“Sure, as long as you and your wife don’t mind, I’ll carve hand stamps for you both after I finish this one.”

Chen Weimin laughed when he heard this. That's all he's capable of. The fact that someone would ask him for help means they think highly of him and believe he's competent.

What Chen Weimin lacked was precisely the recognition of others, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Your sister-in-law is here today; she needs your help with something."

Zhou Qinglan had to go to school in the afternoon, so Sheng Xiping didn't waste any words and directly stated his purpose.

"Isn't the school going to organize a cultural performance? Your sister-in-law is unsure about the outcome and is thinking of asking you to lend a hand and help their class rehearse their program."

"Do you have time to go over and help out?"

"Yes, he doesn't have much to do at home, so he has plenty of time."

"Second brother, you'd better pay attention to your sister-in-law's affairs." Before Chen Weimin could answer, Xu Xiuxiang interrupted.

As a mother, she worries about every child in the family, but she worries about her second child the most.

When Chen Weimin got into trouble, Xu Xiuxiang almost couldn't go on living and wanted to take her son to jump into the river to commit suicide.

Fortunately, she was pregnant with her fourth child at that time, which dispelled her thoughts of suicide.

Over the years, Xu Xiuxiang's biggest worry has been her second son. Now that he's grown up, she's also concerned, wondering what his future holds.

They're not that old now, and they can support their second child, but what about in twenty or thirty years? What will happen to the second child when they can no longer move around?

Even the closest of siblings will go their separate ways after marriage. They might lend a hand occasionally, but no one can take care of a disabled person indefinitely.

After graduating from high school, Chen Weimin stayed at home.

Xu Xiuxiang could see that her son was becoming more and more listless each day, and was visibly losing his vitality.

Xu Xiuxiang saw this and was anxious, but she didn't know how to help her son.

Just then, Sheng Xiping and his wife arrived and asked Chen Weimin for help. Xu Xiuxiang was content as long as Chen Weimin could leave his home and integrate into the community.

Therefore, Xu Xiuxiang accepted Sheng Xiping and his wife's invitation before her son could even speak.

"Sister-in-law, do you think I'll look good going to school like this?" Chen Weimin asked hesitantly, seemingly lacking confidence.

He had been disabled for many years and had heard countless insulting words. People even gave him a nickname, calling him "half-ladle".

Even though their parents repeatedly forbade them from causing trouble, some people still laughed at Chen Weimin whenever they saw him.

There are many children at the school, and Chen Weimin is worried that if he goes to the school to help, the children will deliberately disobey and make trouble when they see him like this.

That wouldn't be helping, it would be making things worse.

"What's wrong with that?"

I can't speak for other places, but in your sister-in-law's class, if anyone dares to act arrogantly or talk nonsense, my sixth son will beat them to a pulp without anyone else even needing to intervene.

Sheng Xiping laughed when he heard this. His sixth son was the boss in the class, even more so than the class monitor.

If anyone in the class dared to fry chicken wings, Sheng Xitai and his gang of followers would take care of them.

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room burst into laughter.

"Second brother, go help your sister-in-law out. It's not good for you to stay at home all day. Go out and relax."

Xu Xiuxiang looked at her second son and earnestly advised him.

Everyone said so, and Chen Weimin didn't want to stay at home all day doing nothing, so he nodded in agreement.

It was time for Zhou Qinglan to go to school.

So they discussed it and agreed that after finishing two classes in the afternoon, Chen Weimin would go to the school to help with the rehearsals for the show.

And so, Chen Weimin, who had been staying at home since graduation, finally stepped out of his house.

With Chen Weimin's help, the entire fifth-grade class of more than 30 children organized a large chorus of "We Workers Have Strength", a section of the model opera "The Red Lantern", and a poem recitation "Ode to the Lumberjacks" written by Chen Weimin.

Although there were only three programs, each one was a masterpiece. Under the careful guidance of Zhou Qinglan and Chen Weimin, the children studied and rehearsed very seriously.

Finally, at the mountain arts festival at the end of November, the fifth-grade students' performance won unanimous praise from the lumberjacks.

The poem recitation, "Ode to the Lumberjacks," in particular, resonated deeply with everyone and was ultimately recognized as an outstanding program.

The leaders at the venue, as well as the school's principal and director, all praised Zhou Qinglan for her talent, noting that she not only had outstanding teaching abilities but also possessed remarkable talent in the arts.

The principal immediately said that Zhou Qinglan should be selected as an outstanding student and that efforts should be made to promote her to a permanent position.

"Secretary Wang, Director Zheng, Principal, I dare not take this credit."

The reason our class was able to put on such a great show is mainly thanks to Weimin.

He helped out for almost half a month; he personally guided them through the chorus and poetry recitation.

Faced with the leaders' praise, Zhou Qinglan did not take credit for herself, but instead promoted Chen Weimin.

"Weimin? You mean the second son of the Chen family?"

"Oh, what a pity about that child. If he were a healthy person, he would be absolutely amazing. That child was so clever and quick-witted, he could do everything, it's just such a shame."

Mentioning Chen Weimin, several leaders present couldn't help but sigh, feeling sorry for him.

"Hey? Old Wang, is your school short of teachers?"

If that doesn't work, how about we get Weimin a job teaching art or calligraphy at school? The kid can both write and draw.

Wang Jiachuan suddenly remembered this matter and spoke to Wang Junsheng, the principal of Qianchuan Primary and Secondary School.

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