New ink fragrance in old times

Chapter 163: Saying "good" several times

Lin Xuebo was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly, "Dad, big brother, I was too impatient. This is not the first job I've taken on since returning. I'm just happy. I understand all the rules, so don't worry."

Lin Wenhong nodded: "As long as you know what's going on, that's fine."

Lin Xuebao understood the teachings in Lin Wenhong's words. He took a deep breath and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Dad, big brother, I understand. I will stay calm and perfect my craft first, then consider other things. I will definitely cherish this opportunity."

Zhao Yue'e stood aside, with a gentle smile on her face and a proud gleam in her eyes.

She walked lightly to Lin Xuebo and patted his shoulder gently, her voice full of relief and encouragement:

"This is great news, Third Brother. Old Chen asked you to be the porter today because he trusts your skills. In a few days, more people will come looking for you. Don't be so busy that you won't even recognize me. My son has made it big, and I'm really happy from the bottom of my heart."

Lin Xuebo felt a little embarrassed by Zhao Yue'e's words. He smiled innocently, his cheeks slightly flushed.

"Mom, please stop teasing me. I still need to practice more on my craft, but you're right. I will work harder and not let you and Dad down."

After saying that, Lin Xuebao continued to do his unfinished work.

Zhao Yue'e smiled and nodded: "Third brother, mother knows you have the intention, but you have to work slowly and don't exhaust yourself."

Lin Xuebo nodded: "I understand, mother."

Lin Xueqian looked at Lin Xuebo, who was sorting his tools, and said, "Third brother, have you decided what kind of wood to use for Uncle Chen's carrying pole?"

The planer in Lin Xuebao's hand gently slid across a piece of unformed wood, making a pleasant rustling sound.

"Brother, don't worry. When Uncle Chen came just now, he happened to have a piece of cypress wood in his hand and told me to use it. Uncle Chen prepared the wood himself, so I just need to start making it."

Lin Xueqin nodded, then rolled up his sleeves, walked to Lin Xuebao, and prepared to help.

"I have nothing to do, so I'll come and help you. It will be faster if we work together."

As he spoke, he picked up the saw beside him and began to help Lin Xuebao cut the wood. Seeing this, Lin Xuejin also stood up from the fire and walked over to help.

Lin Mo, Lin Sizhe, Tang Qing and others also gathered around curiously, eager to try and participate.

Lin Sizhe excitedly suggested: "I want to help too!"

Lin Xuebo looked up at this group of energetic children, a gentle smile on his face, and a serious tone in his voice:

"Okay, but first, tell me, have you finished memorizing all your lessons for today?"

Tang Qing scratched his head a little embarrassedly and shook his head.

Seeing this, Lin Xuebo said earnestly:

"How about this? Today you'll all recite the Thousand Character Classic we taught you earlier, and then we'll let the most knowledgeable person in our family test you. How about that?"

Lin Xueqian, listening from the side, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in surprise: "You all can recite the Thousand Character Classic? That's incredible."

When Lin Sizhe heard this, his eyes were filled with pride. He nodded quickly and said to Lin Xueqian eagerly:

"Dad, I can recite a lot. Not only the Thousand Character Classic, but I can also recite the Three Character Classic and the Hundred Family Names. There are so many more! I'll recite them to you, listen carefully—'The sky and the earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast and boundless, the sun and the moon wax and wane, the stars and constellations are lined up...'"

Lin Sizhe's voice was clear and loud, and every word was accurate.

Lin Xueqian listened to his son's fluent recitation, nodding his head in praise from time to time. "You've recited well, Silang. Remember, don't be arrogant. Keep working hard."

Xing'er and Hua'er, who were standing by, saw Lin Sizhe being praised. They looked at each other with envy in their eyes.

Lin Mo noticed the expressions of Xing'er and Hua'er. He pulled Lin Xueqian's sleeve and said excitedly, "Uncle, Xing'er and Hua'er can recite too. They know a lot more."

Lin Xueqian then noticed Xing'er and Hua'er, who were working beside him with their heads down. He looked up in surprise at his two usually quiet and reserved daughters.

Shen Xin, who was embroidering on the side, also noticed Lin Xueqian's gaze. She raised her head and looked at Lin Xueqian with a smile:

"Don't believe me, Xing'er and Hua'er are very smart. Not only are they good at housework, they're also great at memorizing."

After saying that, Shen Xin turned to Xing'er and Hua'er and encouraged them, "It's just right that your father is back. You can recite it to him now so that he can open his eyes and see how outstanding our daughters are."

Xing'er and Hua'er showed shy but determined smiles on their faces. They put down the work in their hands, looked at each other, and then recited in unison. Although their voices were not as loud as Lin Sizhe's, they made Lin Xueqin's eyes fill with tears.

Lin Xueqin turned his gaze from his own children to the other younger generations of the Lin family, saying the word "good" several times in a row.

Lin Mo felt that there was too much in Lin Xueqin's eyes, he couldn't understand it, he only knew that he would never forget that look.

Lin Mo was staring with wide eyes at the masterpiece in Lin Xuebao's hands in amazement.

He walked around the cabinets and boxes in disbelief, carefully examining every detail. They were simple yet exquisite, without using a single nail, yet they stood firm, revealing the wisdom of a craftsman. They were even cleverly treated to be moisture-proof and insect-proof, and had a layer of color as warm as jade. Lin Mo really wanted to shout "Wow!" to express his admiration.

A strong urge surged in Lin Mo's heart. He walked closer to the cabinet and gently stroked the smooth surface. At this moment, Lin Mo was deeply impressed by the wisdom of the ancients. The desire to learn carpentry skills in his heart was like a ignited flame, burning fiercely.

Lin Mo's voice was filled with admiration and curiosity. He stared at Lin Xuebo closely and said, "Uncle, you are so amazing."

Lin Xuebo smiled, his face full of confidence and composure: "What's so difficult about this? It's just a skill that comes with practice."

Lin Mo's eyes sparkled with curiosity, and he asked, "Uncle, how did you do that?"

Lin Xuebo clapped his hands lightly, put the wooden stick aside, and briefly explained the basic principles and techniques of carpentry to Lin Mo:

"Actually, carpentry is like reading and writing. It requires patience, care, and concentration. As long as you master the basic techniques and practice more, you can do it."

Lin Mo was fascinated by what he heard. He seemed to see a whole new world opening its doors to him.

The desire to learn carpentry skills in his heart grew stronger and stronger, and his eyes became more eager: "Uncle, I want to learn too! Can you teach me?"

Lin Xuebo looked at his nephew's eyes full of longing, and his heart softened. But then he thought of Lin Mo's age and future, and frowned.

"Sanlang, learning carpentry is not something you can do overnight. You're still young and can't do many things, and you're prone to getting hurt. Besides, you're going to go to school and take the imperial examinations in the future, so you can't be distracted by these trivial matters."

When Lin Mo heard this, he became anxious and almost jumped up: "Uncle, just let me try! I promise, I..."

"No."

Lin Xuebao ignored Lin Mo's request, ruthlessly rejected Lin Mo, and continued to do his own work.

When Lin Xuebao started making doors and windows for the newly built house, Lin Mo was even more deeply shocked.

He stood aside, staring at Lin Xuebao's every move without blinking, as if he wanted to imprint this exquisite craftsmanship in his heart.

The axe, saw, and plane in Lin Xuebo's hands seemed to come alive under his control, nimbly leaping between the wood, each swing with unparalleled precision. Exquisite, sleek doors and windows gradually took shape under Lin Mo's amazed gaze.

At that moment, Lin Mo's heart was deeply touched, and he felt an unprecedented shock. He could hardly suppress his inner impulse and knelt on the spot to express his desire to become Lin Xuebo's disciple.

But he still took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, walked up to Lin Xuebo, and said in a sincere and firm voice:

"Uncle, I really want to learn. Please teach me. I promise I will never neglect my studies in the future. Please teach me, okay?"

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