By the river beach, Lao Chen raised geese for a lifetime. Others used feed for quick fattening, but he insisted on corn, wheat bran, and green grass; others rushed to sell, while he guarded the full seven months without missing a day. When the goslings fell ill, he brewed medicine overnight; when heavy rain struck, he waded through water to herd the geese; when buyers forced down the price, he gritted his teeth and refused to sell, only saying, "Whether things are good or not, the mouth knows." His wife Zhao Xiulan complained with her mouth, but her hands always brought a bowl of hot tea. Grandson Chen Xiaoman wrote about his grandfather in his composition and also took over the old ledger recording the years. Word of mouth slowly spread, and city people came admiringly. Lao Chen proved with season after season of persistence that raising geese comes after raising the heart, and being a person is like keeping accounts: every stroke is a stroke, never fooling around,