Jia Zizai was very happy. When he came down from the mountain, he cheerfully hummed on his way home.
"What's the matter? Why you are so happy?" Hu Mei asked with a smile.
"I have good news for you," Jia Zizai said. "We can even light firecrackers to celebrate it. Guess what it is."
"When you went out, you found some money," Hu Mei said.
"Ha, my darling, are we some kind of poor people?" Jia Zizai smiled. They had earned enough through the years to support them for three carefree lives.
"Mr. Wang agreed to accept you as one of his disciples. Is that it?"
"Bingo, you got it right!" Jia Zizai clapped and asked, "Look, my darling, should we celebrate that?"
"Of course, we should. I will cook a few dishes at noon to celebrate," Hu Mei happily said.
"OK, I will heat a bottle of Chinese spirits."
He was very happy, but Zhong Liuchuan, not far away from him, wasn't when he came across a strange guest.
