As Wei Mo left, Grandpa Yu and Grandma Yu pretended to be angry and said to Qian Manman:

"Manman, how long has it been since you paid attention to your godmother and me? You didn't even notice that our wrinkles have become less."

Because of Wei Mo's forced explanation, Old Master Yu pretended to be a little angry, but only to cover for Wei Mo.

Just as Qian Manman was feeling awkward, Wei Mo jogged back with several bottles of skincare products. He sat down at the table and began explaining to everyone.

Qian Manman, Li Xiuxiu, and Wang Zhenhua all stared wide-eyed at the skincare set, unable to look away.

Even Zhou Fen, who had just joined the family, was the same. Wei Xiaomin, standing nearby, happily said to Wei Mo:

"Little brother, little brother, what about mine? I want this one too, it smells so good." Wei Xiaohui sat next to him, not saying a word, but her eyes were also focused on the skincare products.

Looking at the family, apart from himself and the old man, everyone else was in the same state, so Wei Mo had no choice but to buy some more from his spatial storage.

Then he addressed the crowd and said:

"Yes, yes, I've got this. I've put it next to the washbasin. Anyone who wants to use it can use it. If we run out, I'll try to get some more."

Everyone was delighted to hear this, and at that moment, Old Master Yu changed the subject.

"Alright, alright, let's eat. Look at all of you."

Grandma Yu, who was standing nearby, was also trying to shift the focus of the conversation.

"That's right, hurry up and eat. We still have a lot to do after we finish eating. Xiaohui, Xiaomin, and Xiaoweimo are going to school soon, and we need to prepare their schoolbags."

"In a little while, I'll have your godfather go to the county to buy two pieces of cloth. When he comes back, we'll make some nice schoolbags for the three of them, and also buy some paper and pens. Our family wants to become a family of scholars in the future!"

After the family had a pleasant meal, Grandpa Yu was about to go to town to buy some cloth when Wei Mo stopped him. Grandpa Yu looked at his precious grandson with a puzzled expression, and the grandson slowly spoke:

"What's wrong, grandson? Are you going too? Then come with me."

After the old man finished speaking, he tried to pick up Wei Mo, but Wei Mo dodged him. After thinking for a moment, Wei Mo said to the old man:

"Master, you don't actually need to buy any. There are some ready-made ones. The schoolbag was given to me by the Dragon King. Before I told him I was going to school, he prepared schoolbags for both my sister and me. And they are very beautiful."

After Wei Mo finished speaking, he pulled the old man into his room and then bought three of the most ordinary backpacks from the trading mall.

He took it out of his spatial storage and put the schoolbag on the kang (a heated brick bed). The old man witnessed the Dragon King's abilities once again, and he quickly bowed in the direction of the Dragon King Temple.

Grandpa Yu also believed in Wang Zhenhua's tradition and began to worship the Dragon King. After bowing in the direction of the Dragon King Temple, Grandpa Yu examined three schoolbags that he had never seen before.

After examining it for a moment, his eyes widened in disbelief:

"This...this schoolbag...this schoolbag is too good."

Grandpa Yu spoke haltingly, almost stuttering, mainly because the backpacks were of such high quality and all had zippers.

Grandpa Yu had never seen anything like this before. Seeing the schoolbags in front of him, he completely abandoned his plan to buy cloth to make schoolbags for his three children.

He cautiously inquired of Wei Mo:

"Grandson, how much does this schoolbag cost? How much gold do we need to donate to the Dragon King?"

Upon hearing Old Master Yu's question, Wei Mo quickly shook his head and said to Old Master Yu:

"Grandpa, this was given to us by the Dragon King. The Dragon King doesn't usually want gold, but I occasionally have to offer some to him."

“The Dragon King never asked for anything on his own initiative. He just told me that he needed gold, so I collected some for him.”

Only after hearing Wei Mo's words did Grandpa Yu feel completely relieved. He thought of Li Taiping, who often dealt with Wei Mo, and realized that Wei Mo's gold might have come from him.

Grandpa Yu felt he had seen through everything, and he said to Wei Mo with satisfaction: His grandson could communicate with the Dragon King, obtain items, and then trade them. Li Taiping then exchanged them for gold.

“Grandson, is Li Taiping your business partner? Is he helping you sell things? Your Uncle Sanpang is doing the same thing now, helping you sell things too.”

Wei Mo didn't expect the old man to have figured this out, but he didn't deny it. He nodded to the old man.

With a smiling face, pretending to be a child:

"Yes, Grandpa, otherwise where would I get gold for the Dragon King? I just give the things to Brother Taiping and ask him to sell them for me. He will exchange the sold items for gold and then give it to me."

Upon hearing this, the old man couldn't help but feel worried and said to his beloved grandson:

"Don't get involved in any transactions from now on. Just leave them to me. You're too young. You'll understand when you're older."

Wei Mo shook his head, understanding that the old man meant well for him.

"Grandpa, don't worry, there won't be any problems. We've been trading for a long time, and Li Taiping is a really good person. He's had two incidents, but he's never brought them to our home."

"Grandpa, if possible, let's help him out behind the scenes. He's having a tough time right now, supporting Aunt Chunhua's family and building a house. He really needs money right now."

Grandpa Yu hadn't expected Wei Mo to see things so clearly. He sighed softly and then said to Wei Mo:

"Then be more careful when you trade in the future, and tell me immediately if anything happens, okay?"

Looking at his master who cared so much about him, Wei Mo nodded obediently and said:

"I understand, Grandpa. Don't worry."

After they finished speaking, Wei Mo and the old man walked out of Wei Mo's room and went to the old man's room.

Grandma Yu saw her husband and, upon returning home, immediately asked:

“Why are you back so soon? Why didn’t you go to buy fabric? I’m waiting to make a schoolbag for my grandson.”

The old man helplessly shrugged and lowered his voice to say to Grandma Yu:

"What else is there to buy? Your precious grandson already has a backpack that the Dragon King gave him. I've never even seen one before. It's so beautiful it's unbelievable. Even Xiaomin and Xiaohui have their own. There's no need for us to make one."

Upon hearing this, Grandma Yu quickly left her room and went to check on Wei Mo's room. There, she saw three incredibly beautiful schoolbags laid out on Wei Mo's kang (a heated brick bed).

After examining it carefully, she realized that even if she made it herself, she couldn't possibly make a backpack like that.

After checking the schoolbag, Grandma Yu returned to her room. She praised the girl, saying:

"My grandson is really capable; he actually managed to communicate with the Dragon King. This is an immense blessing for our family."

Hearing Grandma Yu's praise, Wei Mo lowered his head shyly.

After chatting with Grandma Yu and Grandpa Yu for a while and confirming that the pill had no side effects, Wei Mo felt relieved and returned to his room.

Looking at the trading market and the last remaining currency, he felt sad again. The trading market had so many good things that Wei Mo envied.

Therefore, Wei Mo planned to have Li Taiping and Li Sanpang increase their trading volume and earn more money to prepare for unforeseen circumstances.