Watching the car drive away, Lin Wanqiu and Shen Tingzhou stood side by side at the courtyard gate, lost in thought for a long time. The setting sun cast its golden rays upon them, elongating their shadows.

Life flowed by peacefully and contentedly.

Every morning, Lin Wanqiu wakes up to birdsong. She first takes a stroll in the vegetable garden to check on the vegetables' growth and picks some fresh ones for breakfast. Shen Tingzhou, on the other hand, goes up the mountain to practice Tai Chi and breathe in the fresh air. After breakfast, Lin Wanqiu tends to the garden, while Shen Tingzhou reads under the grape trellis or goes fishing by the pond.

Occasionally, Shen Nianzu would come over on weekends. The little guy's arrival would liven up the small courtyard. He would follow Lin Wanqiu to the garden to pull weeds, and follow Shen Tingzhou to the fishpond to fish, chattering away about all sorts of funny things. Lin Wanqiu and Shen Tingzhou would play and laugh with him, enjoying this rare moment of family bliss.

That day, Lin Wanqiu was pruning roses in the garden when she suddenly heard Shen Tingzhou calling her. She put down her shears, walked to the fishpond, and saw Shen Tingzhou holding a large fish in his hand, his face full of smiles.

"I had some good luck today, I caught a big carp," Shen Tingzhou said with a smile.

Lin Wanqiu looked at the lively carp, her eyes full of smiles: "I'll make you braised carp tonight."

“Okay.” Shen Tingzhou nodded and put the fish into the fish bucket.

As the sun set, the evening glow painted half the sky crimson. Lin Wanqiu and Shen Tingzhou sat under the grape trellis, watching the sunset and listening to the chirping of insects and croaking of frogs, enjoying this peaceful and pleasant moment.

“Late Autumn,” Shen Tingzhou suddenly spoke up, “don’t you think we’re living such a blissful life?”

Lin Wanqiu leaned on his shoulder, a gentle smile on her lips: "Yes, I'm so happy."

She recalled the days when she first transmigrated, the days of barely having enough to eat, the days of being tormented by Old Madam Shen, the days of struggling to survive. Back then, she never imagined that she would have such a day. She had a loving husband, two filial children, a lively and adorable grandson, and a small courtyard of her own, living a carefree life of playing with her grandchildren and tending the garden every day.

All of this felt like a dream, an incredibly sweet dream.

“Oh, right,” Lin Wanqiu suddenly remembered something and looked up at Shen Tingzhou, “I need to make some preparations for the green food project that Nian’an mentioned. I’ll go to the Hongqi Production Brigade tomorrow and chat with the villagers.”

Shen Tingzhou nodded and took her hand: "I'll go with you."

Looking into his eyes, Lin Wanqiu felt a warmth in her heart. She knew that no matter when or where, he would always be by her side, her strongest support.

As night deepened, countless stars twinkled in the sky. Lin Wanqiu and Shen Tingzhou sat side by side under the grape trellis, gazing at the starry expanse, reminiscing about past joys and sharing their hopes for the future. A gentle evening breeze carried the sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms and the tranquility of time.

Meanwhile, Chen Nian sat in his office, looking at the green food research and development plan on his desk, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. He knew that this project was not only a new beginning for Wanqiu Food Workshop, but also a continuation of his mother's long-held wish. He would do his utmost to make this project a success, so that the name of Wanqiu Food Workshop would resound throughout the country and reach a wider world.