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Chapter 516 Making Stools

After a difficult and bumpy journey to leave the tenement building, Xiaoyu felt that this trip had been really tough, and hurried home.

Fu Shuyan had been sulking with He Yuxiang at home for a while.

Because He Yuxiang had pushed him to Dwarf Tiger multiple times during the week, he was forced to make many new friends by following Dwarf Tiger, and those new friends all said they wanted to recognize him as their 'big brother'.

Fu Shuyan initially agreed with some reluctance.

But when he came to He Yuxiang's house today, he realized that He Yuxiang was the one who did all of this.

so bad.

That person is absolutely wicked.

Fu Shuyan was very angry!

He originally came to Guangdong Province to have fun with Xiaoyu, but ended up spending all his time playing with other people.

He didn't become better friends with Xiaoyu, nor did he become her brother, and he'll be going home soon!

Fu Shuyan was so frustrated he was about to explode.

He Yuxiang was tapping bamboo in the front yard; he's been learning how to make stools lately.

Bamboo stools are not difficult to make.

It's just cumbersome.

He Yuxiang called to Fu Shuyan, "Come help saw the bamboo."

Fu Shuyan came up to help, puffing out her cheeks: "I'm going to tell Xiaoyu later, you're such a bad person."

"Strike harder."

He Yuxiang reminded him.

The family is growing larger.

Besides the chairs in the main hall, there was a swing and four benches in the corridor; there was nowhere else to sit.

He Yuxiang wanted to make two more stools so that guests would have a place to sit when they came.

"Let's cut four one-foot-long pieces to use as stool legs, and try it out to see if we can make a stool."

He learned the craft of making stools by watching his grandfather and an older uncle make them. He memorized the steps, but it was up to him to see how well he could do it in practice.

Fu Shuyan cooperated with him, holding the saw and sawing bamboo. It felt quite magical that he was actually going to make stools with He Yuxiang.

He Yuxiang: "Don't saw it crooked."

Fu Shuyan remained silent, mimicking his pushing and pulling.

Bamboo shavings fell in a flurry.

First, the stool legs were sawed off, then two thick bamboo boards were cut, and then four bamboo strips were cut.

The thick bamboo board is the seat, and the bamboo strips are used for fixing.

After sawing, He Yuxiang began to polish it.

Fu Shuyan also followed suit and learned.

He Yuxiang saw that he was quick and efficient. Although he thought the man was simple-minded, he was still capable of doing the work.

After polishing, He Yuxiang took the stool legs to the stove to bake them to prevent them from cracking due to excessive moisture.

Fu Shuyan followed He Yuxiang and asked, "Do you make everything in your house yourself?"

“Some are, some aren’t.” He Yuxiang likes to make all kinds of items for his home. He suspects it might be because he’s been with his maternal grandfather for too long. His grandfather likes woodworking, and his uncle also likes handicrafts, which has made him like handicrafts too.

He Yuxiang stuffed the iron nails into the stove and heated them until they were red-hot, then said to Fu Shuyan, "It's always good to have more skills, and doing these things is very economical."

"you are great."

Fu Shuyan said admiringly.

He Yuxiang was the most mature-looking person he had ever met among his peers.

After heating the nail until it was red-hot, He Yuxiang used pliers to pull it out, and with a sizzle, it burned through the bamboo board on the stool surface.

Fu Shuyan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

Seeing his overreaction, He Yuxiang thought that kids from big cities can be quite innocent.

While the two were busy, Xiaoyu returned with Yang Yihe and Mao Mao.

He Yuxiang immediately assigned Xiaoyu physical labor.

Yang Yihe and Mao Mao also joined in.

The stool was made of five parts: sawing bamboo sections, sanding, drilling holes, assembling, and reinforcing. The five children quickly took on their respective tasks and, under He Yuxiang's direction, began making the stool. In addition to reinforcing it, He Yuxiang also took on the tasks related to fire to prevent them from accidentally getting burned.

The children worked hard, and at the end of the day, each of them received a small stool.

When Fu Anhua came to find his son to go home, he saw his son carrying his own stool, his cheeks flushed, and asked, "Why did you take someone else's stool?"

"This was made by the five of us together, one stool for each of us," Fu Shuyan proudly explained to her father.

Fu Anhua asked in surprise, "Who taught you that?"

"He Yuxiang".

"really not bad."

Fu Anhua rubbed his son's head.

When Mao Mao came home and showed the stool to his parents, they were both shocked by their son's ability.

Mao Jianguo immediately began to reminisce about the past: "Back when I was in my hometown, I started sawing bamboo and wood very early on. Life was very hard back then. Every piece of furniture and every kind of food in the house was made by ourselves. Mao Mao, you can make stools now, which means you have the style of your father back then."

Talia cupped her son's face and said, "That's amazing, you're so incredible."

The couple cherished this stool.

Looking at the stool, Mao Jianguo was reminded of his childhood. Back then, there were no such good days. His son was lucky to have lived in such a good era. But seeing that his son knew the skills of a rural person, Mao Jianguo was very proud.

He was proud to be a city dweller, but the countryside was always his root.

His son doesn't forget his roots.

Is a good thing.

For the first time in his life, Mao Mao felt how much his parents valued his things. The next day at school, he shared with He Yuxiang, "My parents love my chair so much."

Fu Shuyan: "My dad is too."

His father was holding the stool and touching it all over, like it was some kind of precious treasure.

He Yuxiang: "It's fine."

She doesn't seem like his aunt.

Found nothing.

It was only after Xiaoyu reminded her that she exclaimed "Wow!"

He's always making things.

His aunt wasn't even surprised.

Fu Shuyan then said, "I'm going back to the capital. My dad said I can treat my best friends to dinner. Do you want to come?"

The short-legged tiger's ears are usually like they're deaf, but as soon as it hears about food, it leaps over faster than anyone else and immediately asks Fu Shuyan, "Are we good friends?"

Fu Shuyan: "...Yes."

Shorty Tiger patted Fu Shuyan's shoulder hard: "You're such a good older brother!"

Fu Shuyan blushed, "But if I bring all your friends, there will be too many people."

Dwarf Tiger waved his hand, "No need, inviting me is enough."

Mao Mao: "And Xiao Yu and I are there too!"

Fu Shuyan asked He Yuxiang, "Are you coming?"

He Yuxiang: "Come on."

Fu Shuyan then asked Yang Yihe, "Are you coming?"

Yang Yihe: "Okay."

Fu Shuyan invited five classmates to dinner, and these five people will all be his good friends from now on.

Fu Shuyan hosted the dinner on Tuesday evening, and afterwards he had to take the train back to the capital.

Fu Shuyan reluctantly said goodbye to her friends: "I'm going home now, you guys go home too."

The five children watched him get into the car and waved to him quietly.

Fu Shuyan turned his head away and cried.

He likes it.

Like it very much.

Fu Anhua said, "I'll bring you here to play again when I have the chance."

A week of friendship, who knows how long these kids can hold on? Fu Anhua only hopes that these kids will still remember his son in the future.