Seeing his granddaughter's expression, Zhu Jiabao was speechless, but still explained, "Little girl, your little tricks are no match for us. China is full of talented people. Do you think people who have fought on the battlefield are blind?"

My granddaughter is very talented, but she lacks experience and is too innocent. She doesn't know how to hide her true feelings. If you observe carefully, you can find the clues. Others don't expose her because they respect her privacy, not because they are stupid.

Zhu Fanfan still didn't understand; she had clearly concealed it very well.

Zhu Jiabao had no intention of explaining. Could he really say that the ancestral records stated that only those who could cultivate divine consciousness could control space? Would that demonstrate his prowess? He also wanted to give his granddaughter a friendly reminder that this world is full of talented people, and that she should be careful.

Zhu Jiabao said, "It's getting late, we should rest. Are you sure you want a room to yourself?"

Zhu Fanfan nodded; she could be independent now.

Zhu Jiabao didn't press the issue, and instructed, "Call me if you're hungry at night, and I'll make you some formula. Call me if you're scared too; I'm a light sleeper, and I'll wake up if you call me. Your potty is right by the bed; you can't go out to use the toilet by yourself, understand? Do you know how to use a flashlight? If Grandpa hadn't shown you..."

As her grandfather explained the precautions one by one, Zhu Fanfan felt for the first time that her grandfather was quite long-winded. She nodded in agreement and made her promises. Only after her grandfather finished speaking did he let her go back to her room, tuck her in, turn off the light, and leave.

After her grandfather left, Zhu Fanfan went straight into the space. This space was quite strange; there was no night, and every day was daytime. Before going to sleep, she would patrol her own kingdom.

This time, she came in to harvest another crop. She hurried to harvest, but she didn't expect that her mental strength would be limited. The harvest was not as fast as when she was in the field. But as long as the grain did not fall to the ground, she had to do it no matter how difficult it was.

After a flurry of work, Zhu Fanfan's mental energy was completely depleted. She lay on the ground, unable to move, with a terrible headache. This was the first time she had encountered such a situation. Shouldn't it be more efficient to use her physical body?

After resting for an unknown amount of time, Zhu Fanfan finally recovered. She was pleasantly surprised to find that her mental strength had increased rapidly. She thought that if things continued like this, she might become a master in no time. She would be even more powerful when she grew up, and perhaps she would be invincible. Just thinking about it made her happy.

After the harvest, she went to the riverbank and saw that the seed she had thrown away had grown into a tree. Unfortunately, it was just a tree, bare and without a single leaf, with only a few branches.

What's more, this tree is particularly strange. Its roots are in the water and not touching the ground. The river water is alive and constantly flowing, but the tree doesn't move at all in the river, which she finds very strange.

Moreover, these little fish fry especially like to stay near the trees. Half a day has passed outside, and the little fish inside are already the size of a palm. The chicks and ducklings have also grown a bit. I wonder when they will grow big enough to eat.

Zhu Fanfan went to the place where she had planted the strange seeds before. These seeds were growing very slowly. After so much time, some had only grown to a dozen centimeters, while others had grown into trees over twenty meters tall. There was even one that looked a lot like chives. Unfortunately, she didn't recognize any of them and could only ask her when her grandmother came back.

Speaking of her grandmother, she missed her. She wondered if her grandmother had arrived at her destination yet. How could her body handle being so busy at her age?

To avoid thinking about her grandmother, she started working. The crops weren't ripe yet, but she could try to make flour and soybean oil. Her grandfather had reminded her during the day, but she felt he was trying to exploit her. After all, flour was made by grinding it in a machine, and she wasn't sure if her mental energy could be used like a machine.

Without hesitation, Zhu Fanfan took out some wheat and tried to crush it with his mental power. The wheat was broken down into small pieces, but the pieces were still too big and not as fine as flour. Undeterred, Zhu Fanfan crushed it again, and this time it became smaller. After crushing it again, it finally became fine. It seemed quite simple.

Zhu Fanfan's confidence soared, and she took out some more wheat flour to grind into powder. She also had quite a few bags of flour in her storage space, which her grandfather had given her.

After Fanfan shattered a lot of the items, she suddenly became extremely sleepy and kept yawning. It seemed that using her mental energy in her body consumed more energy than her consciousness in the space, so she had no choice but to go out and sleep. She would come back tomorrow when she was more energetic.

When Zhu Fanfan woke up, it was during the handover between her grandfather and Grandma Da Mei. She heard her grandfather say, "I don't know what's wrong with this child today, she's still not fully awake. When she wakes up, make her something to eat, don't let her go hungry, Fanfan is so delicate..."

Zhu Fanfan called out in dissatisfaction, "Grandpa—"

Don't ruin her reputation; she's just too tired.

Zhu Jiabao was relieved to hear that Zhu Fanfan was awake: "You stay with Grandma Damei today. I'll be back late tonight. If you're sleepy, go to sleep. I'll take you home when I get there."

Lin Damei grew impatient: "Alright, alright, just leave! Don't you trust me to take care of the kids? I've raised so many children, do you think I need you to teach them?"

Zhu Jiabao had no choice but to go to work. Lin Damei had become quite temperamental, and he couldn't afford to offend her, fearing she wouldn't let him take care of the child.

Yan Xiaoxiao brought the child over, greeted Zhu Jiabao, and was overjoyed to see Fanfan, reaching out to hug him.

Lin Damei stopped her, saying, "You can just hold the third child; aren't you afraid of dropping him?"

I don't know what Zhu Jiabao was thinking. Bringing the child over is one thing, but wrapping her in a towel and blanket, saying it's inconvenient to change her clothes since she's a girl and he was worried she'd be cold, so he just wrapped her up and brought her over. Is he out of his mind?

Yan Xiaoxiao entered the house disappointed. She put the child on the bed and said to Da Mei, "Mom, you watch the child and make sure he doesn't fall to the ground. I'll clean the house."

Lin Damei was unhappy: "I can still move! I finished this work a long time ago. You can't sit still. Can't you learn from Ye Shuhua and dress yourself up? Look at you, you are clearly several years younger than Ye Shuhua, but you look like her older sister."

This daughter-in-law is hardworking and sensible, and there's nothing wrong with her, but she doesn't care much about dressing up. She knows her son's temper all too well. He's working hard to climb the social ladder because of family matters, and one day he'll reach a high position. If he doesn't change then, the two of them will definitely have conflicts.

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't care and said, "Mom, I don't compare myself to others. I'm very content with what I have now. I have enough to eat and wear, and I have such a good mother and such a good family."

Lin Damei was disappointed in him. Times had changed. Back then, during the war, it was good enough to have enough to eat and wear. Everyone was patching their clothes and going hungry. But things were different now.