After breakfast, Xia Wan leisurely pedaled her old but spotlessly clean bicycle toward the city. This trip to the city wasn't because of Xia Shitou.

Xia Wan had something important on her mind—to go to the post office.

She had previously sent her godmother, who lived far away, some precious ginseng and a letter, and counting the days, she estimated that they should have received them by now!

So she couldn't wait to rush over and make a phone call to tell her godmother not to start unpacking the package in front of everyone, so that her godmother could be prepared in advance.

Of course, there was also a small selfish reason: I wanted to take the opportunity to see if Grandma Xia had called Beijing again.

Along the way, a gentle breeze caressed Xia Wan's face, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows, as if paving a golden road to hope for her.

Before she knew it, Xia Wan had arrived at the post office. As soon as she parked her bicycle, her gaze was drawn to Sister Zhao, who was sitting by the window, intently knitting a sweater.

With her head down, Sister Zhao skillfully manipulated the needle and thread, and the sweater gradually took shape in her hands, revealing exquisite patterns and delicate texture.

Xia Wan's lips curled into a bright smile, and she cheerfully called out, "Sister Zhao, busy, huh?"

Upon hearing that familiar and clear voice, Sister Zhao suddenly looked up.

When she saw Xia Wan standing outside the window, smiling as warmly as the spring sun, her face instantly lit up with a joyful smile, and she responded enthusiastically, "Oh, it's Xia Wan, my dear sister!"

Xia Wan walked briskly into the post office lobby, cheerfully greeting Sister Zhao as she went: "Hey, Sister Zhao, I came here today just to make a phone call!"

As she spoke, her gaze inadvertently fell on the unfinished sweater in Sister Zhao's hands. Her eyes lit up instantly, filled with surprise and envy, and she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration:

"Wow, sister, your knitting skills are amazing! Look how beautiful this sweater is! It's even prettier than the ones sold in department stores!"

Hearing such praise for her skills, Sister Zhao's already radiant smile became even more genuine, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes trembled slightly: "Isn't it beautiful? This is a new trick I just learned recently! How about it, do you want to learn? I can teach you step by step!"

Upon seeing this, Xia Wan quickly adopted a flattered expression, unconsciously covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide with surprise and delight.

"Oh, really? That's great! But you can't look down on me, sis. I'm a bit slow and I'm afraid I won't be able to learn it. How could I be as skillful as you, sis!"

"Hey! What are you saying? What's so hard to learn? You're so smart and quick-witted, you'll definitely learn it in no time!"

Sister Zhao smiled so broadly that her teeth were showing, her face beaming with joy: "By the way, little sister, did you come here today specifically to ask me about your grandmother? Don't worry, I've been keeping an eye on things for you these past few days!"

"Thank you so much, Sister Zhao, for always remembering my matter." Xia Wan looked at Sister Zhao sincerely, her eyes filled with gratitude. After a pause, she continued, "Actually, besides inquiring about my grandmother's situation, I have another small favor to ask of you."

As she spoke, Xia Wan took out a piece of paper with her phone number written on it beforehand from her pocket and carefully handed it to Sister Zhao, explaining, "This is something I prepared in advance, just in case I come here to find you."

Sister Zhao took the slip of paper, glanced at the numbers on it, and without saying a word, picked up the phone next to her and started dialing, muttering to herself, "Hmm... a number from Suzhou!"

Xia Wan nodded and replied, "That's right, Sister Zhao, this is the phone number for the office of the Suzhou Plastics Factory. It's the one I told you about last time, my godmother."

Sister Zhao waited until the call connected before handing the receiver to her, whispering a reminder: "Say the important things. Seven cents for three minutes, four cents for every minute over."

In Sister Zhao's mind, Xia Wan's circumstances weren't good, so this phone call must have been for something important, which was why she reminded her!

Xia Wan smiled gratefully at her, waiting for the call to connect. Hearing her godmother's voice, the image of that straightforward woman appeared in her mind.

Although Sister Zhao had already given her a heads-up, Xia Wan's phone call this time might be quite long. She wasn't just talking about ginseng; she also wanted to ask about Qiao Qiao.

"It's me, Wanwan, your godmother!"

"Wanwan, you're already having a hard time living over there by yourself, why are you still sending things over?" Sun Hui's voice was filled with undisguised joy.

They were stunned when they received the things Xia Wan sent them a few days ago. This silly girl must have risked her life to dig up ginseng in the mountains, so why did she send it to them?

"I don't need it here, so I was thinking of sending it to my godmother and godfather. My godfather likes to drink, so we can make wine with it!" Xia Wan's voice unconsciously carried a hint of coquetry.

She knew that although the original owner was not Sun Hui's biological daughter, Sun Hui had always treated her as her own, giving her endless love and care.

This kinship, like the warm sun in spring, warmed the original owner's heart.

So now she has taken over this body, and without harming her own interests, she also helps the original owner repay her godparents!

Moreover, since she transmigrated here, she has received a lot of help and love from them, and she has felt a maternal love from Sun Hui that she had never felt before!

"Oh, right, godmother, I sent you some more things. They should arrive in the next few days. There are some things in there that I'd like my brother to help me deal with!" Xia Wan said softly.

"Alright, alright, I'll talk to that brat about it then!" Although Sun Hui was puzzled, she didn't ask any more questions and instead inquired about Xia Wan's life.

"Wanwan, are you doing alright over there? Is anyone bullying you?" Sun Hui's voice was full of worry.

She knew that Xia Wan had gone to an unfamiliar place alone and didn't know how her biological parents treated her, so she was worried that she might be wronged or hurt.

"Don't worry, godmother, I'm doing fine here. No one is bullying me, and my dad and brother are very good to me!" Xia Wan comforted her with a smile.

"That's good, that's good. If anyone dares to bully you, be sure to tell your godmother, and your godmother... will ask your brother to help you!" Sun Hui said firmly.

Xia Wan felt Sun Hui's overflowing love, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

Xia Wan smiled and shook her head, then, remembering that the other person couldn't hear her while on the phone, she spoke:

"Dad and brother are both very good to me, so don't worry, godmother. You and godfather should also take care of yourselves. I'll come back to see you when I'm on vacation! By the way, Qiao Qiao and Zhao Jiaojiao have also come here to work in the countryside. They're in our brigade now!"