With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

Kaoshantun is always lush and green in early summer.

The crops on the black soil seemed to have grown taller overnight, and the air in the countryside was filled with the sweet scent of grass and soil. Taking a deep breath, even your lungs felt relaxed.

After washing up, Jiang Zhiyu stretched in the yard.

Today she plans to go to the former educated youth settlement.

She wasn't close to the other educated youth in the village, but there was one person she always had to say goodbye to—Zhang Chong.

That girl had a boy's name and a personality just like a boy's—frank, straightforward, and easygoing. She was one of the few peers she could talk to in Kaoshantun.

I should at least say goodbye before I leave.

She went back to her room, took out the college entrance exam review materials she had collected from her spatial storage, organized them, and wrapped them in a clean cloth. She then caught two pheasants from her spatial storage, tied their legs together, and carried them in her hand.

It wasn't easy for the educated youth sent to the countryside to improve their meals; two pheasants were enough for them to have a good meal.

She had just reached the courtyard gate with her things when Su Wanqing's figure chased after her from behind.

"Yuyu! Where are you going? We don't have to go to work."

"Go to the educated youth settlement and see Zhang Chong."

"Then eat something before you go!"

Jiang Zhiyu waved her hand without turning her head, saying, "I'll eat when I get back."

Su Wanqing watched her daughter's retreating figure helplessly and sighed.

This girl has been like this since she was little. She does everything in a carefree and nonchalant way, walking slowly as if the sky were to fall and it wouldn't concern her.

But she has changed a lot since she returned from the port city last time.

His gaze was colder, and he acted more efficiently, but the warmth and care for his family in his eyes couldn't be hidden—it was just hidden deeper than before. He had also grown taller, and there was always an inexplicable air of laziness about him when he stood there.

Never mind, let it all go with the child.

Having gone through so much, the couple has come to terms with it.

-

Jiang Zhiyu strolled leisurely towards the educated youth settlement.

Kaoshantun is a small village; it only takes about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to walk from one end to the other. She encountered several villagers along the way, who greeted her warmly and gratefully. She nodded in response, her steps unwavering.

When she arrived at the educated youth settlement, she pushed open the courtyard gate.

The courtyard was bustling with activity as the educated youth sat together eating breakfast. The breakfast was simple—corn porridge with pickled vegetables, so thin you could see your reflection in it; the pickled vegetables were just radish strips seasoned with a little salt. But everyone ate with relish, the clatter of bowls mingling with their conversation, creating a warm and lively atmosphere.

Jiang Zhiyu placed the two pheasants, whose legs were tied, on the ground in the yard.

"Eek—a pheasant!"

Where did this pheasant come from?

"Brought by Xiao Jiang, a former educated youth!"

The courtyard immediately erupted in commotion, with several people putting down their bowls and crowding around.

Zhang Chong reacted the fastest; he put down his bowl and ran over, grabbing Jiang Zhiyu's arm: "Zhiyu! Why are you here?"

Jiang Zhiyu pulled her hand back and led her towards the room where the girl lived: "Let's go inside and talk."

The other educated youth only glanced at it twice and then paid no more attention. Their attention was entirely on the two pheasants—it looked like they were in for a treat at noon today.

Someone muttered quietly, "I thought someone as capable as Young Jiang would disdain associating with us. I didn't expect him to be so approachable."

The person next to him nudged him: "Say less, hurry up and clean the chicken, we're going to work soon."

-

In the room.

Jiang Zhiyu placed the package of documents in Zhang Chong's hands.

"I'm leaving."

Zhang Chong was stunned; it was both expected and unexpected.

Kaoshantun was such a poor place; with Zhiyu's abilities, she was bound to leave sooner or later. Besides, her family had originally been sent down to the countryside, and now that they had been exonerated, leaving was only a matter of time. But she didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

Zhang Chong was a little reluctant to part with her, so he grabbed Jiang Zhiyu's arm and shook it, saying, "Why are you leaving so soon! I wanted to go back to Shanghai with you!"

Jiang Zhiyu patted her head: "Don't worry, we'll meet again."

She solemnly pushed the package of documents in front of Zhang Chong, looking at her intently:

"Please carefully read these materials I've given you."

She didn't say much, but her expression was very serious, her eyes fixed on Zhang Chong, and her tone carried an undeniable solemnity.

Zhang Chong wasn't stupid; he glanced at the book covers.

She immediately realized that these materials were not ordinary review materials, but rather a message she had given herself—a message she dared not even imagine.

She knew Jiang Zhiyu's work style to some extent; she wouldn't give her review materials for no reason. Therefore—

Zhang Chong carefully held the documents in his arms, turned around and stuffed them into the box by his bedside, locking it, his heart trembling with excitement.

After hiding, she turned back and looked at Jiang Zhiyu with deep gratitude. She paused for a moment, suppressing the excitement in her heart.

She started a conversation, then suddenly remembered something: "Oh! By the way, Zhiyu, did you see Jiang Wenwen after you came back?"

Jiang Zhiyu was taken aback.

She had almost forgotten about him if he hadn't been mentioned.

"No. What's wrong?"

Zhang Chong pursed his lips: "It's nothing, just pretty strange. She's not causing trouble anymore, and she's become inseparable from Liu Erniu. They're always together, which infuriates Liu Guihua—if Liu Erniu doesn't go to work, Jiang Wenwen doesn't go to work either, and the two of them are glued together all day long, ignoring everyone's attempts to persuade them. Now they've actually become the best-connected couple in Kaoshantun."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled but did not answer.

They're definitely the best-matched couple.

The potion that draws them together will stay with them for life. From body to soul, they are firmly locked to each other by that substance; neither can live without the other, and neither will ever look at anyone else.

It's hard to say whether it's punishment or fulfillment.

But Jiang Wenwen's past actions deserve retribution.

-

After coming out of the house, Jiang Zhiyu chatted with the other educated youth in the courtyard for a few more minutes.

Her attitude remained as indifferent as ever, neither warm nor distant. When someone asked her where she was going in the future, she only said "back to the city" and didn't say anything more.

As she left, she nodded to everyone: "Take care, everyone. Until we meet again."

The educated youth stood up to see her off.

"May young educated youth, Xiao Jiang, have a safe journey."

"Come back and visit when you have time," they all chimed in, their voices revealing a genuine reluctance to part.

Jiang Zhiyu waved her hand, turned around and left the gate of the educated youth settlement.

-

On her way back to the courtyard, she slowed down.

She needs to sort out her next steps.

This time, she plans to personally escort her parents back to Shanghai.

Although the situation in Shanghai has stabilized considerably, who knows if there are still any stragglers lurking nearby? Her family's little villa has been empty for so many years; it's hard to guarantee no one is eyeing it. She needs to ensure her parents arrive home safely and are settled before heading north with peace of mind.

Her godparents' return to Beijing was simple; her former boss had already arranged for someone to meet them, so she didn't need to worry about it.

She made a decision in her mind, looked up at the sky, and quickened her pace.

In the courtyard, Su Wanqing had already prepared breakfast for her; a plate covered the bowl, and it was still warm to the touch.

Jiang Zhiyu sat down and finished her porridge in a few bites. She looked up and saw four people tidying up the house.

She put down her bowl and went over to help.

The day of parting came sooner than I had imagined.