Zhu Jiabao tried to explain, but the minister interrupted him directly: "I can't control how you educate your child, but you can't bully the child in front of me today."
Zhu Jiabao chuckled dryly, "Old leader, give me the child! This girl is as heavy as a little piglet now, don't hurt your back, you're not getting any younger, be careful."
Zhu Fanfan, furious, put his hands on his hips and said, "Who are you calling a little pig? You're my grandfather, I'm the little pig, and you're the old pig. Come on, let's hurt each other."
Zhu Jiabao retorted, "You little brat, you dare to argue with your grandfather? Just you wait."
Zhu Fanfan was even more unconvinced and uttered that classic, cringeworthy line: "Don't underestimate a young man's potential. I'm younger than you. When I grow up, you'll be an old man. Then we'll see who's waiting the longest."
Zhu Jiabao shook his head smugly: "My Zhu family's martial arts are famous for their internal strength. The older we get, the higher our martial arts become. You just wait and see, let's see who can afford to wait."
Zhu Fanfan glared angrily at her grandfather: "I'm talented, I'll surpass you in a few years, you just wait."
Zhu Jiabao became even more confident: "I'm waiting to see how you surpass me. You're all bared your teeth and claws, but you're as solid as a stone block. Don't try to overwhelm the old leader."
Zhu Fan didn't speak, but the minister laughed in exasperation: "I'm not much older than you, how could I not be able to carry a little kid? Don't forget when we had our duel, you almost lost to him. Little Fan is just a child, how much does he weigh? How could I not be able to carry him?"
He's not old yet! It's only been a few years since liberation, and he can't even lift a small child? Does he think he's lost all his strength from living a life of luxury? Besides, these two, they argue like they're doing a comedy routine; their house must be very lively every day.
Zhu Jiabao quickly tried to flatter him: "Yes, yes, yes, old leader, you are incredibly strong, an invincible hero, old leader, you are amazing."
He wouldn't have lost if he hadn't been letting his old boss win; he was just afraid of losing face. The Zhu family's martial arts were not so easy to defeat.
The minister was even angrier, but also a little amused: "Alright, stop joking with me. Now it's just the two of us, and there's no one else around. Tell me honestly, can you contact the people who donated the grain before?"
The Premier was trying to buy grain from abroad, and the country really had no other choice. Then he thought of Zhu Jiabao. How could someone donate grain without verification or investigation? It was only after the investigation reached Zhu Jiabao that he and the Premier suppressed the matter and destroyed the few remaining clues, so others couldn't find anything.
It wasn't that he wanted to hide anything; it was because there were too many radicals in the country, and he was afraid of what they might do.
Zhu Jiabao sighed: "I can get in touch with the grain, and he is willing to donate to help the country overcome the difficulties. But you know the international situation. Those developed countries are still imposing economic sanctions on us. Just consider it as an overseas Chinese patriot who doesn't want to cause trouble! He tried his best to bring the grain over, and we helped eliminate the clues. We can only leave one name: Mo Wenqi."
Without a second thought, the minister said, "I can send someone to erase the traces. Didn't the other party want any reward? We can't just take so many things from others for nothing. After all, there are quite a few, and they are all life-saving items. He has already helped us a lot. Last time, he rewarded Mingyun Tree, and there are also some reserved specifically for Mo Wenqi."
Zhu Jiabao thought for a moment and said, "Let's give all the rewards to Ming Yunshu this time! Don't expose Mo Wenqi. She only has one request: destroy all the clues."
The two reached an agreement, caught up, and then parted ways. After all, they were both busy. Zhu Jiabao only held one official position, and the minister also held other positions. He could only spare a little time, which was hard to come by. It was impossible for them to sit down and talk slowly.
Zhu Fanfan rolled her eyes at Zhu Jiabao: "Going back?"
Zhu Jiabao smiled nonchalantly: "Since we're here, of course we have to learn. Fanfan, several of our country's important elders have made contributions on horseback. I'll boast a bit, my riding and archery skills are also top-notch. You're my granddaughter, so you should also master this skill. Let's continue learning!"
Several senior leaders were only a few years older than him, had more experience in military operations, and had fought in more battles than him. Therefore, their military ranks were two levels higher than his. He had always respected his senior leaders. This brat dared to complain in front of the people he respected. Let's see how he deals with this girl.
Zhu Fanfan was very pragmatic: "Grandpa, if you dare to put your plan into action, I'll tell everyone about it tonight, and Grandma will beat you for a month straight."
Zhu Jiabao didn't care: "When have you ever stopped tattling? Today I'll find you a big horse, you have to learn how to ride one. How could the only son of the Zhu family not know how to ride a horse?"
That brat is just talking nonsense. If she doesn't complain about him a few times a day, it's only because she's taken pity on him. How can he expect her to say good things about him in front of his wife?
Zhu Fanfan would really thank him. She didn't want to come out at all in winter. It was her grandfather who told her that she could meet her old leader. She wanted to meet the decisive and ruthless old hero, so she came out. It wasn't to suffer.
Despite Zhu Jiabao's best efforts to persuade Zhu Fanfan, Zhu Fanfan remained unresponsive. In the end, Zhu Jiabao had no choice but to verbally sign several unequal agreements before allowing Zhu Fanfan to continue learning to ride horses until she had mastered the skill and could return home.
Upon arriving home, Zhu Fanfan immediately told her grandmother about donating grain. After carefully considering her words, she managed to get her grandfather to give her a beating. Under Zhu Jiabao's resentful gaze, she happily ate an extra bowl of rice.
Elder Dan, trembling with fear, ate two more bowls of seafood porridge. In the past six months, he had sensed that the Zhu family was not simple and vaguely felt Zhu Fanfan's secret. However, he had lived this long because he did not meddle in other people's business. As long as he had enough to eat and drink, he was blind and deaf.
It has to be said that Fanfan has an exceptional talent for cooking. In order to achieve culinary freedom, he borrowed all the chefs from the Dragon Group. Whether it was Sichuan, Cantonese, or Shandong cuisine, as long as the chef had a specialty, he had taught Fanfan. The notebooks Fanfan kept were already a meter thick.
He even used his connections to bring over a roast duck chef to set up a roast duck oven and taught him every step of the roast duck process in detail. This infuriated the team leader, who felt that he was wasting his connections and favors just to satisfy a little girl's hobby by having the chef make roast duck for her.
How could the team leader understand his difficulties? He only had one year left. He had suffered all his life and just wanted to eat and drink well in this one year. The country was short of supplies, and even the Dragon Team couldn't afford to eat meat and fish every day. But Zhu Fanfan could buy chicken, duck, fish, and meat. He never lacked meat or seafood. He didn't want to deprive his stomach. He also liked to eat authentic roast duck, so he hired a chef so he could eat it every day from now on.
He's been incredibly satisfied for the past six months, eating a variety of dishes every day, his stomach has never been upset, and even Xi Yan has benefited from this, becoming plump and fair-skinned.
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