Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 4 Old Master Fu

In the afternoon, the supply and marketing cooperative was not as crowded as in the morning. Most of the sales staff were able to relax and chat, either sitting or standing.

After locking his car, Suning, carrying a canvas bag, went to the candy and pastry counter first.

"One pound of White Rabbit milk candy, two pounds of sponge cake."

After paying for the ticket, I thought about it carefully and then bought a bottle of Moutai liquor and a can of malted milk powder.

After buying several items, the online editor found the bag so heavy that her fingertips and palms went numb. Glancing at the not-so-fresh fruit, she had no choice but to abandon the idea of ​​buying more.

I put the bag in the basket at the front of the truck. There was still more than an hour before I got off work, and the timing was just right.

……

The weather in June can change in an instant.

The torrential rain fell, splashing and blooming like flowers on the ground.

Wiping the water droplets on his face, which were indistinguishable between sweat and rain, Su Ning tightened his grip on the steering wheel, jumped out of the car, and strode over to the textile factory's guardhouse.

"Grandpa Fu!"

"Hey, is that Ning girl?"

Hearing the noise, Grandpa Fu poked his head out of the window. Seeing who it was, he was both surprised and delighted. He quickly got up, grabbed his umbrella, and asked as he opened the iron gate, "Why did you come all this way in such heavy rain?"

"Quick, pull the car over to the side and get in! Why did you pick such a rainy day? You're soaking wet!"

"Thank you, Grandpa Fu. It was just a coincidence. I didn't know it would rain so heavily. How can you blame me?"

"Hahaha, alright, alright, it's not your fault, it's not your fault, you little rascal!"

Grandpa Fu led the girl into the house, rummaged through drawers and cabinets until he finally found a clean towel. He turned around to hand it to her, only to notice what the girl was carrying in both hands.

It's all about sugar, pastries, alcohol, and nutritional supplements.

The smile on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a serious expression. "What's going on here? Did your Grandpa Fu expect you to come here pampered with good food and drink?"

"What are you saying? What? Can't I bring gifts to show my respect to my kind and gentle Grandpa Fu?"

"You little brat, you're always copying your dad's sweet talk!"

Just one sentence was enough to make Old Master Fu lose his composure, his wrinkled face contorting into several layers of furrows: "Put the things down, quickly wipe yourself off so you don't catch a cold!"

He raised his hand and gestured with his finger before smiling and handing her the towel.

Despite his limp, his posture remained upright. Some things are deeply ingrained in one's soul and bone, and cannot be changed by the passage of time.

"Girl? What are you looking at?"

"I'm wondering if Grandpa Fu's legs still hurt on rainy days."

"It's so much better than before, this little pain is nothing."

Upon hearing this, as if recalling something, a trace of nostalgia and sadness unconsciously appeared in Fu Chenggong's eyes. "I still have to thank that old man, Grandpa..."

Seeing that the girl's mood had clearly dropped, and secretly annoyed at himself for not knowing how to speak, Fu Chenggong gently patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

With age spots and thick calluses on his thin palms, his hands, though not large, seemed to possess an unusually calming power.

The moment when an old person and a child's hands touch—

"Dad, please listen to me just this once, okay? I'm begging you!"

Fu Chenggong's eyes were bloodshot, his face filled with an unprecedented rage. "Where are you going? Where are you going? Why are you leaving?!"

"I have never fought a battle without a fight, nor have I ever been a cowardly coward who fled in disarray!"

The roar, almost from the depths of his heart, came with gritted teeth, each one louder than the last, making the whole room tremble, and the calendar of the great man hanging on the wall rustled loudly.

"What were we fighting for, shedding blood and tears, crawling over piles of corpses, risking our lives?! It was all for this..."

"Dad!" Fu Xinguo suddenly roared, his voice instantly drowning out his own and interrupting the words he was about to say.

He wiped his face wearily, looking at his father, whose arm was trembling with anger, whose temples were covered with white hair, and who was struggling to stand straight even with one leg bearing the weight of his weight.

She burst into tears instantly, crying like a child, almost on the verge of collapse.

"Dad, Dad... just for my sake, for Yingzi and Tingzi, please don't go. Can't we just stay out of this mess?"

"My son, if a person has no conscience in this life, what's the difference between living and being a dog!"

On October 21, 1966, despite his son's pleas, Fu Chenggong resolutely went to work for his former superior and comrade-in-arms, seeking justice and overturning the verdict, and became deeply involved in the matter.

……

"Dad, I've secretly found someone to take you down to. The place is in Nanxiang Ancient County, and the high-ranking official there is a comrade-in-arms I risked my life for. He will take good care of you for me..."

"Dad, don't worry about us. Meihua and I will take good care of the child over there..."

"Dad... I've always wanted to tell you that I'm proud to have a father like you. Your words still haunt me, and I feel deeply ashamed..."

Fu Guoxin, who was also implicated, was too preoccupied to do anything else and only gave these few words in haste.

No one could have imagined that this parting would last for years, with no chance of ever seeing each other again.

……

'I have always firmly believed that dawn follows the first light of day, and the dark clouds will eventually disperse!'

Each word, the old man's dying cry, struck Su Ning's heart with tremendous force, causing a surge of emotion to well up within her and her eyes to redden instantly.

"Grandpa Fu..."

"Hey, Grandpa's here. What's wrong, Ning girl? Don't cry!"

Seeing her large tears falling, Fu Chenggong panicked and hurriedly tried to comfort her.

"It's my fault, it's my fault! Oh dear, now that old bastard Su Ting will surely seize the opportunity to come looking for me in the middle of the night!"

"Pfft~"

A huge snot bubble popped out, and Su Ning, feeling both embarrassed and ashamed, quickly covered her face, shouting, "Don't look!"

"Hahahaha, alright, alright, I won't look then. Cough cough, who? Who saw it?!"

……

The two exchanged a glance and chuckled in unison.

"Tell me, girl, what happened?"

The old man's wise eyes were filled with kindness, and his tone was gentle and calm: "No matter what happens, your Grandpa Fu is here for you."

Thinking of my son who hasn't been home much these past few days, and who always seems to avoid me when we meet.

—Could it be that something really happened, or something that Ning's father doesn't know about?

"Grandpa Fu."

Because of the future he saw, Suning had to change his previous ideas.

Since university classes would be suspended soon and she wouldn't be able to continue her studies, she no longer needed to plan ahead or worry about Xu Zixin changing her college application.

"Grandpa Fu, I want to go to Hunan."

"Hmm? Go to Shonan University? Oh right, Shonan University is pretty good too, but why does Ning suddenly want to study there?"

"No, I want to work in southern Hunan and stay in my grandfather's hometown for a few years."

"What kind of job?! You're not going to school anymore?"

(End of this chapter)