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

That evening, Jiang Zhiyu called her parents into the main room.

"Dad, Mom, I have something to tell you."

Su Wanqing and Jiang Boxun exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Zhiyu, what's wrong?"

"Are you going back to Shanghai?"

"No." Jiang Zhiyu shook her head. "Mom, I ran into some things when I went out this time..."

She paused, then continued:

"I went to Country M and met my maternal grandparents and my uncle's family."

As soon as she finished speaking, Su Wanqing froze.

"Wh...what?"

Her voice was trembling.

"You said...you saw your maternal grandparents? And your uncle?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhiyu nodded. "I met my uncle in San Francisco, and he took me back home. My grandparents are here."

Su Wanqing stood up abruptly, her eyes instantly reddening:

"Really? You're not lying to Mom?"

"Really, Mom." Jiang Zhiyu walked over and took her mother's hand. "Grandpa and Grandma are both in good health, but they miss you terribly. Uncle has also been thinking of you all, and my two cousins ​​are doing well too."

"God……"

Su Wanqing's tears welled up instantly.

"My parents are still alive. I thought I would never see them again."

Jiang Boxun quickly got up to help his wife, gently patting her back:

"Wanqing, don't get agitated, Zhiyu, tell me slowly..."

"Mom, please sit down." Jiang Zhiyu helped her mother sit down. "I'll tell you slowly."

Su Wanqing held her daughter's hand tightly, staring at her intently.

"Mom, Grandpa and Grandma have been thinking of you all these years."

Jiang Zhiyu said softly:

"My uncle told me that after they escaped, conditions were tough, and they couldn't come back to get you. Later, when the situation stabilized, and given the chaos in the country during those years, they didn't dare to contact you rashly, fearing it would implicate you. Over the years, they've always kept you in their thoughts."

Su Wanqing could no longer hold back and covered her face, bursting into tears.

My parents... my parents are still alive...

She cried and muttered:

"I thought I'd never see them again in this lifetime..."

Jiang's father stood silently beside his wife, his eyes also reddening.

He recalled how good his father-in-law, Su Jinglun, had been to him back then, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

"Zhiyu," Su Wanqing cried for a while, gradually calming down, and looked up at her daughter, "How is your uncle... how is your uncle doing now?"

"It was great." Jiang Zhiyu smiled. "My uncle owns a shopping mall in San Francisco, and his business is huge. This time when I visited, he took me shopping for several days and bought me lots of things."

"real?"

Su Wanqing was both surprised and delighted.

"Your uncle has been smart since he was a child. I never imagined that after all these years, he would become a big boss..."

"Mom, I brought you something too." Jiang Zhiyu stood up and took a package from the room. "This is something my grandparents asked me to bring back for you, along with gifts from my uncle, aunt, and cousins."

She opened the package, inside which was a thick stack of letters and several exquisite gifts—a beautiful tea set, several bolts of fabric in his favorite pattern, several boxes of Hong Kong pastries, and some everyday items.

Su Wanqing picked up the stack of letters with trembling hands and opened them one by one.

"This is your maternal grandfather's handwriting..."

She held the letter, and tears streamed down her face again!

As Su Wanqing read the letter, tears soaked the paper.

"mother……"

She cried out, her voice choked with emotion.

Mr. Jiang gently embraced his wife, a pang of sadness welling up inside him. He recalled all the kindness his father-in-law, Su Jinglun, had shown him in the past—he came from humble beginnings, and it was Su Jinglun's character that had led his father-in-law to marry his daughter to him.

"It's good that my parents-in-law are still alive."

Seeing her parents embracing and weeping, Jiang Zhiyu felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

She took out another small box from the package and handed it to her father:

"Dad, Uncle asked me to bring this to you."

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment, then took the box and opened it to find an exquisite pocket watch inside. The watch case was engraved with a coiled dragon, and the workmanship was exquisite.

"This is……"

He was stunned.

"My uncle said this was the watch my grandfather wore when he was young," Jiang Zhiyu said softly. "This pocket watch was my grandfather's favorite item, and he asked me to bring it back for you."

Jiang Boxun held the pocket watch, speechless for a long time.

He thought of his selfish biological father—who, on his deathbed, left all the good things in the family to his eldest brother, leaving nothing for him. His father-in-law, Su Jinglun, entrusted his daughter and property to him before he passed away, and now, far across the ocean, he still thought of him, his son-in-law.

This is what family love is all about.

The two hugged and cried for a long time before gradually calming down.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at her parents' red and swollen eyes and sighed softly.

"Mom, Uncle said something else."

She took the last letter out of the package:

"This was written to you by my younger cousin, Su Wenhao. He said he'll definitely come back to China to visit you when he has the chance."

"Wenhao?"

Su Wanqing took the letter and wiped away her tears.

"I remember that child. He was only a few years old when he left, and now he's so grown up..."

She opened the letter, inside were two color photos—a young man wearing sunglasses and bell-bottoms, standing next to a black motorcycle, smiling brightly.

The other photo is a family portrait of the seven members of their family.

"Is this Wen Hao?"

Su Wanqing asked in surprise.

Why is this child dressed like that?

"Mom, this is all the rage abroad now." Jiang Zhiyu smiled.

"This child..."

Su Wanqing stopped crying and started laughing.

"I was mischievous as a child, but I never imagined I'd be even wilder as an adult."

"Oh, right, Mom," Jiang Zhiyu added, "Uncle also said that once the situation improves, he wants to bring Grandpa and Grandma back to China to visit you. He said our country is so big, and he hasn't really seen it properly yet."

"real?"

Su Wanqing's eyes lit up immediately.

"Are they really coming back?"

"My grandparents said they'll definitely come back whenever they have the chance," Jiang Zhiyu nodded. "They also told you to take care of yourself and wait for them."

Su Wanqing wiped away her tears again, but this time they were tears of joy.

"well……"

She nodded repeatedly.

"I'm waiting for them, I'll definitely wait for them to come back."

The family talked for most of the night until Su Wanqing's emotions completely calmed down.

Jiang Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief as she watched her parents sleeping peacefully.

Thankfully, she had told her parents about the M country beforehand; otherwise, if she had simply said she was leaving, they would have been worried sick and unable to sleep. Right now, their attention is entirely on her family, and they won't be asking her where she's going for the time being.

She quietly got up and tiptoed out the door.

Upon reaching the cowshed, the two dilapidated mud-brick houses appeared particularly desolate under the moonlight. Jiang Zhiyu walked to the door and gently knocked.

"who?"

Qi Zhengli's wary voice came from inside.

"Godfather, it's me, Zhiyu."

The door creaked open, and Liu Hong, wearing a coat, stood in the doorway. Seeing that it was Jiang Zhiyu, she quickly ushered her in.

"Zhiyu? What brings you here so late?"

Qi Zhengli also got up and sat on the edge of the bed to ask.

"Godfather and Godmother, I have something to tell you." Jiang Zhiyu sat down on the stool. "I'm going on a long trip tomorrow morning, and I might not be back for a while."

"Going on another long trip?"

Liu Hong looked at her with concern.

Where to?

"Beijing." Jiang Zhiyu didn't hide anything. "I have some things to take care of."

Qi Zhengli and Liu Hong exchanged a glance, both seeing worry in each other's eyes.

"Zhiyu," Qi Zhengli hesitated for a moment, "is it about what happened before? The time your parents were arrested…?"

"More or less." Jiang Zhiyu nodded. "Don't worry, godfather and godmother, I'll be careful. This trip is mainly to investigate some things; it won't be too dangerous."

Do your parents know?

Liu Hong asked.

"I won't say goodbye to them tomorrow morning, I don't want them to worry," Jiang Zhiyu said. "I'll leave as soon as they wake up. Godfather and Godmother, please keep an eye on them for me."

"Is that even a question?"

Liu Hong nodded quickly.

"Don't worry, with us here, your parents will be fine."

"Zhiyu," Qi Zhengli stood up and took a small cloth bag from the bedside table, "this is a small token of our appreciation from your godmother and me. You should carry some money with you when you're traveling."

He stuffed the cloth bag into Jiang Zhiyu's hand. Jiang Zhiyu opened it and saw that it contained several crumpled bills and some national grain coupons.

"Godfather, I can't accept this," Jiang Zhiyu quickly declined. "You and Godmother aren't having an easy time, you should keep these for yourselves."

"Take it!"

Qi Zhengli insisted on giving it to her.

"Since you've recognized us as your godparents, we're family. Family doesn't need to be formal. We can't be of much help while you're away, so please take this money for emergencies."

"By the way, since you're going to Beijing, go check out your godparents' yard. It's probably sealed off. In the southeast corner of our yard, there's a big locust tree. I buried some things under it. If you have a place to put them, go and collect them. When we were being targeted, I knew things were going badly, so I buried all the valuables in the house there. They'll all belong to my daughter from now on." As he spoke, Qi Zhengli casually wrote another note and stuffed it into Jiang Zhiyu's hand.

Jiang Zhiyu listened quietly, then looked at the cloth bag in her hand, her eyes welling up with tears.

In those days, grain coupons were more precious than money. Qi Zhengli and Liu Hong had been living a hard life in the cowshed, and they had saved up these grain coupons for who knows how long. Now that they were giving them all to her, with all those things from the capital, how could she possibly accept them?

"Godfather..."

"Don't refuse."

Liu Hong held her hand.

"We can never repay the kindness you've shown us in this lifetime. What is this little thing compared to that?"

Jiang Zhiyu held the cloth bag in her hand and bowed deeply.

"Godfather and Godmother, I'll remember. When I come back, I'll bring you nice things. I'll also bring your precious babies back with me."

"Alright, alright, don't be shy. Your godparents are yours."

Liu Hong wiped her eyes.

Be careful on your journey, and come back soon.

Jiang Zhiyu nodded, turned around and went out the door.

Behind her, Qi Zhengli and Liu Hong stood at the door, watching her figure disappear into the night.

"This child..."

Liu Hong sighed.

"I wonder what they're going to do there. It's kind of worrying."

"Zhiyu is a sensible girl," Qi Zhengli patted his wife's shoulder, "She'll be fine."

The two stood in the moonlight, watching the direction where Jiang Zhiyu had disappeared, and did not return to the house for a long time.

They had no children of their own and endured countless cold stares and ostracism. Unexpectedly, in their old age, they found such a wonderful goddaughter.

"Old woman, you've suffered your whole life," Qi Zhengli said softly, "Our blessing lies here."

Liu Hong nodded without saying anything, simply gazing quietly at the night.

As soon as Jiang Zhiyu left the village, she teleported to the county town! It was still dark, so she found a secluded corner to go to sleep in her spatial dimension.

She'll buy a train ticket to Kyoto at daybreak! To meet that father and daughter!