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Chapter 96 Heaven Chosen Her

"Grandfather, please take a look first, I'll go find Grandmother."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the front hall recognized the familiar greeting, "Grandfather, look."

Familiar words spoken in a mundane manner, unfamiliar words spoken in a fleeting, hurried manner.

"Hehehe..."

"My little sister runs really fast."

"He has even applied this technique here; he is truly a talent."

Wenwen didn't know what impression her innovation would leave on everyone; she just wanted to escape her father's slaps for the time being.

This time, Wen Qilin's slap landed on Yao Changhao instead of her.

"Snapped."

"Ouch, bro, why did you hit me?"

When Wen Qilin saw the half-book that Wenwen had left behind, he grabbed it and compared it to the other half. His mind went blank with shock. The abbot's words still echoed in his ears: "The remaining half will appear when the time is right."

Now it seems the destined person is my own daughter. How could this be? Could it be that the abbot's words were true?

Wen Qilin felt like he was dreaming, and he was reluctant to wake up.

In an attempt to test the authenticity of his dream, he unexpectedly slapped the person next to him.

Yao Changhao's shout brought Wen Qilin back to his senses and also brought Wen Yuanqian, who had been in a daze, back to his senses.

Wen Yuanqian smiled wryly, "My dear brother, my heart is really about to give out with all this up and down."

Wen Qilin sighed helplessly, “Father, this little rascal is exactly the same as when she was a child. She’s never still for a moment. I’ll teach her a lesson later.”

"Sigh... I didn't mean for you to teach Wen'er a lesson, but just to remind you that anything can happen, and fame can be a double-edged sword, understand?"

"That's what my father taught me."

"Alright, let's get back to the main topic."

The father and son huddled together, each holding one half of a book, oblivious to their surroundings, and began studying it, one sentence at a time.

The others looked at each other, waiting for the mystery to be solved.

......

The west wing was very quiet.

From the old to the young, everyone had something to do, whether it was copying, drawing, or the little children doing whatever they could. Everyone took it seriously and worked together, just like an assembly line in a bookstore.

Wenwen couldn't bear to break the peace, so she quietly walked back to her corner from the doorway and sat down.

In the quiet environment, I recalled the Master's explanation.

When listening to the lecture, I only vaguely grasped the concepts. I felt like I had just discovered a clue, but when I tried to hold onto it, my thoughts became jumbled again, and I could never quite grasp it.

As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. The first step must be taken steadily and surely, and no carelessness is allowed.

If once wasn't enough, she tried again. She refused to believe that her aptitude was so poor that she could starve to death with sorghum in her hands.

Since God has chosen her, she is born with a halo. As long as she perseveres and works hard, she will always take a new step forward.

Wenwen recalled the explanation again and again, and silently recited the mnemonic in her mind. Gradually, the recitation became smoother and smoother. She felt the pores on her body slowly open, and just then a gentle breeze blew by, making her feel refreshed. At this moment, her mind was particularly clear, and she could even catch the whispers around her. This novelty excited her a lot, but unfortunately, this feeling only lasted for a while before it completely disappeared.

Wenwen deeply understood that the revolution had not yet succeeded and that comrades still needed to work hard.

She slowly opened her eyes, only to suddenly see a large face, a cute baby face, right in front of her.

"Oh, that startled me."

"Sister, what were you laughing at just now?"

Wenwen!

Did she laugh? No, I didn't feel anything.

"Have it?"

The child nodded affirmatively, "Yes, I heard it, and Mommy heard it too."

Wenwen ruffled the child's hair and said with a smile, "Sister has encountered something good, so she's smiling happily."

"What good news is it?"

"Well, this is something that can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words."

Children don't understand what's implied, nor do they understand what's not passed on.

But adults do.

A loud voice rang out from outside the door, "Hahaha, what do you mean by 'it can only be understood but not explained'? Grandfather, can you listen to me?"

Wenwen looked towards the door.

Fourth Brother helped Grandfather in.

Grandfather was beaming with excitement, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of his mouth, holding the card and the two halves of the book in his hand.

Wenwen immediately understood that the people in the front hall must have circulated the document and discussed it.

Grandfather's question was just something he asked casually.

"Grandfather, what are your orders?"

"I didn't give any orders, I just came to check on your progress in copying the book."

Grandmother, quick to understand, immediately said, "Master, if we do the math, one book is enough for the three of us."

After thinking for a moment, Wen Yuanqian gave the instructions, "Let's put this book aside for now. I'll make a few copies of this one first, and try to make sure each of you adults has a copy. Once you've copied them all, we'll go to the front hall."

A little later, he added, "Give me two sets of writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones from your place."

Wen Yuanqian handed the card to Madam Wen, then turned and handed the incomplete copy to Wen Wen.

"Wen'er, keep this safe. Don't take it out easily again, remember that."

"Yes, I will listen to my grandfather."

After Wen Yuanqian and Wen Chengfeng left the west room.

Led by Madam Wen and Madam Ren, the women of the West House discussed and planned together, dividing the work and working diligently on the new task of copying books.

Wenwen watched in astonishment, thinking to herself, "Since when have the women in my family become so in sync? I didn't hear them discuss anything; with just a few words, they all got to their posts and started working."

This speed amazed her and filled her with pride.

The women of the Wen family are truly capable, holding up half the sky.

Not wanting to disturb everyone, Wenwen quietly left the west room and went into the front hall.

In the front hall, a dozen people were gathered around a table, with Wen Qilin and Master Zhou sitting at the table.

They were writing furiously, but there were no books on the desk; they were writing from memory.

Dictation!

This discovery greatly surprised Wenwen.

Appearances can be deceiving, and the men of the Wen family should not be underestimated!

As more and more papers appeared on the table, it became clear that the two were moving at the same pace, but the Master's handwriting was still more beautiful.

Slowly, the sun began to set in the west, and time slipped away while I was copying and writing.

As more and more papers filled with writing appeared on the table, Wen Yuanqian glanced at the sky.

"That's good enough, Shiro. Go and ask your grandmother to come out."

Soon the family gathered in the front hall again.

Wenwen bound the copied papers into booklets and distributed them one by one. Excluding the three people who didn't need them, there was just enough for each adult.

Wen Yuanqian got straight to the point, "Right now, everyone must memorize the incantations in their hands as soon as possible, and the previous techniques cannot be neglected either. Both must be grasped together. As for which is more important, in my opinion, both are important. If we really have to distinguish between them, then the incantations are the most important."

Wen Yuanqian glanced at everyone, took a sip of water, and continued, "Tonight, the Master will explain this mnemonic to everyone. You must listen carefully and try to understand it on your own after you go back. If you really don't understand, you can discuss it with each other or ask the Master for help. But there is one thing you must remember."

He paused again, then continued, "No outsiders should know. Remember that. Alright, let's begin. Please, Master."

"Gurgle gurgle... gurgle..."

Unfortunately, someone was hungry.