The old man was holding his granddaughter and taking apart the Luban lock. This was what Tai Jizong brought back for his niece today. Zhuzhu's chubby little hands were a little clumsy, and she kept asking her grandfather for help.
Hearing this, the old man laughed and said, "Who cares what they do when they grow up? As long as they can earn enough to eat, that's all that matters. In a few years, I'll kick them out and let them broaden their horizons. Maybe they'll get lucky and bring back a few carts of gold and silver, which would be even better."
Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Tai Yonglu and Tai Yongyue also made faces at each other and started playing around.
Tai Yongan still had the same idea and begged as usual, "Grandpa, please find me a master after the house is built. I want to learn martial arts, okay?"
The old man thought of the day when he caught the kidnapper and his eldest grandson's bravery. He rarely refused outright and said vaguely, "Okay, we'll see when the time comes."
Tai Yongan, a simple-minded man, was immediately overjoyed and jumped into the yard to wave his precious wooden stick.
Sesame Ball was lying under the eaves, drowsy and digesting the bones in his stomach, when he was suddenly awakened and barked angrily.
Instead, the big black horse stood in the shed, eating hay slowly and snorting from time to time.
Tai Yongning sat at a low table by the window, flipping through a new book with great interest, completely unaware of what his family was saying.
His family was poor and books were ridiculously expensive. After several years of studying, he only had two worn-out enlightenment books.
Therefore, the box of new books sent by the Zheng family the day before yesterday was like a jar of food for a mouse to him. He was as happy as if he was dreaming!
The old man looked at this and that, and asked in a low voice as he carried his granddaughter for a stroll.
"Zhuzhu, is there still a dark aura hanging over our family members' heads?"
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