Is Learning Magic That Hard?

At the crisp call of a boy, "Grandma, dinner's ready!" the silver-haired grandmother put down her knitting and, with her short, plump frame, slowly made her way to the table. Her face wore a kind smile that made everyone feel warm. "Xun, come sit down and tell Grandma what all these dishes are." Grandma Qian sat in her chair, her eyes full of curiosity and anticipation. She pointed to the four dishes and soup on the table. The boy, Xun, put down the rag in his hand and sat opposite her. He looked at the dishes on the table. He had made every one of them himself. Smiling, he began to introduce them: "Grandma, this is stir-fried ***, this is braised eggplant, this is tomato and egg stir-fry, and this is pork rib soup." Grandma Qian listened to Xun's introduction, her face full of delight. She looked at each...

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