In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed.
The New Year was coming soon!
Fang You had achieved his goal of clapping to music before the new year and successfully unlocked the "Rhythmic Mastery" ability.
"Rhythmic Mastery: lv1 (0/1000)"
"Awaken musical cells, master level 1 rhythm (you can improve your sense of rhythm by practicing musical instruments)"
Previously, Fang You relied on the experiences of the Reincarnator to present himself as a musical prodigy.
But now, Fang You's perception of music had fundamentally changed!
Even for songs he had never heard before in his previous life, after a few listens, he could remember the melody roughly.
And now Fang You was able to find the beat following the melody, his body naturally moving to the rhythm.
Is this what having talent feels like...
So carefree and enjoyable!
For professionals in music, this might indeed be very simple, but after all, Fang You was just a one-and-a-half-year-old baby!
No matter what he did, he would receive hefty praise from the adults:
Fang Guanghui stroked Fang You's head, "You You is awesome! You will be the reincarnation of Beethoven in the future!"
"Can you praise me with Mozart instead of Beethoven..."
As long as he kept improving his sense of rhythm and with Perfect Pitch, bringing those golden hits from his previous life back to life wasn't impossible.
But before that, he also needed to study music theory properly to be able to apply it effectively.
Fang You had a clear and definite self-awareness of this system.
He had gained talent, not specific knowledge.
Knowledge still needed to be acquired through his own learning and accumulation to be practically applied.
In fact, the strong figures at the top of various industries are all competing in the effort based on an excellent foundation of talent.
Ordinary people find it very difficult to discover what they are truly good at or what they truly enjoy doing in their entire lives.
Because to discover one's talent itself is not an easy task.
But in this life, Fang You was able to easily grasp talent as a stepping stone, freely experiencing the myriad aspects of life.
Although the system didn't display extraordinary powers, Fang You was already very satisfied.
After discovering their son's musical talent, both parents actively cultivated his interest in music, buying him an electronic keyboard and a children's drum set.
Fang You was particularly interested in the drum set, practicing on it every day at home to refine his rhythmic skills.
"You are playing the drum set, Rhythmic Experience +1"
Under the influence of Fang You's drum playing, Fang Guanghui even began to walk with a rhythmic sense.
And then got a complaint from the neighbors.
So the parents enrolled Fang You in a drumming class at the community's music and arts center.
Meanwhile, the expenses of raising a child continued to increase.
When visiting relatives, some people started advising them, "You You is so talented, why don't you quit your jobs and focus on becoming internet celebrities, or do self-media and take on commercial orders? Wouldn't this earn more than your fixed salaries?"
Chen Xuan politely declined this suggestion, "I just want to share You You's growth with everyone. If we treat him as a tool to make money, that would completely change the feeling..."
"Wife is right!"
Fang Guanghui and his wife were united in their decision, "As long as our child is happy, that's what's most important!"
Although he had shown the potential of a prodigy in the early stages, his parents did not entertain the idea of making money off him.
Parents without controlling desires, a laid-back attitude, was the best start for Fang You.
A life restrained by others could never be perfect.
He did not need his parents to smooth the path for him.
He flipped, he crawled, he pioneered!
Of course, he could make money on his own!
Making money could be difficult for those fragile university students who graduate only to become unemployed.
But for a baby like him, it was simple!
Fang You followed the method he had learned online, holding a basin in front of the elders, placing it down, and then bowing down to wish them a happy New Year.
"Happy New Year, Grandpa! I wish Grandpa happiness as vast as the Eastern Seas, longevity as lasting as the Southern Mountains!"
"Aiyoyo... You You is so eloquent!"
You are bowing, Red Packet +1!
Fang You stood up with the basin and approached his uncle:
"Wishing Uncle fortune from all directions and peace throughout the year!"
"Good You You! Uncle will give you a big one!"
You are bowing, Red Packet +1!
"Cousin Nuo Nuo really looks glamorous, like a big star!"
Cousin hugged Fang You tightly, kissing him over and over and refusing to let go while playfully saying to Chen Xuan, "Auntie, I'm going to fight you for custody! Name your price!"
Red Packet +1, Red Packet +1!
At just one and a half years old, Fang You could easily charm the adults into happiness, getting his hands on red packets until they nearly felt soft.
Humph...
Thus, humans are indeed very simple creatures!
After the Fang family finished paying New Year's visits, Fang You's pockets were stuffed with red packets.
This caught Fang Guanghui's attention:
"Look You You! Isn't the money in Daddy's hand prettier than yours?"
Dad boasted, waving two 10-yuan bills in his hand, "Daddy will trade with you, do you want to? Two for one!"
Fang You showed a look of disdain on his face, then he traded his red bills for the two 10-yuan notes.
Fang Guanghui, after getting the money, immediately shared his excitement with his wife.
"Hahaha, hahaha, look at me, wife! I swindled You You out of 100 yuan!"
"Look at you, showing off..."
The New Year's money was, after all, a form of social reciprocity.
He was too young to hold onto that much money, which was sure to be kept by his parents.
Fang You put the change in his pocket, clamoring to save his own money.
His parents found it impressive that Fang You had a sense of financial management at such a young age, so they bought him a piggy bank, guiding him to put his money into it.
Income that you can control is the only income that truly brings peace of mind.
Although I'm now born in a parallel world and can't benefit from lottery winnings, stocks, real estate, Bitcoin, or Reincarnator's perks.
But who knows when I might start mining my first pot of gold? Maybe I'll need it one day.
In short, it's always good to be prepared!
One day after the New Year, Xia Nuo's family also came to visit.
"Nuo Nuo came to my house for a New Year visit! Yi ya, you look so adorable today!"
Today, Xia Nuo was dressed in an outfit featuring the Chinese character for "wealth," complete with festive cloud patterns, and a bright red headpiece resembling a top scholar's embroidery ball cap, giving off the delightful vibes of a little God of Wealth.
Holding her mother's hand, she bounced around and, upon seeing Fang You, immediately let go and marched over, cupping her hands in a salute:
"You You, happy New Year duckie!"
"Hmm, happy New Year..."
No sooner had Fang You's words left his mouth than Xia Nuo brought over a small iron basin he had used to collect New Year's gifts from outside, bowed her head deeply to him.
"Wishing You You eternal life, never to die!"
"Hey, stop bowing to me! I'm not your elder!"
Fang You quickly pulled Xia Nuo up, and she smiled while reaching out her hand for money.
Fang You gave her a one yuan coin, and she went around boasting to the adults with it.
"Look, it's the New Year's money given by You You!"
"You kid... you're so happy with what You You gave you?"
"Hee hee!"
Xia Nuo was already able to walk on her own.
However, she was better at running than walking.
Xia Nuo waddled unsteadily like a penguin, the embroidered balls on her hat swinging dramatically.
The one-and-a-half-year-old little Xia Nuo looked just like a delicate and adorable porcelain doll, her facial features naturally charming.
Her chubby cheeks were no longer as puffy as before, as her oval face took shape and she no longer drooled when speaking.
Her dense, black hair particularly drew everyone's attention.
Fang Guanghui couldn't resist teasing, "Nuo Nuo, why is your hair so curly, did you get it permed?"
Xia Nuo's smiling face suddenly froze.
She touched her hair and then seriously responded:
"It's not permed, it's cooled!"
"Cooled? Pffhaha... how adorable!"
"Don't ask kids such complex questions! How would she know what perming hair means."
While the adults chatted away, Xia Nuo looked around curiously.
She spotted an electric toy car and quickly dashed over, pointing at it and asking Fang You:
"You You, what is this!"
"It's a car."
This electric sports car was something Fang You had won in a crawling race last year, but since he was too young at the time, his mom never let him drive it.
Recently, with the New Year, Dad suddenly remembered the car and took it out to play.
"I want to drive the car-car!"
Little Xia Nuo clenched her fists in front of her chest and wiggled her body as she began to 'move and groove.'
This child... is she imitating how adults drive?
Her imitation skills are quite strong.
"How do I play, You You!"
"Just step on the pedal, look here..."
Fang You guided Xia Nuo on how to drive the electric car.
The car was of a certain height, and Xia Nuo, holding onto the handle, couldn't climb up despite all her might, her voice sounding anxious as she sent out a distress signal to Fang You:
"I can't get up, I can't get up duck!"
"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll help you!"
Fang You lifted Xia Nuo up by her bottom and put her onto the car.
Under Fang You's direction, Xia Nuo placed her hands on the steering wheel and then pressed the pedal, causing the electric car to jerk forward.
She immediately got scared and quickly let go of the pedal, her mouth forming a surprised 'O', and her big eyes looking towards Fang You.
"It's so fun duck!"
"Hmm..."
Although Fang You didn't quite get what was so fun about it, seeing Xia Nuo's happy face and her eager desire to share brightened his spirits as well.
This child was truly like a little ball of joy.
Just then, Xia Anyang saw Xia Nuo playing with the electric car and approached with concern:
"Nuo Nuo, don't drive by yourself, it's too dangerous!"
Smack!
Xia Nuo had no idea how to use the steering wheel and crashed head-on into Xia Anyang's knee.
Uh...
The old father was severely injured by his daughter.
"Sorry, Daddy, does it hurt?"
Xia Nuo was genuinely concerned about whether Xia Anyang was hurt, showing a guilty expression.
"No, not at all, it doesn't hurt one bit!"
Xia Anyang bravely endured the pain, offering a strong smile.
Relieved, Xia Nuo then made a heart shape with her hands for her dad:
"Ahaha, it's like I just kicked cotton!"
"Pffhaha, Nuo Nuo is so funny!"
Fang Guanghui, clapping his hands in amusement while watching the neighbor's Dad, laughed and said:
"It's too crowded to drive in the living room, after lunch at my house, I'll take you all to play in the residential area!"