Mrs. Xu spoke up too. "That’s right, Ani. Remember to keep secrets safe. Don’t shout them out like that."
In her heart, she thought about going home to discuss it with her husband. Maybe they should secretly hire bodyguards for Zhu Yanyi. Her little disciple caused too much trouble. Also, people above were already watching Zhu Yanyi. To keep the child safe, secret protection was necessary.
Zhu Yanyi nodded beside them. "I know. I didn’t tell outsiders. I only told you. You are my masters and grandparents. Who else would I tell? Oh, right, Grandpa Chun. I forgot to tell you earlier. I found an internal martial arts manual. I tried it, and it works well. I’ll bring it tomorrow. You can check it. If it’s good, let the senior brothers practice. If you can change it for soldiers, please teach them too."
Zhu Yanyi always liked soldiers very much.
Old Chun looked at Zhu Yanyi and nodded. She smiled widely. This was the little disciple’s kindness. "Okay. Bring it tomorrow."
If it helped the country and people, Old Chun was happy to accept it.
"Is there anything else?" Mrs. Chang asked curiously.
"Yes," Zhu Yanyi answered without thinking. "I had to carry dried fish, meat, and chicken today. I couldn’t carry books, so I left them. Actually, I brought many books. Every grandparent has a share. I remember there is a book called Nuwa Embroidery and another called Shennong Plant Collection. Grandma Li and Grandpa Zhang will find them useful. I’ll bring them tomorrow. We can look at them together. Tomorrow is Sunday. You don’t work, right?"
Actually, those books came from the Ruyi Space. Zhu Yanyi saw they were very useful for people in China now. So she copied them out. The originals stayed in the Ruyi Space.
"My place is big. Come to my house tomorrow," Old Yao said. His place grew herbs, so guards protected it. It was safe and spacious.
"Okay. Let’s go to Old Yao’s tomorrow," Old Zhan decided immediately. If Zhu Yanyi really brought so many books, they needed a big space.
Zhu Yanyi checked the time. "The Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup is ready. I’ll get it. You start eating."
Zhu Yanyi went to the kitchen. Soon, she carried out a large jar. She opened it. A rich smell filled the air.
"Smelling this makes me miss that old bald monk, Wisdom. I wonder how he is in Tibet," Old Zhan said. His voice showed deep missing.
They had lived together in Sicheng Town during hard times. Now separated, they naturally missed each other.
"He sent a telegram last time. He said there would be action there. He would help the local government solve the tension. Counting the days, he should send another telegram in two days," Old Zhan said directly. "That old bald monk. Why go to Tibet? I don’t know what to say about him."
Mrs. Chang said, "It’s normal. You guys are together. Maybe he thinks you are bored. You are old, yet still causing trouble in the capital."
Everyone was speechless.
Zhu Yanyi saw this and felt happy. It had been five years. Finally, she met her grandparents again. Although Master Wisdom was missing, she was still very happy to gather like this.