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

As soon as Jiang Zhiyu picked up her chopsticks, the bowl was already piled high with chopsticks.

Grandma Shen Peiyu's chopsticks never stopped. Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised lion's head meatballs, braised prawns, stir-fried vegetables... she kept putting one dish after another into her bowl, saying as she did so, "Yuyu, eat this. This is your mother's favorite sweet and sour pork ribs when she was little. I don't know if you like it, but try Zhang Ma's version. It's exactly the same as my cooking back then."

"And these lion's head meatballs, Aunt Zhang stewed them all afternoon, they melt in your mouth, you'll definitely love them."

"These shrimp were just delivered from the dock this morning, they're very fresh, eat more to replenish your energy."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at the bowl overflowing with food, her lips twitching slightly, a hint of helplessness in her expression.

Having survived so many years in the apocalypse, when had she ever been waited on like this? Let alone having someone serve her food, even getting a hot meal was a luxury. Now, being treated so warmly by her grandmother, she was truly unaccustomed to it.

"Grandma, that's enough, that's enough," Jiang Zhiyu said, pressing down on her grandmother's hand, both amused and exasperated. "There's no room left in the bowl."

"It's okay, it's okay, I can let it go!" Shen Peiyu smiled broadly, then stuffed another piece of pork rib into her mouth. "Our Yuyu is so tall, she definitely needs to eat more! Look how thin you are, it must be because your mother didn't take good care of you. I'll have to give her a good talking to later."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Is this what you call thin?

She's all muscle, much more muscular than the average girl!

"That's right, that's right," Su Wenhao immediately chimed in, his mouth still full of food, his words muffled, "Grandma, look, my sister's bowl is overflowing! I'm helping her out, right, Yuyu?"

As he spoke, he reached for a piece of pork rib in Jiang Zhiyu's bowl with his chopsticks.

With a "smack," Shen Peiyu slapped his hand and glared at him: "Go eat yours! Don't you dare steal your sister's food!"

Su Wenhao withdrew his hand, looking aggrieved, and muttered while rubbing the back of his hand, "It's clearly my favorite sweet and sour pork ribs..."

Shen Peiyu rolled her eyes at him, but still put a piece of pork rib in his bowl, saying helplessly, "I know you like it too, but you're such a grown man, don't you know how to be considerate of your younger sister?"

"I'm just helping my sister out!" Su Wenhao immediately beamed again, gnawing on a rib and winking at Jiang Zhiyu.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded helplessly and cooperated, saying, "Yes, yes, thank you, cousin."

She really didn't expect that this cousin she had never met would be so lively and unruly, like a little clown, completely unlike her refined uncle and steady older cousin.

It seems he inherited his grandmother's temperament?

At this moment, Grandpa Su Jinglun, who hadn't said much, put down his chopsticks, glanced at his wife, and seeing that she didn't object, said to Su Lixing, "Go, bring out that bottle of Moutai I brought from China back then. We're happy today, let's have a couple of drinks."

Although Shen Peiyu usually kept an eye on the old man's drinking, she was genuinely happy today and didn't object. She just glared at him and said, "You old man, today, for Yu Yu's sake, I'll allow you and our son to share a bottle."

She turned to Jiang Zhiyu, her tone softening instantly, and stroked her head, saying, "Your grandfather is getting old, and I've rarely let him drink these past two years. We two old bones have to make it to see your mother one last time, don't we?"

As she spoke, the old lady's eyes reddened again, and tears streamed down her face.

Jiang Zhiyu sighed helplessly, gently patted her grandmother's back, and comforted her softly, "Grandpa and Grandma, you'll live to be a hundred years old, you still have a long life ahead of you. You'll definitely see my mother again, and maybe in another two years, our whole family will be reunited."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Shen Peiyu immediately wiped away her tears and smiled through them. "Seeing my Yuyu today makes me feel like I can live another twenty years!"

Su Lixing had already brought over the wine, poured a glass for his father and himself, and said with a smile, "Mom, you'll definitely live to be a hundred, and then you'll see Yuyu get married and have children, giving you a bunch of great-grandchildren."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Why did the topic suddenly shift to her marriage and having children?

She silently picked up a bite of food, deciding to pretend she hadn't heard.

The eldest cousin, Su Wenbin, and his wife, Zhou Xiaoman, were indeed relatively quiet, occasionally chiming in with a word or two, but mostly just listening to everyone's conversation with smiles. Aunt He Li wasn't talkative either, only occasionally placing a few bites of food on Jiang Zhiyu's plate, her eyes full of gentle warmth.

As they chatted, Jiang Zhiyu gradually learned about the Su family's situation over the years.

After his family moved to the United States, his maternal grandfather, Su Jinglun, initially ran a small business, which gradually expanded and has now become a sizable import and export trading company, mainly engaged in trade between China and the United States. In recent years, as his grandfather has gotten older, the business has been handed over to his uncle, Su Lixing, and his cousin, Su Wenbin, also helps out in the company.

My maternal grandmother, Shen Peiyu, comes from a family of doctors. Her ancestors were traditional Chinese medicine practitioners for generations. Even after moving to the United States, she couldn't bear to give up her family's tradition. So she started with a small pharmacy and has now developed it into a well-known high-end herbal medicine shop in the area. She also opened a traditional Chinese medicine beauty salon, and her business is thriving.

My maternal grandmother's business has always been managed by a professional manager. Occasionally, my aunt He Li will go over to check on it when she has time, but after all, my aunt also has to take care of her family and can't spare too much energy.

At this point, Shen Peiyu gripped Jiang Zhiyu's hand tighter and tighter, her eyes full of expectation: "Yuyu, once you're here, you won't go back, okay? Grandma's business has been neglected. We originally wanted your cousin to take care of it, but as you've seen, he's a good-for-nothing, all he does is play all day, and he's still unsettled."

"No way!" Su Wenhao immediately pouted, looking disgusted. "It all smells like herbs, it gives me a headache. I don't care! I want to be a race car driver!"

With a "smack," Su Lixing slapped him on the back of the head again and said in a deep voice, "Don't interrupt Grandma!"

Su Wenhao immediately shrank his neck, made a zipping motion with his hand over his mouth, and wisely shut his mouth.

Shen Peiyu knew what kind of person her grandson was, and shook her head helplessly. She continued to say to Jiang Zhiyu, "Grandma originally intended to leave her business to your mother, which is why your uncle didn't take it over. Now that you're here, you seem more mature than your younger cousin. Your older cousin is helping your uncle now, and your cousin's wife is a nurse at the hospital and can't get away. Apart from your aunt sometimes going to visit, she really can't find the time."

Jiang Zhiyu sighed inwardly.

She knew her grandmother would bring this up.

But how could she possibly stay in Country M?

Her parents are still in China, her mission is not yet complete, and she still has so many things to do.

However, she certainly couldn't say these things to her grandparents.

She could only pull her hand away from her grandmother's grasp, pat it gently, and say in a soft but firm tone, "Grandma, you should leave the business to my mother. The situation in China will improve in the next year or two, and Mom will come here for a visit when she has time. I won't be staying here long; I have things to do back in China."

She paused, looking into the expectant eyes of the two elderly people, and said earnestly, "Believe me, although things are still a bit chaotic in our country right now, dawn is just around the corner. In a few years, everything will be alright, and our whole family will be reunited soon."

Su Jinglun, who was about to drink from his glass, paused abruptly upon hearing this. He looked up at Jiang Zhiyu, his voice brimming with barely concealed excitement: "Yuyu, is what you're saying true? Is the situation in China really gradually improving?"

Although he had been living in the US all these years, his heart was always with China. After all, it was his roots, the place where he had lived most of his life. But the news coming from China in recent years had become increasingly worse, with the Cultural Revolution and the exiles, which chilled him to the bone. He felt that he might never be able to go back in this lifetime.

Now that he suddenly hears his granddaughter say that the situation in China is about to improve, how can he not be excited?

Jiang Zhiyu met her grandfather's expectant gaze and nodded firmly: "It's true, Grandpa. In two or three years at most, everything will be over. Then the country will focus on economic development, and things will get better and better."

She spoke with absolute certainty, without the slightest hesitation.

As someone who traveled from the future, she knew the course of history better than anyone else. After 1976, China would soon usher in the reform and opening up, and a completely new era would begin.

Su Jinglun and Shen Peiyu exchanged a glance, both seeing relief and excitement in each other's eyes.

After more than a decade of anxiety, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.

"Okay...okay..." Su Jinglun murmured to himself, his eyes reddening. "That's good...that's good..."

"We really want to go back and see," Shen Peiyu wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice full of longing. "We, the old couple, don't want to die out there; we should return to our roots."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled and nodded, "Yes, definitely. In a couple of years, when the situation has stabilized, I'll take you back to visit. Then my mother will show you around our old home, to see our Su family's old house."

"Okay, okay!" Shen Peiyu smiled broadly and nodded repeatedly.

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The meal lasted for more than two hours, and the atmosphere remained lively throughout.

After dinner, Su Wenhao was sent off by his mother to do his homework. His older cousin and his wife also went back to their room. His uncle was talking with his maternal grandfather in the study. Only Jiang Zhiyu and his maternal grandmother Shen Peiyu were left in the living room.

Shen Peiyu held Jiang Zhiyu's hand and sat on the sofa, chatting away. She talked about her mother's childhood anecdotes and their experiences in the United States over the years, enjoying herself immensely.

Jiang Zhiyu listened quietly, nodding occasionally, but her mind was preoccupied with other things.

Since her uncle's family is in the import and export trade, can the goods she purchases be legally shipped out?