Juju looked at both men with a face full of confusion, "Daddy, Grandpa, it's just a game!"
"No!" Both men bellowed in unison.
Eudora George rubbed her temples. She couldn't believe that the two men in front of her were the legendary figures of Valiant East. One was the person who had pioneered it and another was the one who had brought it to its greatest heights.
They were obviously just two childish boys at the right moment.
She quickly put down the stuff in her hands and walked over.
Eudora tried her best to ease the situation, "It doesn't matter if there's a chimney, either way, they're fine."
Amos Granger stopped talking because his attention was now fixed on Eudora. Eudora was afraid that they would start quarreling again, so she called for him, "Some of the boxes are a little heavy, could you give me a hand with them?"
Amos put down his coat and got up instantly.
After he left, Eudora went over and sat down across the Old Master. He looked indignant. It was clear that he was still trying to build a chimney even though Amos had walked away.
Seeing him like this reminded her of Juju when the little girl was mad. It was clear that she had inherited this part of her temper from him.
She knew that there was no convincing him when he was like this. The more she tried, the more stubborn he would become, just like a bull.
Eudora sat down beside him and said, "Actually, this chimney is really beautiful."
Just as Eudora thought, the old man was just like a child.
After receiving her affirmation, he beamed with joy.
"That's for sure. You can't deny it. The elders know what's best!"
Eudora was speechless. She had never heard of such self-praise before.
However, she continued, "But, why should a chimney exist?"
The Old Master turned his head and looked at Eudora, "I remember that you majored ind design, didn't you?"
Eudora nodded, "Yes!"
"Then, you should know that many things aren't designed for aesthetic purposes. For example, the reason why we had used bricks is for the feeling. A house by itself is something empty and cold, so how do we turn it into a warm home? We do that by using emotions to turn the house into a home. We, humans, since the olden times, like things to feel merry. If we were to rank a human's wants, food would come in second, and clothing would come first. That's because clothes carry some sort of emotion with it. A chimney gives me the feeling of home because it reminds me of the time when I saw smoke coming out from the chimney when I was a little boy."
Eudora nodded. What he said was right. It was true. The elders knew best.
Although she had lived in the city since she was a child, her grandmother was very fond of the country life. When her grandmother was still alive, her mother often brought her to visit her grandmother in the countryside. So many years had passed by since then, in fact, Eudora had forgotten how her grandmother looked like. However, whenever she thought of those times, she would always remember the chimney at her grandmother's house.
Whenever she visited her grandmother, she could see smoke coming out of the house even though she was miles away. That was how she knew that her grandmother was busy cooking up a feast for her.
Memories like these were those that she would treasure forever.
"You're right!" Eudora said sincerely, "I've learned a lot from you."
The Old Master laughed loudly, "It is just a piece of cake? If you really want to learn from me, don't forget about our promise. If you could complete that task, then I have a lot of other things to pass down to you."
Eudora's eyes lit up, "Of course! You'll see!"
The Old Master laughed, then he looked down and continued to assemble his chimney.
At this moment, Juju had climbed onto the sofa to play, accidentally pushing Amos' coat off the sofa. When Eudora picked it up, she felt a thumb drive inside the pocket.
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