. When he came in and saw the adults were busy chatting, he naturally walked up to Wang Xiaozhou and reached out his hand to him: "Give me your phone to play with."

Wang Xiaozhou smiled and handed over his newly bought iPhone 5: "Do you understand how to play?"

Ma Dazhi's eyes, which were buried in his flesh, lit up instantly: "Fruit 5, my classmate's parents have it, it can play any game, unlock it for me quickly."

"Oh, you even know about Fruit 5. Good to know."

Wang Xiaozhou snatched the phone back with a "whoosh": "There's personal privacy on this phone, you can't play with it, go ahead and cry."

The chubby boy blinked his bean-sized eyes.

"Cry."

Wang Xiaozhou blinked and deliberately showed Ma Dazhi the side of his face with dimples.

"Awoo waaa waaa waaa..."

The sound of an ambulance siren rang out, and the adults who were chatting together immediately looked over. My aunt even ran over directly, asking, "What happened?"

Wang Xiaozhou said with a sorrowful expression, "This child took my phone to go online and looked at those websites that are not suitable for children. He cried when I told him not to look at them."

Ma Dazhi's eyes widened instantly. His older brother, who was almost twenty years old, had wronged him. He had never seen such a plot in cartoons.

"You little brat, are you out of your mind?!"

The uncle jumped up from the sofa, intending to give his son a flying kick.

Wang Xiaozhou quickly reached out to stop him in mid-air: "No, no, no, don't hit the child during the New Year. He's past the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Besides, he's in his adolescence now, so it's normal for him to be curious."

"Eight years old? What kind of puberty is that?!"

With a loud shout, the uncle tried to kick him again. Actually, he didn't care much about what websites his son visited; he was mainly concerned that his son had embarrassed him today.

"You're talking nonsense!"

The chubby boy finally realized what was happening and pointed at Wang Xiaozhou, yelling, "I didn't even look at any websites!"

"You dare to insult your brother? I'm really going to beat you up today."

The uncle pretended to charge again, but this time Wang Xiaozhou let go, and the big man flew out with a whoosh, his size 43 foot kicking the little fat boy in the face.

[Bang!]

That's the sound of a fat head hitting the wall.

The room fell silent instantly, then two cries rang out simultaneously: one was the little fat boy's cry of pain, and the other was the aunt's scream.

You beat my son to death!

Ma Xiaoli, I know you're having an affair. Tell me the truth, are you two having a child? Are you planning to kill my son, divorce me, and then go live with someone else?

"What are you talking about, calling his mother a bastard!"

The uncle roared repeatedly, "Look what you've done to the child at home! What kind of family lets an eight or nine-year-old watch that kind of stuff? Have you been behaving yourself at home?!"

The people in the room finally reacted. Ma Xiaoping ran to Ma Dazhi and said, "What are you two talking about during the New Year? Look what you've done to the child! Don't you need to take him to the hospital?"

As she spoke, Ma Xiaoping even took the time to complain to Wang Xiaozhou, "Why didn't you stop him a little!"

Wang Xiaozhou looked aggrieved: "My uncle was too strong, I couldn't stop him."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xiaoli took a moment to recall whether she had used a lot of force, and whether she had held back. She also thought that her son was thrown into the air because she had rushed out and lost control.

"It hurts, Mom, I can't move."

Seeing that his parents had finally stopped arguing, Ma Dazhi quickly started wailing to attract everyone's attention. He had to scream; it really hurt now.

"Whether you need to go to the hospital or not, you can tell me yourself!"

His aunt yelled at him impatiently, and Ma Dazhi quickly nodded, "Yes, it really can't be moved."

Seeing that her son wasn't faking it, the aunt-in-law panicked again. She quickly picked him up and went downstairs, glaring at Ma Xiaoli before leaving and threatening, "You wait, if anything really happens to our son, I'll fight you to the death!"

The sound of footsteps echoed down the stairs. Everyone in the room exchanged glances, and apart from Wang Xiaozhou, no one knew what to do.

A moment later, the sound of footsteps climbing the stairs came from the hallway again. My aunt opened the door and shouted, "Are they all dead?! Someone come out and drive us to the hospital!"

The eldest uncle had already gotten up and was about to go downstairs, but when he heard his aunt shout, he sat back down. It's the New Year, what right does a woman from another family have to act so arrogantly here?

Ma Xiaoli looked around and, seeing that no one was making a move, had no choice but to go out and chase after them herself.

Although Ma Xiaoping was also displeased, she still advised, "We're all family. What are you all doing during the New Year? Xiao Wu is just anxious. Let's hurry over and see what's going on, lest something serious happens."

Wang Jianguo was definitely very supportive of his wife and immediately put on his coat and set off.

My aunt's family is concerned about appearances and is willing to maintain the facade of harmony within the extended family, so they also go out with her.

When the eldest uncle, Ma Xiaoguang, saw that everyone wanted to go and see, he didn't object anymore. The whole family went downstairs and drove two cars to the hospital.

I had just arrived at the hospital lobby and hadn't even gone upstairs when I heard my aunt-in-law making a hysterical fuss upstairs.

"Ma Xiaoli, we definitely can't go on like this anymore. All the kid did was look at a website. Didn't you read magazines when you were a kid? Did you really have to break someone's bones?!"

"Ouch, you've broken your bone."

Upon hearing this, the eldest uncle rushed upstairs. He wasn't really concerned about the child; he just wanted to see what the commotion was about.

My aunt patted the snow off her imported coat and said as she walked, "What kind of life is this? It's the New Year, and I don't know what they're up to. The father broke his son's bones."

After Ma Xiaoping went upstairs, Wang Jianguo and Wang Xiaozhou walked at the very back. Wang Jianguo whispered to Wang Xiaozhou, "This whole family, not one of them wants anything good for anyone else."

Wang Xiaozhou remained silent, but sneered inwardly. They not only couldn't stand seeing others do well, but they would also drag others down into the abyss with their own hands.

This is just the beginning, take your time playing.