Deng Mei explained with a smile, "My husband can't stay idle, so he found a temporary job nearby, working as a doorman. But he only works during the day and comes back to keep me company at night. Your father's comrades-in-arms also often come to visit us."

Once inside, Deng Mei showed Jiang Qiao around the house. Jiang Qiao was particularly moved when she saw the room that Gu Zhengfeng had decorated for her. It was a princess-like room filled with all the love her father had for her, with pink decorations throughout the room.

Seeing Jiang Qiao like this, Deng Mei sighed, "Child, you don't know, your father used to come and decorate this room whenever he had free time. Even though you had already disappeared back then, he still insisted on arranging the room properly."

Comrade Gu said that once his daughter was found, he would make her a little princess. He never expected that the wait would last for so many years. He had never seen a man love his child so much.

By the way, I only clean the room; I haven't moved any of the furniture. Honey, there are some things your father wrote inside. Go take a look when you have time. I'll go make you some food; you must be hungry after your journey."

Jiang Qiao slowly walked into the pink, fairytale-like room. She couldn't believe that her father, such a tough and resolute man, could have such a tender side, especially towards her, a young girl, with so many expectations.

Looking at all the furniture in the room, she really liked it. Her father had a good eye; the furniture from more than ten years ago still looked stylish at this time.

Seeing a notebook on the dressing table, Jiang Qiao sat down and slowly opened it. When she read the words inside, she was overwhelmed with emotion. She was deeply moved; it was a father's profound love for his daughter and a record of his emotional journey.

Especially after reading that last part, "My darling Qiao'er, where are you? I can't find you no matter how long I search. I'm so worried that when I'm old and can't move, I won't be able to protect you. I'm even more afraid that one day when I close my eyes, I won't be able to see my daughter one last time, won't be able to let my daughter live in the room I decorated with my own hands, or wear the clothes I prepared for you with my own hands. My child, where are you? Mom and Dad miss you so much, so very much—"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Qiao couldn't help but burst into tears, and Deng Mei, who was cooking downstairs, couldn't help but shed tears as well.

They have been following Jiang Qiao's case for years and have been helping to find her, but after so many years, they still haven't found her. They feel even more sorry for Gu Zhengfeng and his wife.

The child came back, and she and the old man were happy for the couple; good deeds are always rewarded.

However, she is now a little worried about what delicious food she should make for her child.

Fortunately, Zhengfeng mailed a large package from the south last time, which the elderly couple hadn't been able to bear eating. Now it can finally come in handy.

After crying upstairs, Jiang Qiao opened the closet and was immediately stunned. The closet was filled with exquisite children's clothes. From childhood to adulthood, she had no idea what her parents were thinking when they bought these clothes.

She touched each of the clothes her parents had painstakingly bought for her. Although she couldn't wear any of them, she felt her parents' love for her more deeply than ever before.

Wiping away her tears, she pulled open her clothes, found a protrusion in the closet, and rotated it three times. A hidden compartment appeared before her eyes. She didn't have time to pay attention to what was inside; it was full of boxes of things. She put the things into her spatial storage first, then restored it to its original state before going downstairs to find Deng Mei.

Just then, she saw Deng Mei pacing around in the kitchen. Of course, she knew what was going on. "Grandma Deng, don't rush to cook. I've already eaten lunch. I brought some luggage with me, but I left it at the hotel. I'll go get it now."

Deng Mei looked at Jiang Qiao in surprise, "You child, why are you staying in a hotel when you get home? Go and bring your luggage over. Why stay outside when you have a home? Hurry up and go, I'm waiting for you."

Jiang Qiao touched her head shyly. "Grandma Deng, there are two grandpas who came with me. I don't know if my dad has told you about me. One is my adoptive grandfather, and the other is a friend of my adoptive grandfather. They are sleeping in the hotel now."

I'll bring the food over first, so don't worry about the meal. I'll be right back. We can talk about it later.

Jiang Qiao turned and went out. Her luggage was all stored in her spatial storage. She found an empty alley, took out all her things, and didn't dare to take out too much food. Instead, she took some meat, eggs, oil, and some local specialties. Carrying them on her back, she slowly made her way back.

Seeing Jiang Qiao like this, Deng Mei quickly came out to help, "You silly child, why are you carrying so much? Put it down quickly—"

Jiang Qiao put down what she was holding, rubbed her arm, and explained with a smile, "I ran into my friend on the way here, and he gave me some things."

Deng Mei exclaimed, "My goodness, your friend is so generous! You can't buy these things even if you wanted to."

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Grandma Deng, since he gave it to us, let's eat it. After we finish eating, I'll ask him for a solution. You should rest for a while, and we can talk for a bit."

Jiang Qiao mainly wanted to understand the situation here. At the same time, she also wanted to know if anyone was eyeing the house. After all, such a big house was only inhabited by the elderly couple. Those who didn't have houses must be green with envy.

Speaking of this, Deng Mei sighed, "We two are considered lucky. With your father's help, we old folks don't eat much and we can still get by. It's hard to say about other families. There are many who would fight tooth and nail for food."

Fortunately, your father's comrades-in-arms were there to help, so those who wanted to covet our house didn't dare to make a move. After all, we are the families of martyrs, and we are protected. If they really angered us, I would have to report them to the organization.

To be honest, I'm actually benefiting from your kindness. If your father hadn't taken us out of the house, we would be crammed into the same building with all those people every day. Thinking about it now, it really wasn't a pleasant experience.

"This house is so big, just the two of us living here. If we want to eat or drink something, no one will see us. It's convenient and comfortable. Although we've lost our son, with your father and the others around, our later years are no different from if we had a son."

She'd seen plenty of families with sons and daughters, and their lives were nowhere near as good as theirs. Gu Zhengfeng and the others had thought of everything for them—food, clothing, and other necessities. What more could the old couple possibly want?

While chatting with the old lady, Jiang Qiao took things out and said, "Grandma, these are for you two to nourish your bodies. I saw what was going on outside. You and Grandpa Li just need to take good care of yourselves. You don't need to worry about anything else. Your parents and I will take care of everything."