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When Qing Shusheng decided to pass on his skills to Liu Jiawei, the villagers began bringing their long-stored wood and bamboo to Qing Shusheng's home. They also sent over some old belongings that needed repairs, allowing him to help with crafting and fixing during his free time.
The skills that Qing Shusheng taught Liu Jiawei were significantly improved from what he had learned from his own master. He not only taught Liu Jiawei how to create but also emphasized the importance of creativity. When he returned from Shenzhen, he had this plan in mind, so he specifically bought many books on woodworking and bamboo crafting while in Shenzhen. These included text-only books, illustrated ones, and those with detailed explanations alongside images. He required Liu Jiawei to not only learn hands-on crafting from him every day but also to read these books. Each crafted item was to incorporate some innovation or improvement based on the book's guidance, making the creations even more beloved by the villagers.
Thus, in addition to learning from Qing Shusheng, Liu Jiawei had to spend time studying as per Qing Shusheng's requirements every day.
"You should be more studious than your father; you should surpass him. Your father is more dedicated in teaching you, and if you don't learn well and can't surpass him, that's your fault. If you struggle later in life, no one will be able to help you," Qing Shusheng said plainly, without any profound theories, but his words were sincere.
Liu Jiawei nodded while helping with a love letter and replied, "Don't worry, Father, I will work hard."
Perhaps due to the hardships he faced in Shenzhen, Liu Jiawei became cautious and careful after returning home. He spoke with much less arrogance than before and was much more composed.
People often need to experience some pain before they understand the hardships of life!
Qing Shusheng had already handed over his work to Liu Jiawei. "Come here and give it a try."
"Father, why hasn’t there been any decrease in the firewood in the backyard?" Qinglan walked into the main room, standing between Qing Shusheng and Liu Jiawei with her hands behind her back, a playful smile on her face and a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"Oh," Qing Shusheng looked up and glanced at the kitchen, deliberately speaking loudly, "I was busy earlier and didn’t go; I’ll take it over with Liu Jiawei right away."
He intended for Liu Xiuzhen to hear this. In the past, he had always been somewhat secretive about such matters due to superstitions. Now his heart was more open; he directly discussed things with Liu Xiuzhen, especially regarding Bai Cuifen's family matters. Although Liu Xiuzhen still did not take charge as before and continued to follow his lead, she had changed significantly.
Liu Xiuzhen was no longer as jealous as she used to be whenever it came to matters related to Bai Cuifen's family. She had become much more generous and magnanimous.
When a man leaves but ultimately returns to her side, it proves that he has made a choice—a choice of loyalty and commitment. This choice brings peace of mind to a woman. A woman who has found stability in love and family is unafraid of gossip or rumors. Not only does she become more tolerant towards her loved ones, but she also extends that tolerance towards those whom her loved ones care for.
True loyalty is indeed a feeling that can foster a more forgiving heart!
"I won't go. You and Lanlan go." Before Qing Shusheng could finish his sentence, Liu Jiawei immediately rejected his arrangement.
In Liu Family Village, the person Liu Jiawei feared the most was An Shaomin, but she was also the one he liked the most. To be honest, when he ran away to Shenzhen in a fit of anger, in a sense, he wanted to find An Shaomin. Even if it wasn't to find her as a person, he wanted to seek her direction, her traces, to be closer to her, hoping that one day he could suddenly encounter her on some street—he, with his glorious appearance, rescuing her from her fallen state.
This was Liu Jiawei's secret and ideal that he had never shared with anyone.
Yes, it was his ideal.
Another reason was that after he had wronged An Shaomin, he thought she would submit to him. However, she unexpectedly went far away to Shenzhen, leaving him—who had always been thinking about her—feeling as if something supporting his fantasies had suddenly been pulled away from his life. His dreams collapsed, and he felt empty.
Thus, he needed to escape, to flee from places without An Shaomin.
But when he returned in disgrace, he understood the gap between him and An Shaomin. He realized that even though she had been wronged by him, there were still college students in the city who liked her and bosses willing to marry her. Good men valued a woman's heart and character.
So after returning to Liu Family Village, the person he feared seeing the most was An Shaomin!
Therefore, when Qing Shusheng arranged for him to deliver firewood to An Shaomin's house, he refused without hesitation; in front of her, he felt ashamed of himself.
This was the first time he felt such shame standing before someone.
"I'll go, Father. I'll accompany you," Qinglan said cheerfully.
Qing Shusheng walked towards the backyard behind the kitchen without saying a word. Qinglan followed closely behind.
When they arrived at Bai Cuifen's house, Bai Cuifen felt a bit flustered and panicked. She hurriedly stepped forward to catch the firewood that Qing Shusheng was carrying while calling out for An Shaojie and Shaw Min to come out and receive the firewood from Qinglan's hands.
Qinglan was holding a few pieces of firewood, which were hardly worth mentioning, yet Bai Cuifen accepted them as if receiving a great gift.
"We have more at home. Lanlan and I will bring some over," Bai Cuifen said. After taking the firewood from Qing Shusheng's back, Qing Shusheng turned to leave.
"Mm, mm, mm." Qinglan nodded her head vigorously.
"No need, no need, Shusheng Brother, this is enough," Bai Cuifen insisted politely, but Qing Shusheng had already turned and walked out.
Bai Cuifen knew that Qing Shusheng would bring more firewood, so she hurriedly called An Shaojie to follow Qing Shusheng to help. An Shaojie stepped out of the room but only stood at the doorway, watching Qing Shusheng's distant figure without moving.
An Shaomin quickly grabbed Qinglan's hand. "Come on, I'll go with you," An Shaomin said.
Qinglan almost skipped along as she followed An Shaomin back to her home.
Seeing Qinglan linking arms with An Shaomin and walking towards her house from afar, Liu Jiawei hurriedly put down what he was doing and dashed into his room, shutting the door behind him.
He couldn't bear to face her.
An Shaomin confidently walked into Qinglan's house, first greeting Liu Xiuzhen in the kitchen before heading to Grandma's room. She sat by Grandma's bed and took out the items she had brought back from Shenzhen, placing them in Grandma's hands.
Grandma repeatedly thanked her, marveling at her growth. "You've grown up so much, my dear." An Shaomin smiled at Grandma. "Grandma, I'm sorry I haven't come to see you in a long time." Grandma held Shaw Min's hand, smiling through tears.
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