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

Chapter 98 Mid-Autumn Festival
Back home, Su Ning casually arranged the dishes, but the fragrant pastries on the table brought her no joy whatsoever.

The pig's trotter soup, drunken duck, and lotus root and pork bone soup had already been stewed until tender. After sprinkling with chopped green onions, they were all served into a large bowl.

The side dishes are washed, chopped, and stir-fried quickly. Before long, stir-fried chives with river shrimp, stir-fried bok choy, and stir-fried shredded vegetables are all on the table.

Place small bowls of white rice in front of empty seats, and then place chopsticks on each seat.

Following their preferences, Su Ning put food in each bowl, and finally took out a jar of Daughter's Red wine brewed by her mother from her space, unsealed it, and poured it into each small wine glass.

"Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, come and try Ning'er's cooking. If you like it, remember to tell me in a dream, and I'll make it for you again."

Standing quietly in front of his seat, a turbulent undercurrent swirled in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his vision gradually began to blur.

He sniffed, forced a bright smile, raised his glass, and continued speaking.

"This glass is for my grandparents. We've been talking about this for so long, and we're finally reunited. You two, young and old, have been thinking of me so much, so I must make sure you're happy!"

"This toast is to Mom. I've grown up, you can see. Everything is great. It's just that I'm sorry that the two people you once said you loved most can no longer love each other as you wished."

"One last toast, wishing us all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

She poured three toasts from left to right onto the ground before slowly sitting down.

"Woof woof~"

"I'm fine. Little Circle, wait a little longer. We'll start eating after the incense has burned out and Grandpa and the others have finished eating."

"Woof~"

"good!"

……

Qinghe Lane, Beijing.

Having just finished a case and not having been home for many days, Fu Xinguo is preparing to take advantage of this rare free time to spend a proper reunion holiday with his family.

After changing into civilian clothes, I hurriedly rushed back from the station, managing to make it before lunchtime.

Just as I was about to enter, I heard a clear, ringing sound behind me, followed by a familiar greeting.

"Wait a minute, pay!"

"Oh, it's you, Oda!"

"Hehehe, it just so happens that I have a package for your family, Mr. Fu. I was on my way home for the holiday, so I brought it over for Hu Yi!"

With a military green bag from the post office slung over her shoulder, Xiao Tian got off her bicycle and explained with a smile, quickly untying the package tied to the back seat and handing it to him along with the registration slip inside.

After thanking him and signing the papers, Fu Xinguo carried the things, pushed open the gate, and walked into the courtyard. "Dad, I'm back!"

"..."

His response was a sudden silence that replaced the laughter and chatter inside.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Xinguo, who was already used to being treated coldly, did not rush in to explain as usual. Instead, he stood there, cleared his throat, and continued to shout.

"Oh, a package from Xiangnan Ancient Market, Ningning..."

"boom!"

"Did Ningning send this?!"

"Ah, Sister Ningning finally replied to my message?"

The room suddenly became noisy as Fu Ying and her brother rushed in, their faces beaming with joy.

Li Hehua happily put down her chopsticks and was about to go out with the children when her father-in-law slammed down his chopsticks, his face red, and roared, "You big brat, get back in here right now!"

"Hey, Dad, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

I've been missing him for days since I've been scolded by him.

Fu Xinguo was no longer the stern man he was at the institute. He grinned and nimbly dodged the two little ones' paws before scurrying into the room.

"father…"

"Get lost! Just looking at your face makes me feel sorry for your dead mother!"

No? What does that mean?
Fu Xinguo looked at his father in shock: "There's a saying that sons resemble their mothers, but how can you blame me for making him look more and more like you?"

A son doesn't despise his father for being ugly, but he actually despises himself instead?
"Put your things down here, and you, get out of here right now."

"Good good."

It's just acting like a grandson; as long as he's happy, I'll call him "Grandpa"!
At worst, we can make Yingying and Tingzi change their address too!

Fu Xinguo muttered a few words to himself, then gently placed the package in his hand on the empty space in front of him.

Having no time to discipline this filial son, Old Master Fu pursed his lips but his eyes shone with joy as he deftly opened the snake-skin bag containing the package.

Inside were four or five small wooden boxes of the same style, neatly stacked, two glass jars containing canned goods, and two letters.

He handed the envelope with the name "Yingying" written on it to his granddaughter, who was staring at him expectantly, and opened the letter addressed to himself. As he read it, he couldn't help but smile lovingly, and he didn't put it down even after finishing the two pages.

"Dad, what did Ningning say? Is she doing alright over there? Did she receive the things I sent last time?"

When pressed by his daughter-in-law, Fu Chenggong answered without hesitation, “That girl said she’s doing very well over there. She’s completed several tasks and been recognized as an advanced worker. She really liked the chili sauce you sent her last time.”

"That's fine, that's fine."

"Our Ningning is excellent in every way. She's only been working at the factory for a short time and she's already been selected as an advanced worker!"

Li Hehua put aside her worries and showed genuine joy, "If she likes it, there are still a few bottles left at home. I'll mail them all to her tomorrow."

"Hahahaha, of course! Don't you even know whose family you are... Pah, that old Su who always picks up bargains!"

Hmph, even if it's from the Su family, Su Ting, it's still half of the Fu family!

Thinking this way, the old man, who had instantly comforted himself, proudly raised his head and gestured vaguely with his hand towards the remaining items in the package.

"The wooden box contains a Mid-Autumn Festival gift from Ning, and the canned fruit contains Yingying's..."

"I know, I saw Ningning's letter. It's about the spicy shredded pork and mushroom chicken sauce that I mentioned wanting to eat last time!"

After reading the letter, Fu Ying was overjoyed. She carefully repacked the letter and, glancing at the two bottles full of food in the package, her eyes welled up with tears.

She just mentioned it casually in the letter, but Sister Ningning really took it to heart, made it for her, and mailed it over.

"How can you be so insensible? Ningning only earns twenty-eight yuan a month working outside, and she has to spend money on everything. How can you be so greedy as to ask for more?"

"I...I just saw Ningning say last time that she learned a lot of dishes, and that a little girl named Xiaoqiu really likes the sauce she made, so I just casually mentioned it..."

As she spoke, Fu Ying lowered her head, and two large tears welled up in her already red eyes.

It wasn't that I felt wronged by my mom's comments, but rather because I missed her.

I grew up following Ningning around, and this is the first time we've been apart for so long—almost two months!

"Alright, alright, it's not appropriate to talk about children during a holiday. Lotus, take a look at this box; there's a gift that Ningning made for you herself."

He does love Ningning, that's true, but he also loves his own granddaughter.

Fu Chenggong interrupted his daughter-in-law, changing the subject back to the package, "Ning said she just learned the skill and even went to the most famous temple there to have it blessed by a master."

Putting aside whether it looks good or not, the effort put into it is enough to warm one's heart.

"Do I have a share too?"

"Ha, if you don't want it, you can give it to me."

"Who says I don't care!"

As was his habit, Fu Chenggong spat at his son and, following the instructions in the letter, distributed the boxes to everyone.

He held his black jade pendant in his hands and played with it gently for a long time before carefully putting it around his neck.

"Why are Grandpa's and ours all jet black, while Dad and Mom's are bluish-green?"

"Your sister Ningning said that the black jade she gave to our youngest child is for peace and safety, as for the green jade..."

He smiled, shook his head, and said the payment was successful, but didn't continue.

It would be great if we could get another baby for the Fu family, but if we can't, the two siblings are enough.

However, the matter of the child has always been a thorn in Hehua's heart, so to avoid disappointing her, she decided not to talk about it for now.

"Alright, stop asking. Make sure you wear everything close to your body so as not to disappoint Ning's kindness. It's Mid-Autumn Festival today, so let's start eating!"

"Okay, Grandpa."

"Okay, Dad."

……

The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each side.

South Gate Street of the Ancient City.

She was unaware of the reactions she received from various companies regarding the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts prepared by Suning, which came sooner or later.

Just as they were waiting for the incense to burn out and were about to start eating with Xiao Yuanquan, a loud knocking came from the door.

Without hesitation, he put down his chopsticks, got up, and jogged to open the door.

When she saw that there were indeed two uninvited people outside the door, she breathed a sigh of relief, unsure whether to feel relieved or curse them out.

The two of them kept talking back and forth, leaving her speechless and with no choice but to give up.

"Su Ning, I'm so glad you're alright! We were so scared! You have no idea how terrified we were when we heard the news that Gaoyun Bridge had collapsed!"

(End of this chapter)