"I still have my games."
"...Can’t be bothered to criticize you, thank God you met Juhyun. Otherwise, I’d really doubt if you’d spend your life with games."
"Honestly... it’s possible."
The old man’s scolding made Liu Xin’an cheerfully "roll" into the workshop.
Start working, start working!
Two days of practice had led Liu Xin’an to master many techniques with stone clay.
In one afternoon, a "little rabbit" that he found fairly satisfactory gradually took shape in his hands.
Ah, of course, it was uncolored, unpolished, just the shape of a rabbit—it was still far from being finished.
But even so, he felt quite accomplished.
Carefully, he placed the "little rabbit" on the tray and then carried it out.
"Dad, can you tell what this is?"
Liu Zhengjiang, who was watching TV, subconsciously glanced at Liu Xin’an, and then stared at the tray in his hands and that... somewhat odd lump on it, zoning out.
"What is this? Playdough?"
"Similar. Can you tell what I made?"
"..." Liu Zhengjiang became serious, knowing he needed to answer correctly to boost Liu Xin’an’s confidence, especially since he knew his son enjoyed others’ praise as father and son.
This meant he had to guess it right!
Liu Xin’an wasn’t giving any hints, and he was really clueless.
"...Is it an animal?"
"A little bit, there’s still a gap, but it’s already very good. What made you think of doing crafts all of a sudden?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ noveⅼfire.net
Liu Zhengjiang started to beat around the bush. Now that he had guessed the general idea, he just needed to steer the conversation slightly and Liu Xin’an would convince himself that he had given the correct answer.
That was exactly the case. Liu Xin’an didn’t think much of it and earnestly answered his father’s question.
"Almost 100 days since I started dating Juhyun, wanted to make something for her as a gift."
"Hmm, a little romance is necessary, you’re doing the right thing."
"Then I’ll get back to it. Sit tight, call me if you need anything."
Busy times always fly by quickly.
At five in the afternoon, Liu Xin’an finally parked his car below his uncle’s apartment building.
Old habits die hard, so visiting manners were important, making Liu Xin’an quickly run to the trunk to grab things after getting out of the car.
It wasn’t much, nor was it expensive, more about conveying his sentiments.
Liu Zhengjiang also carried a bag of eggs, turning to look at Liu Xin’an, who was holding milk.
They entered the elevator and pressed the corresponding floor button, the elevator slowly ascended.
Watching the changing numbers, Liu Zhengjiang tidied up his clothes briefly, and then looked at his reflection on the elevator wall to check his appearance.
"Feeling nervous, Dad?"
Liu Zhengjiang coughed but didn’t deny it.
This was something where his social experience didn’t help much.
He was going as "Park Jinsuk’s husband," not as anyone else.
So those unnecessary formalities weren’t helpful at this time.
He couldn’t possibly greet Park Jinyoung by handing over a business card as the first thing, could he?
"Should I introduce you?"
"Go ahead, what are you talking about."
Liu Zhengjiang’s expression softened, probably amused by his son’s teasing.
As they chatted idly, the elevator reached the uncle’s floor.
A "ding" sound as the door slowly opened.
Liu Xin’an followed Liu Zhengjiang, then pressed the doorbell gently.
Footsteps sounded, and the door slowly opened, revealing his uncle’s square-jawed face in front of him and his dad.
His uncle first smiled at Liu Xin’an, then turned his gaze to the mature and scholarly man beside him, who was hard to ignore even just standing there.
Then, he smiled again, his small eyes narrowing to slits.
The brother-in-law and the uncle, who were not much different in age but were meeting for the first time, finally met after 30 years of Park Jinsuk’s marriage.
Liu Zhengjiang nodded and smilingly extended his hand, shaking hands with the other, "Hello there, Jinyoung."
"Come in first, I knew you two would linger at the door, Liu Zhengjiang! He’s my brother, don’t bring your bureaucratic ways here!"
Park Jinsuk suddenly emerged, interrupting her husband and brother. She glanced at Liu Xin’an, motioned him to come in, and scolded the two men she loved most in her life.
Liu Xin’an entered with a laugh, and immediately picked up the excitedly running Young’eun, while Youyun, as always, was shy and now hiding behind her aunt, carefully watching him.
Although they had fun playing a few days ago, well... the "fun" in her heart had an expiration date.
Clearly, the current Liu Xin’an had become somewhat of a stranger to her not so familiar anymore.
Liu Xin’an needed to win her over again.
After his entry, the dad, the uncle, and the mom also entered.
Liu Xin’an, knowing his dad well, could still see his nervousness, something he believed his mom noticed too.
He hurriedly took a seat on the couch, keenly observing everything in front of him.
Honestly, he felt he did much better when he initially visited Bae Juhyun’s home compared to his father.
"So, brother-in-law, thanks for taking care of her back then despite not minding her background."