Chu Yang didn't know that the song "Ranhong" played by "Bamboo Rhyme" on a whim was recorded by one of the many onlookers at that time, and it was secretly recorded on his mobile phone and posted on the Internet. Even though he never expected that this casual work had such a great impact on the Internet!

After teaching Song Wan'er in the morning, Chu Yang changed a few flutes casually. Although they were not as good as bamboo rhyme, they were enough to transform these ordinary flutes into a high-quality level. Chu Yang had heard Song Wan'er play her set of Dong Xuehua's flutes, and he was confident that the flutes he modified were definitely one level higher than that set of flutes.

In his small shop, the original flute workmanship was too rough. Of course, it was no wonder that Chu Yang’s father was. This was the highest level that Chu Guochang could achieve. After all, he was his ancestral craftsmanship and had not received professional flute making training.

However, since Chu Yang is here, he will naturally not let the store continue this low-level production model. He is determined to take the high-quality route.

After more than half a day, Chu Yang modified more than ten flutes, and at the end of each flute, Chu Yang engraved the words "Huayin".

This is his sect in the Five Continents. He named the flute he made by this name, one to commemorate this experience, and the other is to think that the flute he made one day will be seen by his master Luo Qing, and she will know that she is here.

During this period, Chu Yang calmed down and understood his situation. He had no news about his master Luo Qing, and no means to find a way to find her. Just looking for a needle in a haystack.

He decided to start with this small musical instrument store and develop Huayinmen step by step in the world. He wanted everyone in the world to know the name of Huayinmen and Chu Yang!

If Master Luo Qing was really in this world, she would find her in this way one day!

When Chu Yang thought of Luo Qing, his heart became extremely enthusiastic. Even when he was making a flute, he felt endless energy all over his body.

When it was almost dark in the afternoon, Chu Yang suddenly felt a darkness at the door, and then looked up and saw his parents walking in.

"Yangzi, what are you doing with a flute?" Chu Guochang entered the store and saw Chu Yang digging with a carving knife there. He asked strangely.

"The sound of this flute is a bit inaccurate, I'll tune it." Seeing them coming in, Chu Yang put the flute on the counter, stood up and walked out.

Seeing that his son suddenly adjusted the flute, Chu Guochang felt a little strange, but he didn't think much about it. His son has helped him make flutes since he was a child, and he is still good at tuning. However, this son is not very concerned about the things in the store, and has never seen him take the initiative to do the work in the store before, so today when he saw him tuning the flutes there, Chu Guochang felt a little strange.

"Mom, are you in better health?" Chu Yang walked forward, took Yang Ru's hand and asked with concern.

After integrating the memories of his ex, Chu Yang naturally felt a lot more about his parents on earth. The woman in front of him, from childhood to adulthood, silently put in countless efforts for her former self and this family, but never complained. Even this time he fought with his classmates, his mother did not blame him at all. From beginning to end, she only had a strong concern. Chu Yang had a kind of respect from the bottom of her heart.

"It's nothing big, I've been taking the medicine a lot better after taking it for a while." Yang Ru looked at her son coming over and hurriedly took his hand, her eyes unconcealed with concern.

"Does your head still hurt?" Yang Ru asked with some distress when she looked at her son.

"It's okay, Mom, sit down and rest for a while." Chu Yang said, helping Yang Ru to the chair behind the counter.

"Brother, does your wound still hurt?" Behind Yang Ru, a little girl with short hair with ears came over, pulled the corner of Chu Yang's clothes, and asked in a tender voice. The girl was very pretty and small, but her melon-shaped face had a faint appearance as a little beauty. She was a little thin, her face was a little yellow, and she looked a little lacking in nutrition.

Needless to ask, Chu Yang also knew that the little girl in front of him was his sister, or his ex-girlfriend Chu Fei. In his impression, he was a well-behaved and sensible girl with good academic performance. In the past, Chu Guochang and Yang Ru and his wife used Lele to teach him a lesson, a brother who was about 10 years older than him.

"It's no longer painful. Is Fei'er good at grandma's house?" Chu Yang bent down, picked up his sister and asked with a smile. He knew that because of his and his mother Yang Ru's affairs, the family could not take care of her family. It happened to be the winter vacation, so Chu Guochang sent his sister Chu Fei to his grandma's house in Nanlin Township.

Today is the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month. In the Little New Year, Chu Yang received a call from his father Chu Guochang yesterday, saying that he would go back to his hometown to have a party together today. This is also the tradition of the Chu family for many years.

Originally, because of the last time I borrowed money from my third uncle, Chu Yang didn't catch a cold about his father's brother. In addition, in his ex's memory, he had no good impression of these two relatives, so Chu Yang was not very enthusiastic about this party. He even wanted to just look at the store here, without seeing it. However, Chu Guochang obviously would not allow him to do this. The Chu family's annual gatherings are very important, and they usually have no special reasons to go back to attend.

Chu Fei was picked up by her brother Chu Yang, and she giggled and stretched out her little hand to yell at Chu Yang. Chu Yang was not afraid of her little tricks. However, in order to cooperate with her sister, she still shouted loudly, which made Chu Fei laugh out loud.

"Okay, Yangzi, let your sister down soon. How old are you? You are still so funny!" Yang Ru looked at the two of them making fun of each other, and stopped them with reproach, but there was a smile in her eyes.

"Okay, come down and go there to play there. There is chocolate in the counter drawer, so take it yourself." Chu Yang said to his sister with a smile. Chu Fei likes to eat chocolate, which Chu Yang knows from his ex's memory. Yesterday afternoon, he went to the supermarket to buy a large box of Doves.

"Wow, it's Dove, you're so good!" Chu Fei shouted in surprise when she saw a large box of Dove. Her favorite food was Dove chocolate, but it was too expensive. A small piece cost six or seven yuan. Usually, only if she got full marks in the exam or received some reward from the school, her parents would buy her a small piece of bulk. As for such a large box, she had only seen it on the counter in the supermarket. When did she really take it in her hand and eat it casually like now?

"Yangzi, such a big box costs dozens of dollars. You are really good. Your mother needs money for illness, and you spend money indiscriminately!" Chu Guochang looked at the big box Dove, his face darkened, and he said with some unhappiness.

After Chu Guochang said this, Chu Fei's face darkened. She reluctantly brought the chocolate back to Chu Yang and said, "Brother, it takes a lot of money for mother to treat her illness. I don't want this chocolate."

Seeing the reluctant expression in her sister's eyes, Chu Yang felt ache in her heart. He quickly patted her little head and comforted her with a smile: "It's okay."

Seeing that his daughter was so sensible, Chu Guochang felt a little embarrassed. After all, he was just an eight-year-old child. But the family's economy was really bad, and he had to calculate spending every penny. He was the head of the family, but he had to be the villain.

"Dad, it's just a box of chocolates. The family doesn't have that little money at home." Chu Yang looked at Chu Guochang and said in a relaxed tone. Then, he turned around and walked behind the counter, opened the locked drawer on his right hand, took out a thick stack of money from it, and handed it to Chu Guochang.

"This is the turnover of the store during this period. Dad, please buy medicine for mom." Chu Yang looked at his father's surprised expression and said calmly.

"This~~so much?" Chu Guochang took the stack of money handed over by his son, and was suddenly a little unbelievable.

Although I haven't counted it in detail, I'm afraid there are five or six thousand, how long has it been? It seems that it's only been more than a week. When did the business in the store be so good?

Chu Guochang looked at the musical instruments in the store with some confusion. Yes, it was still the old goods, except~~Huh? Where did the pile of flutes go?

There were only a few buckets of flutes left in the red plastic bucket, and there were only a few fine flutes left on the counter. This was almost the amount he had to sell for several months in the past, but this kid was sold this week?

"Why is the flute sold so fast?" Chu Guochang asked in surprise.

"The business is good." Chu Yang said to Chu Guochang with a smile, and shrugged humorously.

"Brother is so amazing. He can make so much money. Now my mother has the money to cure her illness." Chu Fei said with a happy smile.

"Fi'er, my brother will make more money in the future. Not only will he cure his mother's illness, but he will also buy Fei'er a lot of delicious chocolate and beautiful clothes. Fei'er said, "Chu Yang looked at his innocent and cute sister and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, my brother is the most amazing, but Fei'er doesn't want beautiful clothes. I just need a Snow White schoolbag. Many of our classmates have Snow White's schoolbags, but I don't have them." Chu Fei said this, with a strong desire radiating in her eyes.

"No problem. When school starts, I will give you a Snow White schoolbag." Chu Yang said with a smile.

Seeing Chu Yang talking to his sister there, Chu Guochang felt a little confused. The child's simple mind does not mean that he is easy to cheat. He knows the best in his own store, how can he sell so much money in a week? How is it possible?

Although he was suspicious, Chu Guochang was not in the mood to care about these things with Chu Yang. It was already very late. After a while, the shuttle bus back to his hometown would be gone. He had to hurry up.

"Yangzi, please clean up and close the door. We have to hurry to the station. If it is too late, there will be no trains." Chu Guochang urged.

"I understand." Chu Yang said, turning around and put more than ten flutes on the table, put them in a small cabinet behind the counter, and locked them.

"Just put it in the cabinet, lock it is not a valuable thing." Chu Guochang said disrespectfully. These flutes were made by him and there was no cost, so he didn't value them very much.

"That's not possible. The flutes I made are all high-quality products and they are sold at high prices." Chu Yang said half-jokingly.

"You little brat, you're a good guy, just blow it." Chu Guochang couldn't help but be amused when he saw his son's serious expression.

"You don't believe it yet. Just the flutes I tuned, at least one thousand, and I won't sell a penny less." Chu Yang said seriously.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense there. Hurry up, lock the door and leave!" Chu Guochang glared at his son, and said.

"Okay, I got it, you guys go out first." Chu Yang said, pushing his parents and sister out of the store door, then turned around and closed the store door.

Five minutes later, the family arrived at the station in a tricycle and saw the last bus whispering to leave the station.

"Hey, wait, master, wait!" Chu Guochang hurriedly waved his hand when he saw the car going away.

"There is no seat, don't get in." At the car window, the driver said impatiently, stepping on the accelerator, and the car drove over Chu Guochang. Through the car window, you could clearly see that the people inside were crowded, like canned sardines. It seemed that the driver was not lying.

"Oh, it would be great if I could come earlier." Looking at the shuttle bus away, Chu Guochang sighed.

"Forget it, take a taxi." Chu Yang pointed to the taxi not far away and said.

"What are you calling? It costs more than one hundred yuan. I'll call your third uncle to see if they have left, or squeeze their car." Chu Guochang said, taking out his cell phone and about to call.

"Forget it, dad, stop beating, look at the family's face," Chu Yang said unhappily.

"How do you boy speak? No matter what, then you are your third uncle." Chu Guochang said with a glaring at his son.

Chu Yang rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to this unambitious father.

Chu Yang, who was looking around bored, suddenly found a familiar red car and stopped in front of him with a "brush".

The car window slowly shook down, revealing Song Wan'er's delicate little face.

Squinted a pair of beautiful crescent moons, Song Wan'er waved Bai Shengsheng's little hand at Chu Yang.
Chapter completed!