Master and Uncle Yu kept arguing while I continued practicing this new technique.
It wasn't until seven in the morning, when Grandpa returned, that Master and Uncle Yu finally stopped arguing.
They had been arguing until they were red in the face, only stopping when Grandpa came back.
"Grandpa!"
"Uncle Jiang!"
"Uncle Jiang!"
Grandpa nodded.
"Yeah! I picked some mushrooms in the mountains."
"These mushrooms are great! We can stir-fry them for lunch!"
Uncle Yu said happily.
Grandpa nodded as well. Seeing me forming hand seals over and over, he smiled.
"Sometimes, haste makes waste. Slowing down can be a good thing too!"
Though Grandpa did not directly instruct me, he was guiding me in his own way.
After practicing all night, I really had become a little impatient.
I nodded and told Grandpa, "Okay."
After that, we had breakfast together and continued practicing techniques that morning.
Grandpa was full of energy. I had no idea whether he had slept the night before, but in any case, he, Master, and Uncle Yu did not sleep that morning. The three of them played Chinese chess in the courtyard.
At noon, we ate stir-fried mushrooms, and they really did taste good.
But after we finished eating, Master spoke to me.
"Xiao Jiang! Yu Long and I are planning to head back this afternoon!"
I froze.
"Master, why not stay one more day? We can go back together tomorrow. I have to work at the back office too."
Master merely smiled.
"No! Uncle Jiang's liquor is good, but you know me. If I don't cast a line a couple of times every day, I feel uncomfortable.
"Look, I didn't even drink at lunch today. I'll drive back to the city in a while."
Master spoke very seriously.
Uncle Yu also walked over from