For the next few days, the front page headlines were almost entirely about Yanshen Shipbuilding's name change.

It's less a name change and more a sale of the entire business to the state.

When Grandma Lan saw the news in the newspaper, she nodded, took off her reading glasses, and looked at the azure sea.

She sat on the stone stool by the door, looking out at the boundless sea.

Grandpa He and Grandpa Lu went fishing with their bags, leaving only Grandma Lu and her at home.

"My dear in-law, you won't need to go back to Beijing for meetings so often anymore; they'll have to come here," Grandma Lu said with a smile after finishing the newspaper, her crow's feet deepening a bit.

Grandma Lan nodded, fanning herself with a palm leaf fan, her eyes sparkling.

She could tell when Lu Yunshen founded this shipping company.

He never intended to run the business indefinitely; rather, he planned ahead.

As for who you want to attract?

Grandma Lan's eyes deepened; perhaps she had finally gotten what she wanted.

"Yun Shen isn't short of money right now, is he? Otherwise, why would he suddenly want to sell this company when it's doing so well?" Grandma Lu asked suspiciously.

She didn't concern herself with her grandson's affairs, but the people in the compound were very interested and would occasionally leak information about him.

Including the previous lawsuit with Maiwei, there were all sorts of things said.

Later, when the business flourished, those people couldn't find fault with it and started gossiping about Yun Shen's marriage partner.

Grandma Lu never joined them in idle chatter, but these words always reached her ears through the nanny.

Now that she and the old man are both staying away, the gossip in the courtyard has been stopped.

"The child has his own plans, and we can't help him anymore. As long as we don't cause trouble, that's fine," Grandma Lan said softly.

This is also why she doesn't want to stay in Beijing.

Anyone with even a slight connection to her would try to get her to take them as apprentices, and if she refused, they would likely become her enemies.

The Lu family and the Chen family are examples of this.

Old Master Chen is a man of deep thoughts. He wants to forge a connection between the Lu family and the Chen family. Since a marriage alliance has failed, he wants to start with her.

He needs to have some connections so that he can find someone to cover for him if something goes wrong.

Grandma Lan had seen through Grandpa Chen's thoughts long ago, which is why she immediately refused to take him on as a disciple.

"You're more insightful. Look at the generation of Lao Lu, not many of them could resist temptation. They survived the hail of bullets, but in the end, they fell for worldly things." Grandma Lu sighed softly.

We were all old friends, but few of us ended up with a peaceful death.

Those who retire early not only gain a good reputation but also enjoy their later years in peace.

Let the children earn their own future; interference from elders will only encourage bad habits.

"Life is inseparable from mundane things, and human nature is the most difficult to fathom. If you can't even understand or control yourself, how can you expect others to?" Grandma Lan's cloudy eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

Knowing when to advance and when to retreat is the key to self-preservation.

The Lu family cannot climb any higher, or they will face dire consequences.

Lu Yunshen's accident at sea was just a warning; later, his uncle almost died as well.

Grandma Lu glanced at her and smiled, "I didn't expect that after living here for so long, you'd be able to see through things."

Grandma Lan waved her hand, "When it comes to seeing through things, none of us are as insightful as Granny Lin."

"He is talented and virtuous, but he never shows it off. He would rather live his life in seclusion than get involved in outside affairs."

Grandma Lin sneezed several times at home and muttered many auspicious words before she finally calmed down.

The twins woke up early, played for a while, and then fell asleep again.

As the weather gets hotter, I sleep soundly on the bamboo mat, my skin rosy and glowing.

"Grandma, aren't you going to the vegetable garden today?" Lin Ziyan was able to go downstairs by herself now. The cast had finally been removed, and she immediately took a refreshing shower.

My hair was half dry at this point, so I let it dry completely in the sun. It wasn't too hot.

Lu Yunshen was going to the shipping company for a handover today, so he left very early.

"It rained last night, so we don't need to go." Grandma was cooking rice flour paste, and the air was filled with the aroma of rice flour.

In a small pot, once the water boils, add rice flour and stir constantly until it quickly becomes a rice paste.

It's sticky, but it can be used for a while after it cools down.

Grandma still cuts paper every day, makes paper clothes, and cuts out patterns.

Sincerity brings results, this is a phrase that my grandmother always says.

She took most of these things to the temple to burn, saying it was to pray for her family's well-being.

As long as we live in this world, we need some thoughts and some hopes.

Lin Ziyan rested her chin on her hand and watched her operate the equipment skillfully, and her agitated heart gradually calmed down.

No matter how the Lin family changed, Ah Tai's life seemed to remain the same as before.

She always had a clear sense of what to do.

"Aren't you going to do your work?" Grandma looked at her granddaughter's hand, which had already had its cast removed. Apart from being a little thinner, it hadn't changed much.

Her gaze fell on the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist; their color had faded, and they were probably just ordinary beads now.

Grandma took her Buddhist prayer beads, saying, "Let's take turns wearing them."

Lin Ziyan was stunned for a few seconds, and before she could react, the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist had already been slid off by Atai and replaced with another string.

She didn't feel anything was different, nor did she care.

"Grandma, I'm just lying around at home all day. I don't want to go to work anymore," Lin Ziyan said jokingly.

Lin Atai glared at her, "You'd better stay put, trying to coax me won't work."

Doesn't she understand this granddaughter? She can't stop making a fuss even for a day.

The longest I rested was during my postpartum period, when my complexion became rosy and healthy.

She went back to work immediately after giving birth, running around everywhere without a break.

Lin Ziyan touched the tip of her nose; she'd been found out. Keeping her at home for a hundred days would be the death of her.

Grandma didn't say anything, but simply told him to have his secretary deliver all the work to his home.

"You have a leg injury, and you also have a brain injury."

"Using your brain counts as work, so I'll stay home for a month."

Lin Ziyan slumped her shoulders and nodded.

Lu Yunshen knew that his grandmother could control her, which is why he had been avoiding the topic.

"Grandma, are you nagging about me, your dutiful secretary?" The chubby girl strode into the courtyard from the front gate.

She was dressed in a business suit, looking every bit the powerful businesswoman.

She even cut her hair short to practice boxing.

Now with short hair and straightened to be fashionable, she looks even more like a career woman.

Lin Atai: "Isn't that you I was talking about?"

“Our Pearl is getting more and more beautiful. She’s gained weight where she should and lost weight where she should. Ade must be having trouble keeping an eye on her now, right?”

"Look at Ah Yan, she's as thin as a bean sprout."

Lin Ziyan, "..."

The chubby girl burst out laughing. Grandpa is getting more and more mischievous these days.

Lin Atai smiled and nodded, looking at the chubby girl's outfit with satisfaction. She looked like a well-bred young lady who had returned from studying abroad, and her hair also looked quite rare.

Seeing Ah Tai's expression, Lin Ziyan couldn't help but tease her, "Why don't I get the same short haircut too?"

"Your face shape doesn't suit you, you're too thin," Grandma Lin said, giving her granddaughter a reproachful look.

"But wearing these clothes, the two of you standing together look like sisters."

Fatty and Lin Ziyan exchanged a smile, not in a hurry to talk about work, and instead chatted with Grandma.

Grandma Lin would occasionally respond with a few words, and would retort to the two of them with a few words, like a mischievous old lady.

The little birds chirped and chattered on the treetops, as if they wanted to join in, but couldn't get a word in edgewise, and could only watch anxiously.