Back to 70s busy husband

The sky was scorching hot, and Mu Siyan's eyes, which were as clear as crystal, shone with extra bright colors. It was a rare thing for him to be stubborn. After being rejected by his family, his black eyes became dim.

He admits that he does not eat minced meat.

No matter how difficult the family was before, he was much better than many people in terms of material, not to mention the situation at home is getting better and better now.

But he is not a fool!
He sincerely felt that Mu Chenming's singing was rare, ethereal and powerful. It was a singing he rarely heard, and it was really nice. That's why he put forward such a condition.

Grandma Mu sneered at her little grandson's words: "There are too many people who sing well, and your sister-in-law can't help it. Mu Siyan, please listen to me. Now your brother-in-law is raising you at home, but your brother-in-law It's not your parents, they treat you well, you have to have a degree, let you learn, that's your sister-in-law, don't eat too much all day, don't panic, you have a holiday for autumn harvest, come to work with me Go, don't play with Mu Chenming anymore, don't hurt him.

Don't you know the situation of his family?

His eldest brother always finds a woman with children when he gets married, just to reduce the burden on the family. Now that his family is in debt, you encourage him to learn music, even if it is a fairy singing, he can't bear the hunger! "

Mu Siyan said nothing.

Grandma Mu told him to go back to the house, "You are the most delicate in the whole family. Your sister knows how to save money when she learns things. You are good. Now you are raised like a noble son. I really think you are a noble son."

The corners of Mu Siyan's eyes were red, mist filled his eyes, he pursed his thin lips, went back to the house and closed the door, sat on the bed, the young man's back was slightly bent, and he was silent for a long time before he took out the bottom book from the drawer, which was the score.

That was the song he wrote for Mu Chenming's voice. He learned to write music because he wanted to see if he had the talent to learn musical instruments. He didn't expect that after hearing Mu Chenming sing, he wanted to be a music producer.

The sheet music was not shown to anyone.

but now……

No need to show anyone.

What grandma said made sense. After being reprimanded by her old man, Mu Siyan also knew that it was too much, but some people's talents should not be buried.

Grandma Mu outside the house told Yan Hui not to be angry: "He just can't turn his head around. You can see that he is usually normal. It should be that he has a rare friend. He also has a talent, so he wants to help."

"I know." Yan Hui smiled and comforted Grandma Mu: "Grandma, don't be angry, Mu Chenming is indeed quite talented, and he sings very well."

"What's the use of talent? His family has no money or food. It's justified to work hard. Look at his brother's house. Now he has been pointed out and said that the wife he married is not good. You don't know. Just now I I went out to have a look, and the daughter-in-law bought the fabric and spent five yuan from the family, tsk tsk, five yuan of fabric, if the family has a little foundation, it’s okay to buy five yuan of fabric all at once, the key is that the family has food now. I can’t even get enough to eat, who can afford five yuan of cloth, the family is so difficult, let alone let Mu Chenming learn music.”

Grandma Mu felt that Zhang Xiuhua was crazy.

I also feel that the little grandson is very unreliable.

"what……"

Yan Hui couldn't comment.

Because she herself cost more than five yuan for each piece of clothing, she smiled embarrassingly, took Mu Changjun away silently, and then knocked on the door of Mu Siyan's room, "Siyan, open the door and take a look at Changjun. Things are going to be busy."

Mu Siyan quickly opened the door, hugged Mu Changjun, looked at Yan Hui, pursed his lips and lowered his slumped head and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry."

The boy has black hair and fair skin, a slender neck, and a perfect jaw line. The sun shines through his fingers on the boy's snow-white skin. It's a real doll, and now it's lowering its head in frustration, which really makes people feel distressed.

"I'm not sorry. I was too excited just now. If you can, tell me what plan you have." Yan Hui felt that he was a bit extreme just now, and his mentality was also very strange. He didn't know why, but he would I think it's Mu Chenming's fault.

Is it because Mu Chenming is Mu Siyan's first friend, and Mu Chenming's family situation is not that good, so he feels afraid that others will spoil his child? ? ?

I didn't think about the reason at all, the mentality of protecting the cubs and looking after the property and knowing people is not good!

"I……"

Mu Siyan's dark eyes flickered, and he looked into the room, there was a song composed by him, and the lyrics and music were all completed.

But just like grandma said.

The life that elder brother and sister-in-law can give them is already the dream of many people, and they dare not expect more at all.

But he wondered if he could look forward to it, and at least give himself a reason to give up.

Mu Siyan let Yan Hui in, and looked at his lyrics, "I feel that if Mu Chenming sings my song, it should be pretty good."

Yan Hui was shocked! ! !
Writing lyrics and composing music, under the same roof, why didn't she know that Mu Siyan suddenly knew this skill?
"When did you learn it?"

Mu Siyan opened the drawer in the room and showed her the thick books: "When you and I go to the town, I like to go to the waste station. I read the books from there, and then I go back."

He said it for granted.

Yan Hui has become messy.

Is this the world of genius?
After reading it a few times, you can write lyrics and compose music by feeling. Even though it is clear that Mu Siyan was a giant in music production in his previous life, it is impossible to imagine that he can be so heaven-defying! ! !

Seeing that she was reading it seriously, Mu Siyan felt that it was a bit of a joke, so he also took out the Gangcheng newspaper, "I want to record our song and sign up, maybe I can get 2000 yuan."

Yan Hui calmed down and asked, "Where did you get this newspaper?"

Mu Siyan rolled his eyes, feeling a little guilty, under the gaze of his sister-in-law, he timidly said: "I asked my elder brother to buy it for me on the black market, because I like a Hong Kong singer very much, and I like to pay attention to the Hong Kong city newspapers. I found out about the song contest and that she sang really well."

Yan Hui raised his eyebrows: "Who?"

Mu Siyan went to his grandparents' house to bring back the tape recorder, and carefully took out the treasured tape, and then the tape recorder played a melody that Yan Hui was very familiar with.

Listening to the songs of my favorite singers, Mu Siyan seemed to have more courage: "I think she sings very well, and I really hope that one day she can sing my songs. Also, I feel that Mu Chenming's voice is not bad. Cultivation will definitely let many people know about him. Now Hong Kong City is not allowed to go, but after recording the tape, you can participate in the competition. Therefore, I want those masters to teach Mu Chenming's voice. He has very good qualifications, but he has a voice The method book said that it is easy to use up the voice. I originally wanted to adjust it for him, but I didn’t find that kind of book in the scrap yard. If someone is willing to guide his voice, tap his talent, and practice singing in the future, it will be better. It also allows him to record songs and then compete.”