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Liu Xiuzhen's silence made Qing Shusheng feel somewhat troubled. He was someone who responded better to gentleness than harshness; he was never afraid of her crying or throwing a tantrum, but he dreaded her silence. For the next few days, she did not raise her voice at all, which made the already disheartened Qing Shusheng suddenly realize that her robust figure seemed quite lonely and isolated.
Indeed, this is often how life is. Sometimes, those who are most confused and ignorant about the world evoke pity in others because their existence in this world truly seems tragic. They never attempt to understand others or their feelings, nor do they allow others to comprehend their actions and emotions.
Liu Xiuzhen was such a person—ignorant to the point of being pitiable.
But was she really pitiable? Would she not, at some point, hurt others?
It wasn't until the night before Liu Xiuzhen called Qinglan that Qing Shusheng brought up the matter again.
This time, Liu Xiuzhen did not cry or throw a fit, but her reaction was intense. She took the paper that Qing Shusheng handed her without even glancing at it and tore it to shreds. Even if she had unfolded it to read, she would not have understood the words "Divorce Agreement" written on it.
Although she could not comprehend the text on the paper, she seemed to grasp the humiliation it represented. With a fierce hatred, she tore it apart, shredding it into tiny pieces.
As she left the room, a sudden statement left Qing Shusheng stunned, causing him to stand there for a long time with tears streaming down his face.
"I know nothing happened between you and that vixen, which is why I won't divorce you," Liu Xiuzhen said.
He didn't know whether to feel grateful or touched. His wife, a woman who had never understood what love was, had always trusted him so deeply. This realization struck Qing Shusheng as both ironic and tragic.
However, what Qing Shusheng did not know was that Liu Xiuzhen's certainty about his lack of involvement with Bai Cuifen was precisely what had wounded her deeply.
In this world, no one fears murkiness; they only fear purity.
Yes, purity is a sharp sword that can protect oneself while pointing its blade at corruption. It is a righteous sword that keeps any filth at bay. Yet, it can also inflict pain.
Indeed, Liu Xiuzhen had been deeply hurt.
A woman who does not understand love can still be wounded by it.
After a night of confusion and sadness, Liu Xiuzhen cried out and called Qinglan the next day.
To outsiders, Liu Xiuzhen's loud cries without tears might seem suspiciously like a tantrum, but no one knew that her tears had all been swallowed down.
Moreover, a woman like Liu Xiuzhen would not typically feel pity for the world; what was hers and what she liked, she would boldly seize, take, and fight for in her own way.
Qinglan listened carefully as Grandma spoke softly.
Finally, Grandma said to Qinglan, "Lanlan, your father listens to you the most. You should try to persuade him. Actually, your mother really likes your father; she just doesn't know how to love a man."
Qinglan nodded. She did not expect such profound and philosophical words to come from the wrinkled face of elderly Grandma.
Grandma couldn’t read! But how did she understand? Did she understand love?
Qinglan stayed at home for several days but never followed Grandma's advice to persuade Qing Shusheng.
She simply kept quiet company with Qing Shusheng, sitting under the Old Locust Tree and chatting with him about her vibrant life at university, the passionate romances of young students, and the scenes of boys waiting for girls outside the dormitory building.
Clusters of white locust flowers fell from the branches of the Old Locust Tree, filling the air with a refreshing fragrance.
"Does our Lanlan have any boys pursuing her?" Grandma asked with a squinting smile from the side.
Qinglan laughed and replied playfully and confidently, "Yes, Grandma, there are many."
As she said this, Qinglan glanced at Qing Shusheng, who smiled gently and asked, "How is An Shaojie? His grades should be good; that kid is diligent."
"Yes, Brother Shaojie has excellent grades and is very hardworking. Although university isn't solely about good grades, his performance is indeed something to be proud of; he almost always ranks first in our major," Qinglan tilted her head, looking at Qing Shusheng with pride in her eyes as if it were her who always ranked first.
"Well, that's good. You should learn from Brother Shaojie and his diligence," Qing Shusheng said with a loving smile at Qinglan.
"Yes, I will," Qinglan nodded obediently and confidently said, "Actually, Father, I'm pretty great too, not any worse than Brother Shaojie."
Qing Shusheng looked at Qinglan.
"Don't believe me?" Qinglan playfully blinked and tilted her head.
"I believe!" Qing Shusheng replied emphatically.
After a while, Qing Shusheng gently sighed and slowly said, "In fact, at any time and in any place, whether rich or poor, what people truly appreciate are good girls who are upright, ambitious, and hardworking. Some say that Shenzhen is a place of indulgence where wealthy people and bosses prefer unprincipled women, but that's definitely not the case. As a man myself, I know that no man likes a woman with questionable morals; good women are always genuinely liked by men."
Qinglan looked at her father, who already had one or two strands of white hair. The breeze tousled his somewhat messy hair, making him appear somewhat weathered yet serene even while sitting in the sunlight.
"Yes, Father, like Sister Shaomin," Qinglan's voice was soft but clear.
"Yes, a girl like Shaw Min, no matter what she has gone through or where she goes, I believe there will always be good boys who sincerely like her."
"Yes, Father. I have a good friend's brother who is a high school classmate of Sister Shaomin and really likes her. I've heard that there is also a boy from Chongqing at Sister Shaomin's factory who is a university graduate and her superior; he likes her very much," Qinglan said.
"That's right," Qing Shusheng nodded. "She plans to take Lady Bai Cuifen to Shenzhen to live with her." There was a hint of nostalgia in Qing Shusheng's eyes. "Oh, Father," Qinglan suddenly remembered and asked playfully, "Why do you suddenly want to go to Shenzhen? Are you thinking of traveling?"
Qinglan teased her father intentionally. Qing Shusheng chuckled at her playful words and said, "Yes, ever since I came to Liu Family Village, I've been stuck in this deep mountain for most of my life. I used to travel all over the place, but I haven't left the mountain for a long time. Now that I'm older, I really want to see the outside world."
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