Wen Xueyi was truly exhausted. She was already weak, and after rushing all the way here, she hadn't had a proper rest. Not to mention Jiang Qiao, who had driven all the way here, it would be a lie to say the child wasn't tired.

"Okay, let's take a nap."

After arranging for the grandfather and grandson to rest, the elderly couple began to organize the things Jiang Qiao had brought.

"Oh my god, so much again. I'll sort some out in a bit, and you can give some to everyone. They've always taken good care of us."

Wen Songtao nodded. "You handle it. Tonight, invite everyone over for drinks. Later, let Jiang Qiao take charge of the cooking. You don't need to worry."

Zhou Yaru smiled and pointed at her old man, "You old man, have you been wanting to treat us for a while? Well, it's not always right to visit other people's homes. Now that our granddaughter is here, we have this opportunity. It's a pity that my cooking skills are never good enough. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Wen Songtao considerately said, "It's nothing. Even if we don't treat them to a meal, we'll give them gifts. We won't let them suffer any loss. I'm going out for a walk. I'll pick up some tea for the guys to drink. Let them try the tea that Qiao'er brought. It tastes much better than the wild tea they make themselves. You can tell this tea is special just by smelling it. Bye!"

Zhou Yaru shook her head helplessly, "This old man, it's just tea, why is he in such a hurry to go out and show it off?"

However, despite saying that, the old lady opened a package herself, put the tea leaves in a jar, brewed herself a cup of tea, and stopped tidying up. She sat under the shade of a tree, drinking tea and thinking of her son who was far away.

Before she knew it, the old lady had finished the whole pot of tea. She found it funny herself, as she had never drunk tea like that before.

"I must say, it's really delicious, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth. Where did this girl find such a good thing? It's a waste for this old man to take it away."

Wen Songtao went out for a stroll and received a lot of praise, mainly because the tea he brought was delicious. The old man wasn't stingy, so he left some for each family, and all the tea he took out was completely gone.

After finishing his tea, the old man strolled back with his hands behind his back, humming a little tune, but the smile on his face was impossible to hide.

"Hey, old woman, what are you doing?"

Zhou Yaru snorted, "You've been giving tea to others, but you won't even let me brew a pot for myself. Let me tell you, this tea really tastes good. I don't think I've ever had anything like it before. Where did Qiao'er get this? After drinking it, I feel so refreshed—"

Wen Songtao sat down next to his wife with a smile on his face. "The child gave it to you, so just drink it. Don't ask where it came from. I'll tell you, you can't buy it either."

This girl has her own methods for getting the child, no matter where she hasn't been. Just accept it and don't overthink it.

Let me tell you, those guys were so envious of me. They'd never tasted such good tea before. What kind of tea did I drink from them before? I never even dared to criticize them, and they all looked down on me for not knowing how to appreciate tea. This time, I'll let them know that we have good tea—”

Zhou Yaru shook her head. "You old man, why are you acting like a child? What are you comparing? What's there to compare? If those people knew who you were, would they still want to play with you?"

Keep showing off, but don't lose all your friends because of it.

Oh, right, hurry up and deliver the things to everyone, and while you're at it, tell them to come over for drinks tonight, I'll also go out and deliver some things—”

The elderly couple were busy outside for quite a while, while Jiang Qiao and Wen Xueyi were sound asleep.

The climate here is pleasant, and Jiang Qiao is able to get a good night's sleep. Zhou Yaru didn't want to wake her granddaughter, so she prepared in the kitchen so that she could cook whenever Jiang Qiao got up.

Upon hearing that his grandfather was going to invite people for drinks, Jiang Qiao shook his head helplessly, "You old man, what's the rush? We're not in a hurry to leave. Okay, I'll go to the river and catch a couple of fish to make a big dish."

Jiang Qiao packed her things and went out. Wen Songtao followed behind her. He usually only caught small fish. It wasn't that he didn't want to catch a big one, but he just hadn't managed to. He wanted to see how his granddaughter managed to do it.

Jiang Qiao took out the prepared fish bait from her bag and sprinkled it into the water. Soon, the fish around gathered around.

Jiang Qiao didn't use any fishing hooks, but just a silver needle. When she saw the big fish, she flicked it into the water, and the big fish floated to the surface belly up. Wen Songtao followed beside her to retrieve it.

Wen Songtao was envious. Everyone else had to use fishing nets, but his family was better off using silver needles. If you catch fish like that, what use are fishing nets?

Jiang Qiao just smiled and said, "Not everyone can do this. You need to reach a certain level of internal strength to fish like this. I don't fish often, just occasionally. You can eat this every day."

Wen Songtao gave a wry smile. "It's only because of you. Anyone else would have made a fortune from this. But it's good that you know when to stop. Enough, let's go home and cook."

The grandmother and granddaughter returned carrying three large fish. Zhou Yaru was puzzled. "Why so fast? It usually takes you so long to catch a single fish. What happened today? Oh, this is a real headache. Girl, did you do this?"

Jiang Qiao grinned and said, "My grandpa and I made this together. We worked together, so how about it? Is it enough to eat? You can all go out now, I'll take care of the kitchen."

Wen Songtao sat down in the courtyard and then told his wife and sister about Jiang Qiao's fishing process.

"Hehe, no wonder, that girl is formidable. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to teach the people in our nunnery such a lesson."

Jingwan has actually turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise. Finding her lost child shows she has real skill.

Wen Songtao gave a bitter smile. "I guess in my daughter's heart, she would rather her child not have this ability, she still wants to be there for her child as he grows up. There are too many regrets, and they can't be made up for now."

It was only in the years since Qiao'er fell ill that Jingwan was able to do what a mother should do; otherwise, she would have owed her child far too much.

Even I feel that no amount of money can make up for those ten-plus years. When our child needed us, her family, the most, we couldn't help her. We should be grateful that she didn't go astray growing up under those conditions.

Speaking of Jiang Qiao's childhood, Wen Xueyi sighed and lamented, "I really didn't expect that such an optimistic child would grow up in such a living environment."

Brother, compared to Qiao'er, I'm so much happier.

Wen Songtao sighed, "You only realize how happy you are now? You're still not content. You insist on becoming a monk. Do you really think that becoming a monk will solve everything?"

Little sister, I'm not trying to criticize you, but you never listened to anything I said back then. So many years have passed, so I'll share my thoughts.

The reason we built this temple for you was to give you some peace and quiet. You said you're the kind of person who's devoted to Buddhism? No, you just wanted to hide away and heal your wounds in peace by yourself. So many years have passed, and you still haven't let go of that.

Your temple, though it's supposedly for cultivating the mind and worshipping Buddha, you know in your heart that, putting aside everything else, of the people you've taken in, which one is truly a devout Buddhist? They're just forced by poverty, with no other way out; they're just banding together for mutual support.