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

Just as Li Kefan sat down, an elderly woman dressed in Chinese clothing came down from upstairs.

He quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

Good morning, Madam.

"Hey, hey, it's been so long! What brings you here today?"

Unlike Fu Wenyuan's irritability, the old woman was elegant and easygoing, and was pleasantly surprised to see Li Kefan.

I stepped forward and shook his cold hand.

"It's cold here, why don't you wear more clothes?"

"It's alright, Madam. I took a taxi straight here after I got off the plane. I haven't been outside much."

"Oh dear, he's such a big young man, he won't get cold."

Fu Wenyuan poured himself a glass of baijiu and downed it in one gulp.

Li Kefan frowned. "Master's wife, what's wrong with Master?"

Although my master loves to drink, he never drinks excessively; he only drinks a glass when he can't sleep at night.

Wu Jingshu shook her head with amusement, "Him..."

Seeing his wife about to speak, Fu Wenyuan quickly interrupted, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I just wanted to drink it during the day, is that wrong? What could possibly happen to me?"

He kept winking at his wife as he spoke.

If his apprentice finds out about this, where will he put his face?

Li Kefan could naturally see through such an obvious attempt to cover up the truth.

But his master didn't want to tell him, so he didn't ask any more questions.

It's probably not a big deal.

Wu Jingshu pulled him down to sit. "Never mind him, let's talk about you. What are you doing here in this freezing weather?"

“I haven’t seen you two since my master retired over a year ago. I’m here to stay a few more days, spend some time with you, and take care of some business.”

"Coming here on official business? It seems like there aren't many well-known associations or writers in Danbei."

"It's quite strange, Xin Xin has discovered a new young author, a nine-year-old girl. Her writing is extremely mature, and her personality seems... quite unique. Xin Xin speaks highly of her, so I'd like to get to know her."

Fu Wenyuan coughed a few times.

Wu Jingshu glanced at the old man and then asked, "Only nine years old? What's your name?"

"Lin Xi".

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fu Wenyuan, who was standing to the side, coughed up a mouthful of wine.

Li Kefan quickly handed a piece of paper to the teacher. The situation was obvious; the teacher definitely knew Lin Xi.

He casually wiped the table and said, "Xin Xin signed a contract with her for 800 yuan per thousand words. When she came back, she told me that the price was too low and even claimed that she would not lose money even if she gave shares to this little girl."

You two know my sister's personality well. I'm just curious, what's so special about Lin Xi that makes this stingy miser willingly spend so much money?

The two elderly people remained silent, and Li Kefan continued, "I heard that her home is in Lotus Town. I'll go see her tomorrow, Master. What do you think?"

The old man retorted angrily, "What do you mean, 'what'? What does that have to do with me?"

Li Kefan asked meaningfully, "Are you sure it's okay?"

"Ahem, of course not."

It's alright for now, since they haven't come to formally become my apprentices yet.

Wu Jingshu wanted to say something, but Fu Wenyuan glared at her and then fell silent.

Li Kefan watched as the two elderly people engaged in a silent legal battle, pretending not to know anything.

The master won't tell me, but he'll ask the girl tomorrow.

The next morning, Fu Wenyuan got into the car with him.

"Master, where are you going?"

"I'll go and see for myself."

We already knew each other, so the master is just putting on an act, quite convincingly.

Let's see how he acts next.

After a long and winding drive, we finally arrived at Lin Xi's house.

Li Kefan knocked on the door, and Fu Wenyuan straightened his clothes.

Liu Yu opened the door.

He happened to be shoveling snow in the yard when he opened the gate and saw a young man in a suit and a familiar-looking old man.

That bird's nest-like hairstyle immediately reminded him of the wicked old man in the bookstore who dragged his sister to recognize him as his master.

His eyes widened, and he angrily placed the broom across the doorway.

"Old man, what are you doing here? You've come here to scam people at home, haven't you? Tell me, how did you get the address!"

"It's you? Where's the girl?"

"What do you want? The adults are all here. Don't try to fool my sister!"

Li Kefan knew that his master must know Lin Xi, but he didn't expect that's how they met, which left him with the impression of being a liar.

"Little friend, I am Li Kefan, the editor-in-chief of Youth Novel Illustration. My sister is Li Xinxin. She visited your home some time ago."

Liu Yu immediately smiled and put down the broom in his hand. "Brother, please come in."

So he's the brother of the God of Wealth!

"Wait a minute, this is my master. Can we go in together? He's not a fraudster. There must be some misunderstanding between you."

Liu Yu stared at the old man in disbelief, looking him up and down several times.

I just can't understand how this slovenly old man and the neatly dressed, handsome young man ended up together.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Fu Wenyuan frowned in displeasure.

He just doesn't like to dress up; he's always clean.

This wasn't the first time Li Kefan had encountered something like this. He explained, "Little friend, he is indeed my master, but he's a bit unconventional."

Liu Yu thought the man seemed reliable, so he trusted him and said, "Alright, come in."

Lin Guiying and Lin Xi are making pickled vegetables in the kitchen.

School is about to start, so let's prepare more for the teachers.

"Little sister, Grandma Lin, we have guests!"

The two looked up at the same time. Lin Guiying looked puzzled. Why was it someone she didn't recognize again?

Lin Xi's eyes widened. "Master?!"

God!

She said she forgot something, that she forgot about her cheap driver!

Fu Wenyuan snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Lin Xi threw down the kitchen knife, jumped up, and ran over to hug her master's leg.

"Master, I was wrong, please forgive me. I've been so busy lately, really, Master..."

Li Kefan watched this dramatic scene, his perpetually icy face filled with surprise, confusion, and bewilderment.

Lin Xi is actually my junior sister?

When was it received?

Why didn't your master tell him?

The old man pouted and remained silent.

Lin Xi kept rambling on and on as she dragged the old man into the bedroom.

Find the drafts you recently wrote and show them to Fu Wenyuan one by one.

"Look, Master, look! I wrote over a hundred articles during this holiday. I signed a contract with someone, and I can't not finish them, or I'll lose money."

"Master, I was planning to go tomorrow, but I didn't expect you to come directly..."

When Fu Wenyuan saw the little girl, half of his anger actually dissipated.

He never imagined his apprentice would be living such a hard life.

Her fair, delicate hands were gripping a large, heavy knife as she vigorously chopped the vegetables.

Then I heard my disciple calling me "Master" repeatedly and sincerely apologizing.

The other half's anger subsided.

Seeing Lin Xi's work now, all I felt was joy.

This is really well written! Wait, this one's good too...

When Lin Guiying heard her granddaughter call her "master," she slapped her thigh in amazement.

It turns out I had forgotten about it.

Looking at the handsome young man, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you... the son of my granddaughter's master?"

Li Kefan said with a smile, "Auntie, I am his apprentice and also Li Xinxin's brother. Now I should be your granddaughter's senior brother."

"Oh! Xin Xin's brother! Please sit down, please sit down. I was wondering why you looked familiar. Xin Xin is a good girl..."

Lin Guiying was good at grasping the key points; she only remembered that the boy was the brother of the God of Wealth.

He immediately flashed an incredibly warm smile and started chatting with Li Kefan.

Most of the comments were about how good Xin Xin was, including how much she could eat.