One day, she and her four children arrived at a devastated town that had just been recaptured. The once bustling market was now reduced to rubble, and the surviving residents looked numb and deeply traumatized.

"Mother, can the abacus settle the 'debt' here?" Sibao Su Qi (with a strawberry birthmark) tilted her little face up and pointed at those sad people. The strawberry birthmark on her face was slightly warm, and she could keenly sense the strong sadness.

Su Li squatted down, gently touched Xiao Qi's head, and looked at Dabao: "Chen'er, the abacus can calculate the big accounts, but the small accounts of human hearts require another algorithm."

Dabao Su Chen closed his eyes for a moment, then pointed his hand in the air. The shadow of a miniature abacus hovering beside him flicked gently, projecting a complex screen of light. It was no longer a display of specific points, but rather countless interwoven, faint threads of light, representing joy and sorrow.

"Mother, the great karma has been resolved by the operation of the Metal Element. The debts owed by the people here are mostly 'debts of love' - the pain of losing loved ones, the destruction of homes, the pain of fear. This debt is invisible, but it is the heaviest, and it cannot be repaid with gold or stone."

Su Li nodded, and a plan came to her mind. She didn't take out any official documents, nor did she announce any policies. She just found a slightly flat open space and set up a large pot.

"System, exchange for the recipe of 'Super Invincible, Delicious, Heartwarming Medicinal Soup', and deduct the merit points from my account!" Su Li said proudly.

[Ding! Exchange successful! Merit points consumed: 888! Recipe transferred! Host receives temporary title: 'Walking Fragrance Bomb'!] The system, despite all the complaints, is incredibly efficient.

Soon, a strange, rich aroma permeated the ruined town. It seemed to possess a magical power, evoking the warmest memories, calming agitated nerves, and making one salivate uncontrollably. The numbed people, drawn to the aroma, slowly gathered around.

Su Li stirred the cauldron of soup (which she had named "Seven Treasures Soul-Calming Soup" because it contained various calming, nourishing, and invigorating herbs) while she spoke aloud, "Fellow villagers! The battle is over! The debts owed by those bad guys and bastards will be slowly repaid! But the pain in our hearts and the emptiness in our stomachs must be healed by ourselves! Today, we'll have enough! Have a bowl of hot soup to warm your body and your heart!"

The four cute babies became the best "salesmen".

Dabao Su Chen kept a straight face and assured in a monk's tone: "This soup contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the power of peace. After one bowl, the nightmare will be gone!"

* The second child, Su Heng, held his little bowl and drank with a slurping sound, proving with his actions: "It tastes good! It smells good! I'm full!" His golden pacifier sparkled in the sun, giving people an inexplicable sense of trust that "President Jin said it's good, so it must be worth it."

* Sanbao Su Yu used the special skills of dragon horn to accurately point out which lady needed to replenish qi and blood, and which uncle had excessive liver fire and needed to add some cool leaves to the soup.

Sibao Su Qi's job was the most unique. Su Li had her hold a small seal dipped in a special cinnabar. For every person who received the soup, Su Qi would stand on tiptoe and meticulously stamp a bright red, adorable strawberry seal on the back of their hand!

"Qiqi, stamp it!" the little girl said in a baby voice, "This is the 'peace and joy' strawberry stamp! Once it's stamped, the bad dream will go away! From now on, you can drink hot soup every day!"

That tiny strawberry stamp, imbued with childishness and a blessing, seemed to hold a strange power. Those holding the hot soup, looking at the lovely bright red mark on the back of their hands, felt the warmth in their stomachs and the calming effects of the soup's herbs. Their numb eyes gradually brightened, and their tense shoulders relaxed. Some sobbed softly, a sob of release, not despair. Others began to whisper, their topics no longer about fear but about the taste of the soup and the few bricks left in their homes for the stove.

An old woman who had lost her son and remained silent all this time, after drinking the soup, looked at the strawberry mark on the back of her hand, and suddenly grabbed Su Qi's little hand, tears silently flowing down her face: "Girl... this mark is so beautiful... It looks like my granddaughter's face when she was a child, and her face was also rosy..."

Xiao Qi stretched out her little hand and clumsily wiped the old woman's tears: "Grandma, don't cry. Qi Qi will stamp one more for you! Two! Good things come in pairs!" As she said that, she stamped a strawberry mark on the back of the old woman's other hand.

This scene was clearly captured by Dabao Su Chen's "Cause and Effect Abacus." The gray, sorrow-wreathed thread representing the old woman seemed to be infused with a soft, pink warmth the moment it was stamped onto the strawberry print. Though still present, it was no longer as icy and piercing, and even split into a fine, golden strand representing new hope.

Su Li watched all this, her heart moved. She said to the system in her mind, "System, is this the beginning of the settlement of this 'debt of love'?"

[Ding! The host has grasped the 'ultimate secret of karma reckoning'!] The system's voice, rarely venomous, held a hint of...humanity? [Cold points cannot measure the warmth of the human heart. Forging good karma with good deeds, melting cold with warmth—this is the highest form of 'karmic restitution.' Detecting 'mass psychological trauma repairing,' small positive merit points continue to be generated... though a drop in the bucket, but... of great significance. Note: Sibao Su Qi's 'Strawberry Seal of Peace and Joy' has been recorded as a special karma blessing item. Effect: Slight but lasting psychological comfort + +1 Luck (only effective for those with kind intentions).]

As the sun sets, smoke curls up from cooking fires (real smoke this time). Amidst the ruins, people hold bowls, their hands imprinted with lovely strawberries, and a faint, long-lost smile appears on their faces. The air is filled with the warm aroma of medicinal food and a more precious flavor called "hope."

The four adorable babies were exhausted. Second baby Su Heng, holding his empty bowl, leaned against his mother's legs and snored, his golden pacifier still in his mouth. Third baby Su Yu's dragon horn light also dimmed, and his little head nodded. Big baby Su Chen still maintained the "dignity" of a risk control officer, but his eyelids were also fighting. Fourth baby Su Qi held up a strawberry stamp stained with cinnabar, and his little face was also rubbed with a few red marks. Like a little cat, he lay in Su Li's arms and muttered contentedly: "Qi Qi stamped a lot of stamps... Everyone... is safe and happy..."

Su Li held her children, looking at the land, now beginning to sprout new life amidst its pain. The yellow pear wood abacus beside her lay quietly, its golden beads gently turning. She knew that Ashina Jinlang's national debt would have to be repaid slowly, but the "debt of love" in the hearts of millions of ordinary people would require countless evenings like this, countless bowls of hot soup, countless strawberry stamps bearing blessings, and enduring peace and tranquility to gradually heal and settle.

This "abacus of settling karmic debts" counts cold numbers, but even more so, it counts the fiery fireworks of the world and the endless warmth.