Chapter 252: Not Feeling Tired at All

"Yeah." Jiang Ran wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "When they get a bit older, we'll be able to take them to more places and see more things."

"Jiang Ran, what do you think our children will become in the future?" Su Ruan asked softly.

"Whatever they become is fine," Jiang Ran said. "As long as it's something they like and meaningful. Just like what we do now—not just to earn money, but to do something meaningful."

"Hmm." Su Ruan leaned on his shoulder. "I hope they can find something they truly love, like He Jie loves embroidery, and never feel tired a lifetime."

"They will." Jiang Ran kissed her hair. "With parents like us as role models, they won't be lacking."

As they spoke, An'an ran over: "Mom, Dad, look! The flower I picked!"

She held a small wildflower in her hand; it was a bit wilted, but the little girl treasured it.

"So pretty." Su Ruan took the flower. "An'an is great."

Jinjin also came over, holding a leaf with a peculiar shape: "This… looks like a little boat."

"Indeed it does." Jiang Ran took the leaf. "Jinjin, your observation is excellent."

The family played in the park for a while longer, until the children grew tired, then they went home.

That night, Su Ruan really began teaching An'an embroidery.

She prepared a thick needle and yarn for her daughter and drew a simple flower outline on the cloth.

"Come, Mom will teach you the most basic running stitch." Su Ruan guided hand‑by‑hand. "Pass it through like this, then pull it back like this…"

An'an learned earnestly; although the stitches were crooked, the little girl persisted and finished the first flower.

"Mom, look! I embroidered it!" An'an held up the cloth, her face full of pride.

"Wonderful!" Su Ruan kissed her daughter. "The first flower is embroidered beautifully."

Jinjin, under his father's guidance, began learning to carve wood with a safety cutter.

Jiang Ran gave him a piece of soft wood and a child‑sized cutter.

"Go a bit slower, don't force it, let the blade move on its own." Jiang Ran demonstrated while holding his son's hand.

Jinjin carved attentively; although it was only simple lines, he was very patient.

Li Huijuan and Jiang Jianguo watched nearby, their eyes full of affection.

"Our two little ones might really become Handcraft Persons someday," Jiang Jianguo said with a smile.

"Handcraft Person is good." Li Huijuan nodded. "Earn a living with Handcraft, it's solid."

By the time the children finished their first works, it was already very late.

After washing up and coaxing them to sleep, Su Ruan and Jiang Ran finally returned to their own room.

"Today was truly fulfilling." Su Ruan collapsed onto the bed. "Seeing the kids interested in Handicraft is wonderful."

"Indeed." Jiang Ran lay beside her. "By the way, the preliminary plan for the 'Needle‑Thread Memory' fund has been reviewed by the company's legal team; they said it's fine. We can launch it officially next week."

"Great." Su Ruan turned to face him. "Jiang Ran, I feel everything we do now is especially meaningful. Designing clothes, inheriting Handcraft, nurturing the kids… each thing makes life richer."

"Because we are creating value." Jiang Ran held her hand. "Not just economic value, but cultural value and social value."

He paused: "RuanRuan, sometimes I think meeting you is the luckiest thing in my life. You showed me another possibility for living. It's not just about making money, but using creation to make the world a bit better."

Su Ruan's tears welled up: "Why do you keep saying that…"

"Because it's sincere." Jiang Ran kissed away her tears. "Sleep now; tomorrow is Sunday, let's rest properly."

"Mm."

Though he said so, Jiang Ran's hand became mischievous again.

"Jiang Ran, I'm tired today…" Su Ruan whispered in protest.

"Let me relax you." Jiang Ran turned over, pressing her down and kissing her lips.

Monday morning, Chongsu Company conference room.

Jiang Ran gathered all senior executives and formally introduced the 'Needle‑Thread Memory' Inheritance Fund plan.

"This fund is part of our corporate social responsibility." Jiang Ran stood before the projection. "Its purpose is to record, protect, and inherit Chinese folk Handicraft. The initial plan is to invest 5% of the company's profit each year, earmarked exclusively for this."

The screen displayed the fund's organizational structure and operating method.

Market Department director Li Na raised her hand: "President Jiang, how should we promote this fund? Does it need large‑scale publicity?"

"We need promotion, but not hype." Jiang Ran said. "What we aim for is genuine recording and sincere assistance. The focus of promotion is the stories of Handcraft Persons, the value of Handcraft, not how charitable our company is."

Su Ruan added: "The first batch of beneficiaries has been decided. Grandma Yang Xiuying from Lijiang, Sister Xiulan, and several elderly Handcraft Persons in their village. Support includes living subsidies, material procurement, and workplace improvements."

"Additionally," Jiang Ran switched slides, "we plan to hold a 'Handcraft Open Day' each quarter, inviting Handcraft Persons to the company or partner venues for live demonstrations and teaching. The public can attend for free."

Finance director Zhang Ming asked: "How will the fund's finances be managed? Do we need a separate account?"

"Yes, a separate account with dedicated staff," Jiang Ran said. "Every income and expense will be publicly transparent and subject to oversight. We'll also invite a third‑party agency for annual audits."

The meeting lasted two hours; everyone strongly supported the fund plan. After the meeting, Jiang Ran and Su Ruan returned to the office.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly," Su Ruan exhaled. "I was still worried someone would think this is unrelated to our core business."

"How could that be." Jiang Ran wrapped around her. "Corporate social responsibility is gaining more attention now. What we do not only does good, it also enhances our brand image. Of course, the most important thing is that it truly helps Handcraft Persons."

While they were speaking, Douzi knocked and entered: "Brother Jiang, He Jie's husband has arrived, just got to the company."

"That fast?" Su Ruan was surprised. "Didn't we say next Wednesday?"

"He Jie said her husband couldn't stay at home, bought a ticket early," Douzi laughed. "I've already arranged him in the conference room."

He Jie's husband is named He Zhiqiang, a plain Naxi Ethnic Group man, dark‑skinned and solidly built.

Seeing Su Ruan and Jiang Ran, he stood up a bit shyly.

"Brother He, welcome, welcome." Jiang Ran shook his hand warmly. "You've had a hard journey, right?"

"Not hard, not hard." He Zhiqiang laughed earnestly. "Xiulan said you treated her especially well; I came to see, and thank you both."

"You're too kind." Su Ruan said. "He Jie's Handcraft deserves the best treatment. Come, let me give you a tour of the company."

During the tour, He Zhiqiang watched with particular attention.

Seeing his wife's work environment and those exquisite clothes, his eyes lit up.

He Zhiqiang runs his hand over the Sample Garment's fabric, "These are all yours?" he says, "So soft, so beautiful."

Su Ruan says, "He Jie also participated in the design." "Especially this Dongba Impression series, many of the patterns are He Jie's ideas."

When she arrived at He Xiulan's Gongzuoshi, she was embroidering a complex pattern.

Seeing her husband, she stood up excitedly, "Why did you come today?"

"I couldn't stay at home, wanted to come see you early." He Zhiqiang walks to the embroidery frame, looks at his wife's half‑finished work, "Is this… a mountain god?"

"Yes, the mountain god from the Dongba scriptures." He Xiulan points at the pattern, "Designer Su says this should be embroidered on the back of the garment, like a guardian deity."

"So beautiful." He Zhiqiang says sincerely, "Xiulan, having you here… is wonderful."