Mr. Liu hugged her tightly and said excitedly, "Silly child, all I wish for is your happiness. Nothing makes me happier than seeing you walk out of the shadows."
"You, an artist, having to argue with people every day, it must've been hard on you."
"Silly child, if they dare to laugh at you, of course I must..." Mr. Liu was moved. He was halfway through his sentence when he realized what his daughter had said. He suddenly let go and jumped up, denying vehemently, "Who's arguing? Who's argued? How could I, a distinguished artist, possibly get into an argument?"
Sheng Ning watched their interaction and felt genuinely happy. He also thought of his father back in his hometown, realizing he hadn't written any letters or made any phone calls since returning. He decided to write a letter as soon as he got back.
When the conditions in the countryside improved, he planned to install a telephone for his parents to make contact easier.
