Chapter 31 Blessing

"My dear daughter, my dear daughter, why are you so thin and darker..."

The two old men were filled with emotion, and their expressions were full of love and heartache when they looked at Liu Yu in their arms.

After hugging for a long time, the three of them separated. Liu Yu wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled: "Mom and Dad, let me introduce you, this is Zhou Cheng, my... my boyfriend."

Zhou Cheng stepped forward and said politely, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Oh, okay, okay."

Liu's father and mother looked at Zhou Cheng, who was tall and handsome, and smiled happily.

The elderly people who gathered together also put on smiles.

"The young man looks like a decent man. Our Xiaoyu is not wronged to be with him."

"Exactly. I heard that young people nowadays are different from when we were young. They don't even talk about dating, let alone getting married. It's great that Xiaoyu has found such a good boyfriend."

"Zhou Cheng? Sounds familiar. Didn't the top decision-maker give a speech a while ago about the Liangjiagou project... I vaguely remember a young man first discovering Liangjiagou? I think his name was Zhou Cheng, too?"

Liu Yu said proudly, "Auntie Sun, you are right. It was Ah Cheng who first discovered Liangjiagou. He is now the chief commander of the Liangjiagou project."

“Wow!”

The elderly people watching were all shocked and amazed.

"Xiaoyu has a good partner..."

"Exactly. I read a report that said Zhou Cheng spent several months alone in the mountains before finally digging up the first clue. Nowadays, it's rare to find young people who are so capable and responsible."

"Xiaoyu is so lucky."

Faced with all the praise, Liu Yu was so happy that his face turned slightly red, and he held Zhou Cheng's arm tightly and refused to let go.

Liu's father and mother also looked at Zhou Cheng, their eyes full of relief.

"Director Zhou, is there any progress in Liangjiagou?"

"That is, did you dig up anything new?"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhou Cheng felt tremendous pressure. He could only maintain a slightly stiff smile on his face and continue to answer people's questions.

"There's nothing big going on yet, but it should be coming soon."

"It's okay, it's not hard..."

"Yes, yes, Xiaoyu and I are both in Liangjiagou."

After a long while, Liu Yu seemed to remember something. He hurriedly let go of Zhou Cheng and said to his parents, "I forgot to introduce you. This is Engineer Liang Chengdong. Engineer Liang, I'm sorry, I forgot to introduce you just now."

Liang Chengdong had a kind smile on his face: "It's okay, it's okay. Brother Liu, sister-in-law Liu, hello, you have raised a good daughter."

"Thank you very much. Stop standing there and go home and have a rest."

It was getting dark. Dinner was already ready in the collective dining hall of the former Weixian Cradle.

Liu's father and mother took the food from the cafeteria, and Liu's mother and Liu Yu took the ingredients and went into the kitchen to start working.

Liu's father, Zhou Cheng and Liang Chengdong were chatting in the living room.

"Uncle Liu, I'd like to ask you how Uncle Feng Lan from our Cradle is doing these days."

"Old Feng?"

Father Liu sighed: "Old Feng is in poor health, his legs are paralyzed, and he can only use a wheelchair.

Alas, Old Feng is such a hot-tempered person. He always has to argue with others about everything. Now he is paralyzed even younger than me. It’s really…”

"Paralyzed?"

Zhou Cheng's heart sank.

This is not good news.

Nowadays, Feng Lan is probably the only one in the world who knows the complete set of wooden arch bridge construction technology.

"What do you want to see him about?"

Liang Chengdong said: "It's like this..."

He recounted the entire incident and sighed at the end, "Our human civilization can't even build a small bridge like this these days. Xiaoyu told me there's a Feng Lan here, who was once selected as an inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of the Peak Era. He has the skill to build wooden arch bridges, so I'm thinking about whether we can build one."

Father Liu had a complicated look on his face.

"If it were a normal person, there would be no doubt that when it comes to such a big matter, they would risk their lives to get it done.

But Old Feng has a very strange temper, and I really don’t know if he will agree.”

Liu's father's words cast a shadow over the hearts of both Zhou Cheng and Liang Chengdong.

An old man with a weird temper, a bad temper, and paralyzed legs... Can I really convince him to do his part to save civilization?

Liu's mother and Liu Yu finally finished their work and a sumptuous dinner was placed on the table.

Zhou Cheng and Liang Chengdong felt heavy in their hearts, but Liu's mother smiled the whole time and kept picking up food for Zhou Cheng, refusing to stop even when the bowl was full.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, but Liu Yu made a face at him with a look of gloating.

Zhou Cheng's stomach was almost bloated after the meal.

After finally finishing the dinner, the three of them, led by Liu's father and mother, walked towards a room near the cradle.

"Is Lao Feng asleep?"

After a loud greeting, Father Liu pushed open the slightly rusty iron door.

When Zhou Cheng walked in, he saw models of wooden bridges everywhere in the courtyard.

Those models are extremely delicate and are scattered around the courtyard, like a bridge exhibition hall.

"Old Feng, have you eaten?"

Father Liu walked into Feng Lan's room first and greeted him. The next moment, a slightly sinister voice rang out, "What's it to you whether I eat or not? Are you hoping I'll starve to death?"

"How can you talk like that, Old Feng?"

As they were talking, Zhou Cheng and others also entered the house.

A strong smell of mold and old age filled my nose. Under the dim light, a thin, gaunt-faced old man sat in a smart wheelchair, looking at me with hostility.

"What are you doing in my house? Get out, all of you!"

The old man scolded him harshly, and Father Liu felt a little embarrassed.

Liu Yu stood up and said, "Uncle Feng, I'm here to see you. Do you want me to go out too?"

Feng Lan's sinister expression suddenly relaxed.

"Xiaoyu is back? No wonder I heard such a commotion outside just now. Ahem, it's rare that you still remember me, an old man. Don't worry, I'm not going to die yet. If you're fine, just leave."

Liu Yu smiled and said, "Of course I came to see you for something. I have an important matter that I need your help with."

Feng Lan said impatiently: "If you have something to say, just say it."

"It's like this, in Yangjiagou..."

Liu Yu recounted what had happened.

"So, we would like to ask you to come and build a wooden bridge."

Zhou Cheng's heart was slightly lifted.

If this old man with a strange temper and stubbornness is determined not to agree, there is almost nothing we can do.

But at this moment, their only hope is placed on him.

If he refuses to agree, then...

As Liu Yu continued to talk, Feng Lan's eyes, which had always been slightly narrowed, suddenly widened. His body, leaning against the wheelchair, unconsciously sat up straight.

The sinister look on his face had disappeared, replaced by a serious expression: "A wooden bridge?"