Raising You This Small Stuff

Chapter 40.1 ‘Poo’ wood carving

Half an hour later, Yuan Suo watched in amazement from his position on the stone bench as Abel carved out a living pony from a small piece of camphor wood.

Yuan Suo gulped, “So… so powerful.” Then he looked down at the kitchen knife inside his school bag and then looked up at the professional tools laid out in front of Abel. Wood, artisanal knife, horizontal knife, and some other tools that he didn’t recognize at all…. and gulped again.

“Du Du, have some milk tea.” When Anie saw that the small cup of milk tea had bottomed out, she took the initiative to pour some for him, urging him to to try it.

But… this was already the sixth cup in half an hour. Yuan Suo didn’t know how to refuse, so he could only drink it obediently and then emphasize repeatedly that the milk tea was really delicious, making him receive a satisfied smile from Anie.

Abel saw the doubt in Yuan Suo’s eyes, but didn’t explain.

Looking at the animated little wooden horse, Yuan Suo was conquered by Abel’s unique carving skills as he gave a heartfelt praise, “…Grandpa, you are amazing.”

Abel put the little wooden horse in Yuan Suo’s hand and got up. Seeing Abel get up, Yuan Suo followed quickly, only to find that the Q version of Abel only reached his hips, but his momentum wasn’t weak at all.

Abel took a few steps out and Yuan Suo followed.

“Little thing, you’re looking for wood in this forest to make a picture frame? And you want to use your kitchen knife?”

Yuan Suo didn’t think there was anything wrong with it. He hadn’t made any money and couldn’t buy the picture frame he liked, so he wanted to make one himself. He had looked up the tutorials online and had also tried drawing a plan and a three-dimensional picture, thinking that he just needed one piece of wood. But having just seen Abel’s carving skills, tools, and the dazzling array of wood, he said with some embarrassment, “I’ll try to find it, but I won’t destroy the trees.”

Abel said again: “This forest doesn’t have any wood suitable for your picture frame.”

Yuan Suo was disappointed, “Then what should I do?”

“This picture frame is very important to you?”

“En!” The things given to Mo Yi Cheng, were of course very important, “It’s a birthday present for a…. very important person.”

Abel glanced at Yuan Suo fixedly, then said: “If you promise me one thing, I can provide the materials for the frame and teach you how to make it.”

“Re… really? “Yuan Suo asked immediately, excited.

“Yes.”

“What is it?” After his excitement died down, Yuan Suo was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to fulfil the conditions.

Abel glanced at Anie, who was still concentrating on her book with a soft and fond gaze.

Finally, with Grandpa Abel’s help, Yuan Suo was able to choose the wood for the frame and prepared the basic frame drawn on the drawing paper.

“Does Du Du want to send only a picture frame?” Anie asked.

Yuan Suo shook his head, “I’ll also add the pictures… I drew myself.”

Abel asked, “Size?”

Yuan Suo opened his school bag quickly, took out a well-kept binder from it, opened it and took out a seven-inch photo-sized sketch portrait of Mo Yi Cheng who had a gentle expression on his face as he prepared dinner for Yuan Suo.

Abel froze when he saw the picture, “This is?”

“Ah, this….. this is the person I want to give it to.” Yuan Suo suddenly found that he seemed to have exposed Mo Yi Cheng’s identity, but Abel and Anie seemed like very good people, so it shouldn’t matter, but he didn’t mention that Mo Yi Cheng was his player.

Abel frowned, seeming to be caught in a memory, “They are somewhat similar, but it’s only a similarity.”

Yuan Suo was confused, asking, “Grandpa is saying that the person in the painting is similar to someone you know?” Could it be because Grandpa had seen one of Mo Yi Cheng’s movies?

Abel nodded, “Hmm, he’s very similar to… an elf that I used to know.”

“An elf?” Yuan Suo was surprised.

“Yes, but he left the game after reaching the highest level a few years ago. His eyebrows are quite similar to the person in your drawing, but his personality is very compatible with me this old man.” Abel said with some regret.

Abel’s mentioning of an elf leaving after reaching the highest level touched the concern in Yuan Suo’s heart. He asked: “Grandpa, after an elf leaves and returns to his own world, he won’t see his player ever again, right?”

Abel nodded, “Yes”

Yuan Suo pursed his lips, looking dejected as he murmured, “But they will definitely remember each other forever.”

Abel sighed, “If the elf and the player come from the same space, then the system will let them retain their memories of each other. But if the elf and the player come from a different space, then the system will erase their memories of each other after the elf leaves the game after reaching the highest level.”

Yuan Suo was frightened by the words ‘erase their memories’, but fortunately he could comfort himself with the fact that he and Mo Yi Cheng didn’t come from the same space.

“Grandpa, how do you know so much?” Yuan Suo asked, thinking he had missed some introductions made by the system.

Abel said: “Kid, you will know when you reach a certain level.”

“Oh!” Yuan Suo responded, but doubted vaguely in his heart, because Grandpa was still a Q version, so his level shouldn’t be that high, right?

Chapter 40.2 ‘Poo’ wood carving

Mo Yi Cheng clicked into the game several times that afternoon.

After what had happened the last time, he was even more worried about Yuan Suo’s safety, but at the same time decided to give him a certain amount of freedom and absolute respect. Although elves lived in the game and were under the control of the player according to the rules, the little thing was also an independent individual, with his own thoughts and ideas, so he should have space.

It was just… his heart couldn’t let go.

Seeing the movie emperor take out his phone once again during a short break, Chen Jiao shook his head helplessly.

“Mo Yi Cheng, I’m back!” Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Yuan Suo returned to the apartment holding his school bag in his arms carefully, as if he was holding a treasure.

Normally, Mo Yi Cheng would ask what was hidden inside the bag before anything else, but now he decided not to expose the little thing’s ‘secret’.

“Did you have fun this afternoon?” Mo Yi Cheng asked.

Yuan Suo put his school bag away and nodded at Mo Yi Cheng, his eyes bright, “En, I’m very happy that I was able to meet Abel and Anie again.” And that he had gotten the wood and Abel promised to help him finish the picture frame tomorrow together!

“Then go and wash your hands and eat.”

“En!” His hands were full of wood shavings, so he had to wash them well. Yuan Suo turned around and went to the bathroom.

Yuan Suo gnawed on a chicken leg as he ate, thinking about what had happened in the park this afternoon. Mo Yi Cheng used to always ask him in detail about what had happened at school and outside, and he was very happy to share it with him, but after being out for so long, Mo Yi Cheng didn’t ask anything.

He actually wanted to share the small gain he had harvested today with Mo Yi Cheng.

“Mo Yi Cheng.” He swallowed the chicken legs.

“What’s wrong?” Mo Yi Cheng asked warmly.

Yuan Suo picked up a handkerchief, wiped the oil stains from his hands, then began to tell the story of this afternoon’s experience vividly, only omitting the fact that he had taken a kitchen knife to make a picture frame.

“And then Grandpa taught me how to carve things!” Yuan Suo beamed with pride.

Mo Yi Cheng couldn’t help but hold back a smile. It seemed that the birthday gift Yuan Suo wanted to give him was related to this carving?

“Then did Du Du learn it well?” Mo Yi Cheng asked, pretending to be unaware of the truth.

Yuan Suo nodded, “Grandpa’s pony was too difficult to carve, I couldn’t learn it. In the end, Grandpa Abel said that I can try to carve something that I like, that way it may turn out well because of the love that I poured into it.”

Mo Yi Cheng’s eyebrows rose, seeming to have guessed what Yuan Suo had carved, only…. wasn’t carving something that he liked much more difficult than carving a little pony? However he didn’t forget the fact that the little thing was talented, after all, he had saved every one of his drawings. He progressed rapidly, especially his drawings of him that was becoming more and more evocative.

“Mo Yi Cheng, do you want to see it?” Yuan Suo couldn’t wait!

Naturally, Mo Yi Cheng nodded his head, “Hmm.”

Yuan Suo got up quickly, went to the study, opened his school bag and took out the ‘work’ he was using for practice before making the official picture frame!

In order to add a sense of mystery, Yuan Suo kept his hands behind his back when he returned to the dining room.

A smile had already begun to spread on the corners of Mo Yi Cheng’s lips, at the same time deciding in his heart that no matter what Yuan Suo had carved, he would praise it to the high heavens, and then put it inside the safe…

Just as the movie emperor was thinking about this and brainstorming, Yuan Suo presented the small sculpture hidden behind him in front of his chest grandly.

The smile on the corners of Mo Yi Cheng’s mouth… stiffened gradually.

What… was that?

It was a dark coffee-colored wood, and although the knife work was rough, it could be seen that the sculptor was very careful. The carving was about the size of a palm and was divided into three layers. The top layer was gyro-shaped, the tip of the head curved and the radius of the two remaining layers increased successively, layer by layer, the overall look…..

Seeing the confusion on Mo Yi Cheng’s face, Yuan Suo explained quickly: “This is my carved chocolate ice cream cone, there… there wasn’t enough time, so I didn’t have time to make the lower cone, only the top of the chocolate ice cream.”

Mo Yi Cheng: “….”

“Doesn’t… doesn’t it look good?” Seeing that Mo Yi Cheng didn’t speak for a long time, Yuan Suo asked.

Mo Yi Cheng: “It looks good and….. very vivid.” He subconsciously pushed the mousse cake in front of him to the side.

Yuan Suo put his ‘ice cream cone’ on the dining table and sat back happily, delighted after having received Mo Yi Cheng’s affirmation! He immediately became confident that the frame would be completed successfully tomorrow and had already begun to consider whether he should make a small ‘ice cream cone’ and place it in the corner of the picture frame as a decoration.

Mo Yi Cheng looked at Yuan Suo who was giggling foolishly at a pile of… the wood carving on the table and pushed his dinner plate a little further away…

That night, the movie emperor updated his Weibo.

The Weibo post had only two words: Like it.

The picture was of a ‘poo’ wood carving. It topped the hot search instantly.

Yuan Suo went to Mo Yi Cheng’s Weibo before going to bed. He clicked the ‘like’ button with happiness and joy first, then went to the comment area, ready to see everyone’s praise!

As a result… After reading the comments, he buried his face in the pillows, ashamed…

Mo Yi Cheng was amused when he saw this, shaking his head helplessly as he put the ‘poo’ wood carving in his safe.