After paying their respects, my great-nephew insisted on having me over for a meal at his place.
Uncle Yun couldn't refuse such enthusiasm and followed him home.
In fact, Uncle Yun was very familiar with Shou Licai's house; it hadn't changed much in the past ten years and was among the more retro types in the Ban Mountain Villa area.
Of course, the old Feng Shui master had a definite aesthetic and design sensibility. He had turned the courtyard into an open-style garden, where artistically shaped wood carvings and cloud pines were displayed, often capturing the attention of tourists visiting the village.
"Old Can, did you carve these yourself?" Uncle Yun asked.
"Yeah, I pulled some strings to get the credentials for wood artistry and even got recognized as an intangible cultural heritage of Lan City, won a few small awards... but lots of people look, few buy, barely earn enough for a smoke," Shou Licai said.
