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"Ah, I dreamed about my man last night," Xiao Yu said. "He said I've really suffered over the years, all alone and lonely, without anyone to care for me. He worries that if I die, there won't be anyone to handle my affairs!"
"Aunt Wang," she continued, "don't be sad. We must look forward. People say that when a car reaches the mountain, there will be a way. You don't need to think so much!"
Yu Songyu, not very good at comforting others, could only speak her mind as thoughts came to her.
Aunt Wang's voice choked with emotion, her eyes reddening as she sighed and continued speaking.
"Ah, if my son hadn't died, his child would probably be about your age by now." Aunt Wang looked at Yu Songyu and felt an inexplicable closeness to her.
Yu Songyu guessed what Aunt Wang meant and nodded in understanding.
"Ah, we have a connection, you and I. I've been thinking about this for days. If you don't mind that this old woman is a burden, would you consider being my granddaughter? I would treat you just like my own grandchild! If you feel it's inconvenient..."
Aunt Wang felt anxious; she feared that Yu Songyu might refuse. Without someone to care for in this world, what was the point of living?
"Grandma!"
Yu Songyu squatted down and called out without hesitation. She understood Aunt Wang's situation and was willing to be the one whom she could care for and who would take care of her in her old age.
Aunt Wang didn't expect Yu Songyu to agree so readily; tears streamed down her face in an instant.
"Oh dear, my child!"
Yu Songyu found herself embraced by Aunt Wang as they cried together for a while before finally breaking into smiles.
Aunt Wang took out a brocade box and pressed it into Yu Songyu's hands.
"Child, take this. It's a small token from your grandma."
Yu Songyu knew that if she didn't accept it now, the old lady wouldn't feel at ease.
Her own grandmother in the modern world had only ever sowed discord and spread rumors about her; she had never looked at her with kindness.
Who would have thought that fate would bring her to the seventies, where she would find long-lost familial affection?
Yu Songyu stopped refusing and accepted the box; it could potentially become her family heirloom.
"Thank you, Grandma!"
After returning to her room and lying on the warm kang bed, she replayed the earlier scene in her mind. A warm current flowed through her heart.
She brought the bracelet into her space, finding a suitable spot to store it.
As she lay in the hot spring, relaxing while contemplating many things, she felt a sense of peace enveloping her.
She thought of Yang Qinghe, of her grandmother, of encouraging the villagers to fish, and finally, she thought of collecting antiques. She recalled the time during the campaign to Destroy the Four Olds and Establish the Four News, when many people must have been reluctant to part with their old belongings and had secretly hidden them away.
In this era of material scarcity, those old items were not essential for food or clothing. If she offered some supplies in exchange, she believed many would be willing to trade with her. However, over the years, while the atmosphere had relaxed somewhat, such matters still couldn't be approached too openly.
Going door to door to collect them would require more energy than she currently had. It seemed this was not something that could be rushed; careful planning was necessary.
After her bath, Yu Songyu felt refreshed, as if she had been reborn, filled with newfound strength. She picked a couple of flower petals and chewed them, their sweet fragrance filling her mouth. She could sense her entire body relaxing, a mysterious energy coursing through her, making her feel invigorated.
Tentatively approaching the sofa, she placed her hands on its backrest and pushed forward with all her might. To her astonishment, the luxurious yet heavy wooden sofa was easily shoved several meters away.
Yu Songyu was stunned. She clearly remembered the day the furniture was brought into the space; she had tried to rearrange it but had exhausted herself pushing for half a day without making any significant changes. This meant that the flower petals and the Spirit Spring Water truly had the power to strengthen one's body!
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