Xiao Xingyu smiled friendly and sighed, "I do want to, but it seems that it is destined to be impossible now."

Wang Wenlong opened his mouth and was about to speak again when Zhang Moyan's voice sounded calmly, "The Chen, Xiao, Geng, and Wang families were all famous porcelain families in the past. Why is it that only the Xiao family has become the mainstay of the Northern Song Dynasty celadon tradition? What exactly is the difference between the Xiao family and the other three families?"

"What's the difference?" Wang Zhongguo asked impatiently.

Xiao Xingyu brought a chair for Zhang Moyan to sit on, and he put his hands on the back of the chair with an obedient and attentive look, as if silently declaring his sovereignty and showing off his wife.

Zhang Moyan gave him a knowing smile, and then her expression returned to seriousness, as if she was always as hard as ice towards everyone, and Xiao Xingyu was the only special person who could make her treat him gently.

This special thing really made Xiao Xingyu feel warm in his heart, and it was no wonder that he was so fascinated by her.

"The Xiao family excels over their peers, I believe, because they pay attention to scale in their research and development," Zhang Moyan said thoughtfully. "Scale is an important way of thinking. It measures what can be done, what cannot be done, and the extent to which things that can be done can be done. This restriction has prevented them from acting recklessly for nearly a thousand years. That's why they didn't try to get the skin of a tiger like Chen Guanfu, didn't shift their focus like the Geng family, and didn't leave the porcelain industry like your Wang family. So today, we still have to think about scale when doing things. Although we admire the plum vase and want to obtain it, there are some things that cannot be crossed."

Zhang Moyan's words were plain, but when they reached people's hearts, they were indescribably enlightening.

Xiao Xingyu was deeply shocked. Growing up in the Xiao family, he had never grasped such a truth, yet Zhang Moyan had hit the nail on the head. Was this something she had realized by comparing it to the Chen family's current situation? He didn't know. Perhaps those who had seen through life and death could see the essence of things more clearly.

"Moyan," Xiao Xingyu gently stroked Zhang Moyan's hair, feeling overwhelmed for a moment. Finally, he simply said, "Well said. I'm proud of you! Don't worry, I'm here. No matter what Captain Wang calls for punishment today, we'll shoulder the responsibility together."

The two exchanged trusting glances and looked at Wang Wenlong with full preparedness. Unexpectedly, Wang Wenlong, who should have been furious, suddenly clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "That's great, that's great, nephew and niece, congratulations on passing the test! Aunt Haha, you should be relieved about these two young people now!"

Zhang Moyan and Xiao Xingyu were both completely bewildered. Wang Wenlong happily moved to the opposite white wall and pulled out a cell phone from the chest pocket of a hanging uniform. He switched the camera with a flick of his finger and shouted into the video on the phone screen, "Did you see what happened just now? Did you hear what they said? Don't worry, I checked and the two children are fine. Come over and meet them!"