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

When Su Wenhao opened his eyes again, he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

Gone are the skyscrapers and wide asphalt roads, but a completely different scene unfolds. The air is thick with the lively atmosphere of a bustling marketplace; bicycles jingle their bells as they pass by, and around the corner, vendors set up stalls selling steamed buns and fried dough sticks, steaming white smoke rising from their steamers, filling the air with the aroma of flour, pork, and scallions. Several middle-aged women in blue cotton clothes carry baskets, picking and choosing items at the stalls, their voices haggling drifting from afar, mingled with the laughter of children chasing and playing.

Jiang Zhiyu also observed these unusual scenes in Beijing. People were gradually setting up stalls.

Su Wenhao peered out the car window, his eyes wide. "Sis, didn't you say things were strictly regulated here? Look at all these vendors, and they're even selling cigarettes one by one? This place is really interesting, I want to get out and take a look around."

Jiang Zhiyu slapped him on the back of the head, "You'll have your turn to run around later, don't rush home first. Do you know how many days my mom prepared for you guys? She decorated the whole yard inside and out."

As she spoke, she stepped on the gas, and the jeep drove straight towards the three-courtyard house.

......

When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she stopped the car and helped her grandparents out.

Pushing open the courtyard gate, Su Wanqing and Jiang Boxun were seen standing in the yard. Su Wanqing had clearly been waiting for a long time; her eyes immediately reddened when she saw her parents enter.

He took a few steps forward and grabbed Shen Peiyu's hand, his lips trembling as he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Jiang Boxun quickly came over to help his father-in-law, saying, "Dad, you've worked hard. Come in, sit down, have some water, and rest your feet."

Su Jinglun waved his hand, "To be honest, I do feel a little sleepy, but not quite as tired as I am from the long journey."

As soon as Su Wenhao entered, he exclaimed, "Sis, this is your yard? It's so beautiful! Wow! Who designed this? It's so gorgeous! It's ten times better than those foreign things!"

Jiang Zhiyu rolled her eyes at him. "You're only just realizing that? Chinese aesthetics are the most sophisticated."

"Yes, yes, this courtyard is so charming!" Su Wenhao looked around, finding everything fascinating. "Sis, quickly get my camera out, I want to take pictures."

"You haven't brought your luggage back yet, and the yard's right here, you can't run away. You can take photos without worry from now on."

Su Wanqing stopped crying, sniffed, and asked, "Mom and Dad, would you like to lie down and rest for a while?"

"Wanqing! I'm not tired at all. This special passage is quite comfortable; we really only took a nap and we arrived. I feel great right now. Let's sit in that pavilion for a while."

Seeing that they had all gone to the pavilion, Jiang Zhiyu turned around and went into the house. She took out some melon seeds, peanuts, candies, and pastries from her spatial storage, and also prepared a pot of tea. Since her grandparents were old, she quietly added two drops of spiritual spring water to the teapot.

After setting the food on the table, she smiled mischievously, "You two have a good chat, I'll go get you some packed lunches."

Su Wanqing immediately stopped her, "I have chicken stewing in the kitchen, it'll be ready in a bit, and there are plenty of other dishes ready too. Just go buy a roast duck, your grandma must have been craving it all these years."

"Okay, Mom, you two chat slowly. I'll go get you some roast duck."

......

The family had lunch in that pavilion.

Su Wenhao hadn't even finished his meal when he started complaining that he couldn't sit still and wanted to go out for a walk.

Jiang Zhiyu thought about it and agreed, saying, "Since you all have your passports with you, let's go get your residence permits first."

Then she took a car full of people and headed straight for the police station.

With the approval document from the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office that Zhuge Yunhe had helped her obtain, Jiang Zhiyu applied directly for the restoration of her household registration. The person handling the matter looked at the materials without asking many questions, and the procedures were completed quickly. Before long, her maternal grandparents' and Su Wenhao's household registrations were issued.

Su Jinglun held the brand-new household registration booklet, his hands trembling slightly.

Shen Peiyu leaned over for a look, and tears immediately streamed down her face.

"I'm back, I'm back. I don't have to wander anymore." She gripped her husband's arm, her voice choked with emotion. "No matter how beautiful someone else's land is, it doesn't feel as secure as my own."

"Old man, let's return to our roots."

Su Jinglun, his eyes also red-rimmed, nodded heavily, "Yes, we've returned to our roots, finally returned to our homeland."

......

Jiang Zhiyu led them on a casual stroll through the streets of Beijing.

"Today we'll get a general idea of ​​Beijing's local customs and culture. Tomorrow, my mom and the others will take you to see some of the local attractions. We'll also stop by the supply and marketing cooperative later to see if there's anything you'd like to buy."

Shen Peiyu immediately interrupted her, "No need to buy it. I see your mother has prepared everything perfectly; it has everything."

She paused, then smiled and said, "But I still want to go and take a look around. Whether I buy anything or not doesn't matter; I just want to feel the lively atmosphere. This place, where everyone looks like they have black hair, I can't get enough of it. Everyone looks like a relative of mine."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled, "Grandma, I understand. When I go to other places, I always feel uneasy, like I'm floating. But when I set foot on this land, I feel at ease."

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the feeling you're describing, girl. We're going to explore the capital city properly today."

Jiang Zhiyu pulled a wad of bills from her pocket and handed it to the old lady. "Grandma, you're back. You can count on your granddaughter! Your US dollars aren't enough now, so your granddaughter will take care of you in your old age."

Shen Peiyu took the ticket, smiled, and patted her granddaughter's hand. "Okay, my granddaughter will take care of me in my old age."