Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

"Old Jiang, please find some wine tickets these two days. All the wine at home was drunk by Dehua at his wedding." An Jie said to Jiang Defu.

"Don't worry about buying wine. Here I have the wine that Wei Min made for me. I was reluctant to give it to Lao Ding and me even when they asked for it. I only gave them the recipe. He didn't dare to drink it before, but now he always wants to come to me for a drink." Jiang Defu said proudly.

An Jie was speechless: "They are newlyweds, why are you so stingy? He is your brother-in-law now."

"How am I stingy? I didn't let him drink that time because he is my brother-in-law. Most people wouldn't be allowed to drink if they wanted to." Jiang Defu retorted.

"Be careful, Dehua will move them away and give them to Lao Ding."

Jiang Defu glared at him, "How dare she!"

"Let's get down to business. Editor Liu from Qingdao Publishing House will be here soon. I'm going to buy two bottles of good wine to entertain him."

"Editor Liu is coming! We really need to entertain him. By the way, why is Editor Liu coming here?"

"Come over to visit and pick up the finished drawings for Weimin."

"Good boy, you actually asked the editor to come and visit in person. You really make me proud. If Anjie wants to buy something, buy good wine, Maotai."

"Okay, I'll go buy it once you find the wine ticket."

Just two days after An Jie told Editor Liu that Jiang Weimin's drawings were complete, Liu Shuo rushed to Songshan Island with bags in hand.

An Jie received a call from Liu Shuo that he was coming, so he arranged the time and went to the dock early with Ding Jiqun and Jiang Weimin to greet him.

When Liu Shuo got off the boat, he saw Ding Jiqun coming to pick him up and couldn't wait to shake hands with him, saying enthusiastically: "Brother Ding, long time no see!"

Ding Jiqun smiled and responded, "Yes, long time no see. You've worked hard along the way! Come, let me introduce you, this is Comrade An Jie, and this is the author of Police Dog Attack, his pen name is Da Jiang Dong Qu, and his real name is Jiang Weimin."

Liu Shuo immediately stepped forward, shook hands with An Jie, and said gratefully: "Comrade An Jie, thank you very much for training such an outstanding painter."

An Jie replied modestly: "Editor Liu, you are too kind."

Then, Liu Shuo turned to Jiang Weimin, shook hands with him warmly, and praised him: "My dear Jiang, your work is so wonderful! The gripping plot, intricate clues and unexpected ending make people sigh for the heroic young man!"

Jiang Weimin smiled a little embarrassedly and said modestly: "Uncle Liu, you are too kind. I still have a lot to improve on."

At this time, Ding Jiqun quickly interrupted and said, "Okay, let's go home first. The wind is too strong at the dock."

Anjie nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, let's go home first."

So, Jiang Weimin took the luggage from Liu Shuo, and the group walked towards Jiang Weimin's house together.

Liu Shuo followed the three people to their home. As soon as he entered the yard, he was attracted by the layout of the yard and exclaimed, "It is a perfect combination of life and poetry! It has both the simplicity and hope of a good harvest brought by farming, and the romance and gorgeous colors created by growing flowers. It is so happy to live in such an environment!

An Jie smiled happily upon hearing this: "Editor Liu, you are so eloquent. I am flattered that my small courtyard can receive such praise from you!"

"Comrade An Jie, you really understand life." Liu Shuo replied with a smile.

"Editor Liu, please come in." An Jie invited enthusiastically.

After Liu Shuo came into the house, Jiang Weimin quickly brought him a glass of water: "Uncle Liu, you must have worked hard all the way here. Have a drink of water and take a rest. I'll go get the draft and you can help me review it later."

"Yes, yes, Editor Liu, you should take a rest first and chat with Brother Ding. Our Mr. Jiang is still at work. Wait for him to come back and have him have a couple of drinks with you." An Jie greeted quickly.

At this time, Dehua came out of the kitchen after hearing the noise. Seeing Anjie, he asked, "Is Editor Liu here?"

Ding Jiqun hurried over to introduce: "This is Editor Liu from Qingdao Publishing House, and this is my wife."

"Hello, Mrs. Ding." Liu Shuo greeted politely.

It was the first time Jiang Dehua heard someone address him like that, and he was delighted: "Hello Editor Liu, thank you so much for helping Wei Min publish his comic book."

"Mrs. Ding, this is what I should do!"

"Editor Liu is still too polite. You take a rest first. I'll go cook and it will be ready soon."

"Mrs. Ding, you go ahead and do your work."

At this time, Jiang Weimin came out of his room and carefully handed the draft of "Police Dog Attack - Vault Mystery" to Liu Shuo, saying, "Uncle Liu, please help review it first. If there are any problems, I can modify it now."

Liu Shuo took the draft, nodded seriously, and then slowly flipped through it. Time passed by, and after more than an hour, he finally put the draft down with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Xiao Jiang, your work is really great!" Liu Shuo praised excitedly, "The plot design is so wonderful, and it perfectly continues the style of the previous work. Especially the suspenseful plot, the light and dark lines are designed ingeniously, and each advancement is like seeing the sun through the clouds, but just when it is about to become clear, it falls into the fog again, which keeps the readers' thinking tightly pulled."

Jiang Weimin couldn't help but feel a little surprised and happy to hear Liu Shuo's high evaluation. He smiled and said, "Uncle Liu, you are really amazing. You can find these details in my painting after just one look."

Liu Shuo smiled and replied, "Haha, I have been an editor for twenty years. These are the basic skills I have acquired from reviewing manuscripts over the years."

Ding Jiqun, who was standing by, also chimed in: "Old Liu has a pair of sharp eyes. He can not only review manuscripts, but also identify outstanding talents."

Liu Shuo waved his hand modestly and said, "Brother Ding, thank you for the compliment."

In the evening, Jiang Defu came home from get off work. As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Liu Shuo and Lao Ding chatting animatedly.

He hurried over, shook Liu Shuo's hand tightly, and said with an apologetic look on his face: "Oh, I'm sorry for not entertaining you well. I'm sorry for not entertaining you well! I'm really too busy with work on the island. I'm really sorry."

Liu Shuo quickly stood up and responded: "Commander Jiang, you are so polite! It is my honor!"

Jiang Defu enthusiastically pulled Liu Shuo into the living room and said with a smile, "Come on, come on, everyone, take a seat! Knowing that Editor Liu was coming, I specially prepared two bottles of good wine. Let's have a few drinks together tonight!"

Liu Shuo's eyes flashed with surprise, but he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile: "You are so polite. It is my honor to drink with you!"

During dinner, everyone sat around the table, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. With Liu Shuo's deliberate friendship and flattery, everyone had a good impression of him.

After dinner, Jiang Defu and An Jie returned to the bedroom and continued to discuss Liu Shuo.

Jiang Defu said with emotion: "Editor Liu is a really good person, polite, thoughtful and meticulous in his work."

Jiang Defu nodded and agreed: "Yes, Editor Liu is really a good person. He also praised our yard as a perfect combination of life and poetry. I envy him very much!"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm just praising you for growing good vegetables!"

Jiang Defu couldn't help laughing and said, "It seems that Editor Liu is quite discerning!"

"By the way, Editor Liu also brought me two cans of coffee, two bottles of Moutai, and a bunch of gifts. How did he know that I like to drink coffee?"

"It must have been Old Ding who told him."

"Coffee is not easy to buy. These two cans of coffee must have taken a lot of thought."

Jiang Defu fell into deep thought: "It seems that Qingdao Publishing House attaches great importance to serving the people!"

"Of course not. Didn't Editor Liu say that at the dinner table? The comic book I drew for Wei Min sold 200 million copies alone, making Qingdao Publishing House famous. They must thank Wei Min very much, and I, as his mother, am the first to benefit from it!"

Jiang Defu nodded and said with emotion: "This proves a truth. As long as a person is good enough, he can win the respect of others. My son really makes us proud!"

An Jie rolled his eyes at him and said angrily, "What? He's not my son anymore?"

Jiang Defu quickly smiled and put his arm around her shoulders, comforting her: "Of course he is our son!" The two smiled at each other.