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

Fu Wenyuan led Lin Xi up to the third floor with a smug look on his face.

Inside were rows of glass display cases.

The display cases contain various ancient books and original manuscripts that exude a rustic charm.

Its long history can be seen from its tattered and yellowed cover.

Some even consist of only half a sheet of paper, on which classical Chinese texts are written with a brush.

The innermost display case contained rows of ancient bamboo slips.

She couldn't understand a single one of those complicated characters!

My God, is this something an ordinary person could get their hands on?

Is her master that awesome?

Looking up, the walls were covered with precious calligraphy and paintings.

There are even genuine works by Wang Xizhi.

Wow, is this something I can see for free? ...

Since going upstairs, Lin Xi's mouth hasn't closed.

This is comparable to a museum!

"Xiaoxi, you can choose one as a gift from your teacher."

Lin Xi shook her head repeatedly.

"No, no, no, you should keep such a good item here and preserve it properly. It would be too wasteful for me to do it."

Fu Wenyuan glared at him.

"What are you saying? My apprentice deserves the best."

Besides, your fellow disciples each chose one, so you can't be left behind.

Lin Xi was very touched, but still waved her hand and said, "Never mind, Master, my family doesn't have the right conditions to preserve them."

This is a cultural relic, and it needs to be passed down from generation to generation.

If I break it, I'll be a sinner.

Moreover, good things don't necessarily require possession; just looking at them is a joy.

Fu Wenyuan genuinely felt that his youngest apprentice had an excellent character.

He could tell how much she liked it; her eyes were shining, yet he had no intention of possessing her whatsoever.

Although Lin Xi liked it very much, she felt guilty just touching it, let alone taking it home. The second floor was more suitable for her.

"Master, I'd like to go up to the second floor."

"Okay, okay, just treat this place as your own home, do whatever you want."

Lin Xi returned to the second floor and randomly chose a room.

Once inside, my gaze swept over the spines of the books one by one.

These books? She hadn't read any of them?

Where did the master get it from?

And this book, wasn't it destroyed?

She took out a book and sat down on the floor to read it.

They quickly got into it.

They completely forgot about their master.

Seeing that his little apprentice was watching intently, Fu Wenyuan didn't disturb her and quietly went downstairs.

Downstairs, Lin Guiying and Wu Jingshu were having a pleasant conversation.

The usually elegant old lady was amused and laughed heartily repeatedly today.

Fu Wenyuan hadn't seen his wife so happy in a long time.

"What are you talking about? You seem to be having a lot of fun."

Wu Jingshu smiled and said, "Talking about your little apprentice, he's really quite capable."

He was clearly a genius, but he kept it a secret from his family.

Seeing that Fu Wenyuan was interested, Lin Guiying told him that her granddaughter was being tutored by Lin Jing. She had always thought that Lin Jing was tutoring Xiao Xi. In the end, when the other party came to thank her, they were completely unaware of what had happened and were scolded by Lin Jing's grandmother.

Lin Guojun said that everyone in the village knew that his granddaughter was on TV, except for his own family. He was even wandering around the streets picking up trash at the time.

Lin Dayuan then recounted how his daughter tricked him into setting up a stall to sell spicy hot pot.

As a result, nothing happened to me, but my child became hoarse from exhaustion on the third day. Before he even showed up, the customers panicked.

Lin Guojun then added about how he was disliked by customers because he was illiterate.

Mr. and Mrs. Fu Wenyuan, along with Li Kefan and the others, listened with great interest.

They were amused by the Lin family's simple and honest way of speaking and burst into laughter.

This family is very positive and optimistic, and they make the most of their hard-working but busy lives.

But after a moment's reflection, I realized how difficult it was for Lin Xi, who had supported her family at such a young age.

They also learned that this little girl not only wrote well, but also excelled in her studies.

He skipped two grades and will be in sixth grade in a few days.

Fu Wenyuan had only just learned of these things, and he once again marveled at how good his apprentice had been.

Gu Zheng and his fellow disciples also developed more complex feelings towards their junior sister, including jealousy, pity, and affection.

They were all born with a silver spoon in their mouths, and their families were all better off than the last.

The junior sister had to help her family set up a stall in the cold winter, selling food for only two yuan a bowl. It's heartbreaking to think about.

Although the junior sister's life was tough, it was clear that the Lin family loved her dearly.

The group of people, whose social classes differed greatly, chatted happily like old friends.

The Lin family has a special quality: they are warm, kind, simple, and honest.

Most importantly, it's about being genuine and unpretentious.

They neither concealed their poverty nor their pride in their children.

There are no people more open and honest than them.

Gu Zheng and the others liked the Lin family very much and even made an appointment to visit them the next day for a hot pot stew.

Lin Guiying beamed with joy, unable to hide her happiness.

Wu Jingshu glanced at Fu Wenyuan and said, "Why don't we go too? You've already eaten, but I haven't."

The master and his disciples stared wide-eyed. Their master's wife was actually going out?

Wu Jingshu prefers quiet and rarely goes out.

They had no appetite whatsoever.

His only hobbies are writing and reading.

She is a renowned calligrapher.

But people have only heard her name, and have never seen her in person.

Lin Guiying answered directly for Fu Wenyuan: "Of course you two old folks have to come too!"

"Oh dear, you have no idea, your husband ate the most; he almost spilled the bowl!"

After hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

Even the chefs who were eavesdropping in the kitchen burst out laughing.

This old lady is so interesting; listening to her talk makes even the chores feel less tiring.

Lin Xi, unaware that her family had already become close with her master and the others, was still quietly reading upstairs.

When the food was ready, Gu Zheng came up to call her to eat.

"Hey, kid, time to eat!"

Lin Xi didn't even look up. "Okay, I got it. I'll be down in a bit."

Even after everyone was seated, Lin Xi still hadn't come down.

"You brat, did you call your junior sister for dinner or not?"

"Master, I called her, and she said she'd be down in a bit."

"Go and call them again!"

Gu Zheng reluctantly ran upstairs.

Seeing that Lin Xi was still reading, he snatched the book away and said irritably, "Didn't I tell you it was time to eat? Hurry up and come downstairs."

Lin Xi snatched the book.

After tidying up the book covers and putting them back in their places, he said, "Senior brother, do you have bipolar disorder?"

Gu Zheng turned his head, his brows furrowed. "Little brat, who are you talking about? Are you saying I'm short-tempered?"

"You're quite self-aware. Getting angry all the time is bad for your kidneys. You should be quieter."

The tone was like an adult coaxing a naughty child.

"How dare you speak to your senior brother like that? This is disrespectful!"

"How dare you speak to your junior sister like that? That's disrespectful to your elders!"

……

The two of them went downstairs arguing.

Before I even saw them, I heard the two of them arguing.

Li Kefan unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth.

Fu Wenyuan said embarrassedly, "Hehe, my disciple is good in every way, except for his mouth."

Lin Guiying waved her hand dismissively, "Hey, it's alright, just watch, he can't out-argue Xiaoxi."

No one expected Grandma Lin to say that. They were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

Other parents either politely say it's nothing or they're confrontational.

This one, however, was different; he seemed to be watching the spectacle with amusement.

Lin Xi consciously sat down next to her master, with Wu Jingshu on the other side.

Gu Zheng objected again, "Why are you sitting there? That's my seat."

He had always sat next to his master before.

“I’ve already sat down, what should I do? I’ve only ever given up my seat to the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled.”

Gu Zheng sat down next to Wang Yizhi, fuming, and muttered, "I'm not an old, weak, sick, or disabled person."

As the group watched the commotion, Lin Guiying gave them a meaningful look.

See? I told you my little Xi wouldn't let herself be taken advantage of.

Wu Jingshu chuckled to herself and said, "Let's eat!"