After bidding farewell to Li Chejing, Li Tongya saw his father coming from the backyard, his hands clasped behind his back. With a stern expression, he instructed in a raspy voice, “Go and take a look at that mirror.”0

Tian Shoushui, Li Xiangping’s father-in-law, had passed away two years ago. He left behind a collection of wooden toys for his grandson, Li Xuanfeng. Ranging from wooden horses to bows, the collection was complete. Tragedy struck when Li Xuanfeng was at such a tender age that he could only pick up the smallest pine wood doll—Tian Shoushui slipped and fell while moving in the heavy snow, ultimately succumbing to his injuries that very night.2

Li Mutian had personally buried Tian Shoushui and spent an entire night conversing in front of the grave with Ren Ping’an. The chill of that night had greatly taken a toll on Li Mutian’s health, leaving his voice...0