The purpose is simple, as long as there are enough ingredients and supplies, you can cook as much as you want, the more the better.

This led to Grandma Rong calling Rong Jingdong again and asking him to come over, saying that she was going back to the village, but she was still thinking about her children and wanted them to have a good New Year.

As a mother, I am an old lady from the countryside and I don’t have much skills, so I just prepared some food and things for them to eat and use during the New Year.

He didn't say to drive a truck over. It was early in the morning and people were rushing to work. If they saw it, the news would spread quickly. It would be too conspicuous and would easily bring trouble to his own child. So he asked Rong Jingdong to come and take a look first, and then take it away quietly and stealthily after dark.

Rong Qingqi got up early purely because her grandmother gave her some drawings and various materials. She couldn't just give them to the country. It would be too troublesome to explain, and she also had to explore other fields.

After much consideration, I decided to hand over some of the weapon blueprints that could be used by the army under my uncle's jurisdiction to him. It would give him enough power, wouldn't be too troublesome, and could also bring some merit to my uncle. The most important thing is that once it is in my uncle's hands, it would be equivalent to truly benefiting the country.

As for grandma, she went to the kitchen as usual to prepare food. Before leaving, Rong Qing grabbed her arm and handed her the box containing the Wood Spirit Pearl containing the power of life:

"Grandma, you must keep these two. When Grandpa comes back, you can take them with you. They can truly make you young again and make up for the years you have lost."

Rong Qing knew that even the most incredible treasures would be acceptable to her grandmother. As expected, her eyes were filled with anticipation and longing. With trembling hands, she took the two small boxes and held them up like treasures. Then, she embraced her in her warm arms filled with the fragrance of orchids.

"You are such a good baby. I love you so much. Honey, why don't you take a nap for a while? I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

Rong Qing stayed obediently in her grandmother's arms. In the world, only this small embrace was her safest harbor. She shook her head:

"I want to accompany you. Oh, grandma, I almost forgot."