The Lin family's little boy returns to being eight years old, taking his family to new heights.

While eating breakfast, Lin Guiying finally snapped out of her daze, saying that she had forgotten to ask something!

He slammed down his chopsticks, straightened his face, and looked at his granddaughter who was enjoying her meal, saying, "I almost fell for your tricks yesterday. Tell me, where did you find your master, and what's going on?"

The other two were also stunned. What the heck? How come they found a master after going out?

"Hey, I was just saying I forgot to mention something yesterday. It's a long story, and Dad has to go to work. We'll talk about it when he gets home tonight."

"No, tell me now, or you'll make me forget again tonight."

Lin Dayuan also said directly, "I'm not in a hurry. I don't have any work this morning. You can tell me."

Lin Xi then recounted the whole story in detail, omitting the fact that Liu Yu wasn't around.

"Xiao Xi, you said he used to be the chairman of the Xia Kingdom Writers Association? What does that do? It sounds like a pretty high-ranking official."

It's no wonder Lin Guojun didn't know; they don't read books or newspapers and don't pay attention to these things.

If you tell him you saw the host of the Danbei City News Broadcast, he'll be excited for a long time.

He had absolutely no interest in the Writers' Association; if it weren't for the words "Xia Kingdom" in front of it, he wouldn't have bothered to even ask.

Although Lin Dayuan didn't understand, he knew that this must be an official organization, and he was the chairman, so he was probably the leader of this organization.

He thought this way and explained it to Lin Guojun, and Lin Xi immediately gave her father a thumbs up.

"Yes, Dad is right. You can understand it that way, Grandpa."

"Oh, but how do you know it's him? Maybe he's an imposter?"

“Grandpa, he had no reason to impersonate me. I’m penniless and have nothing to be fooled. On the contrary, he even paid for my books.”

Moreover, judging from his speech and demeanor, he is no ordinary person; his knowledge and insight cannot be faked.

After listening for a while, Lin Guiying understood what was going on and immediately made a decision, "Alright, let's find a good day and go see it as a family."

"Like Xiaoxi said, we have nothing, nothing to gain. Besides, we've already promised them, we can't go back on our word."

We also need to prepare some expensive gifts. After all, he paid for Xiaoxi's books, so we're the ones who benefited from him."

Lin Guiying made the decision, and the matter wouldn't change. The group then dispersed and went about their own business.

Lin Xi had already put on her new running shoes. They were very comfortable, feeling as light as a feather. They would automatically correct her posture while she ran, which made her run much easier and less painful.

She ran all the way to the town and started jogging along the shops on the street, hoping to find a suitable shop for her father to open.

Even after completing the exercise, I didn't see any taxis.

She knew this couldn't be rushed, and she had already made a plan to go to town every day to check, hoping to eventually find a suitable opportunity.

For several days in a row, Lin Xi visited almost every shop in town, but couldn't find a single one for rent.

Xiao Yi reminded her that it was almost Chinese New Year and it was normal that there were no taxis available. Lin Xi thought that made sense and wasn't disappointed anymore. She would wait until after the New Year to see if there were any more taxis.

In Northeast China, people prepare for the Lunar New Year in advance during winter, and the markets are open every day and packed with people.

That day, Lin Guiying carried a large basket to buy some chicken, duck, fish and meat for the New Year. For once, her granddaughter wanted to come along. The two of them drank some water and each carried a large basket to the market.

The closer you get to the market entrance, the more crowded it becomes. Once inside, people line up almost one after another to walk in. The sounds of vendors calling out their wares and bargaining rise and fall. People who know each other greet each other and chat, creating a lively atmosphere.

Freshly fried dough sticks, meat pies, and fried cakes exude an enticing aroma. The young man making the pancakes is dressed in thin clothes, working with both hands simultaneously, almost blurring his vision.

The products are countless; if you can think of it, you can find it.

Pots and pans, clothes, Spring Festival couplets, all kinds of daily necessities and tools, freshly slaughtered pork, beef and mutton still steaming hot, apples and potatoes sold by the sack, and various frozen pears and frozen persimmons unique to Northeast China...

Lin Xi was dazzled by the sights, buying this and that, filling the basket halfway before realizing she hadn't done her important task: she hadn't bought the spicy hot pot seasoning yet.

She dragged her grandmother straight to the spice section and bought a large bag of dried chili peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, cinnamon, bay leaves...

There was also butter, fermented bean paste, fennel seeds, and I bought a few beef bones and a bucket of milk.

Seeing all sorts of vermicelli and rice noodles, I got a little of each...

Lin Guiying wanted to ask her granddaughter several times what she was going to do with all these things, but she smacked her lips a few times and held back.

Before leaving, the granddaughter said she was going to cook a big meal, something they had never eaten before.

She thought that although her granddaughter was mischievous, she had never boasted. With such a clever mind, she might really have come up with some good food.

When she got to the market, she bought everything, including a whole bunch of seasonings that she had never used in her life.

They said they'd make something delicious, but they didn't buy any meat, just a few bones.

She genuinely couldn't think of anything to do, but her granddaughter had already told her not to ask any questions and just wait to eat.

Lin Xi finished buying the ingredients for the spicy hot pot, and the large basket was already full, with no space left. Lin Guiying also bought the meat, and the two started walking back.

Finally, after squeezing out of the market entrance, I heard an old woman shouting, "Stop thief! Thief! He stole my money! Quick! Stop him!"

Lin Xi felt a gust of wind pass by her, and a dark shadow flashed by. A young man dressed in black with dyed yellow hair ran wildly forward, knocking over a vegetable stall.

She threw the basket down and chased after him.

Lin Guiying heard a loud crash and her granddaughter disappeared in a flash, which terrified her so much that her legs went weak...

Lin Xi exerted too much force, and soon her stamina couldn't keep up, and the distance between her and the man grew further and further.

"Xiao Yi, hurry... I can't outrun him, give me... give me something to eat..." She was about to explode.

"Host, Whirlwind Reed Grass, 100 Love Coins." Feeling something appear in her hand, she stopped, hurriedly stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it casually, swallowed it, and then headed straight for the dark figure.

Suddenly, it felt like her feet had grown wheels of fire, and she could only feel the people and scenery around her flashing by. She got closer and closer to the shadowy figure until she could see his figure clearly.

The blond-haired man in front felt a chill run down his spine. When he turned around, he saw that the little girl had actually caught up with him!

He sped up again, running as fast as he could, and Lin Xi was not to be outdone, her feet moving so fast they left afterimages. She felt as light as a swallow, almost flying.

Those around them felt as if something had passed by, but when they looked around, there was nothing there.

Lin Guiying was standing next to two large baskets, stamping her feet anxiously. A kind stall owner helped her call the police.

The old woman who had been robbed sat on the ground, looking dazed. Lin Guiying found her annoying and turned away, standing in a different direction. The old woman had lost her money, but Lin Guiying had lost her granddaughter!

Finally, Huang Mao ran out of energy and slowed down, and Lin Xi caught up with him in a few steps.

After taking a sip of the spinach juice, he kicked the blond-haired man to the ground, pinned him down, and tied his hands together with his scarf.

The blond-haired man glared at the young girl and said through gritted teeth, "You...are you sick in the head...? Ugh~ I didn't...didn't steal your money..."

"You're the one who's...you're the one who's sick...you have hands and feet...why are you robbing that old lady's money...?"

The two were so exhausted they could barely breathe.

After resting enough, Lin Xi grabbed her scarf and pulled Huang Mao back.

Not far away, the sirens of police cars came wailing, getting closer and closer. Huang Mao panicked and struggled to run away, but Lin Xi kicked him down again, sat directly on his back, and waited where she was.

"You brat! What did you eat to grow up like that? You run so fast and have so much strength."

"Eat grass."

The blond-haired man rolled his eyes and muttered curses under his breath. Lin Xi ignored him, searched his clothes, took out the money, and saw that there was actually a thousand!

Why would this old lady take so much money to the market?

Huang Mao looked at the red bills on the ground, feeling heartbroken. He had finally found a fat sheep, and it was all this brat's fault!