The carriage waited at the city gate for a while, and then the group of people who had been with them that morning, along with Zhao Sibao, boarded. Tian Yu glared at him, and Chen Chong also looked at him, which frightened him so much that he lowered his head and shrank to the back of the carriage, his hands tucked into his clothes as if hiding some treasure. The others also seemed to understand, glancing at Tian Yu and then at Zhao Sibao, but no one said a word. The three generations of the grandmother and grandchildren, however, treated Tian Yu like a benefactor, thanking her politely the whole time. Tangyuan and Xiaohua became familiar with each other, chatting and laughing. Listening to the old lady recount her family's story, which was similar to what she had heard from the coachman that morning, they learned that her son had gone to the battlefield and never returned, her daughter-in-law had remarried, and when she left, Xiaohua was only two years old and Gouzi was only eight. The old lady had to take care of them all by herself. The first year, she received some compensation, but later, for some reason, it stopped. For the past three years, the old lady had to rely on the charity of the villagers and gathering herbs in the mountains and farming to support them. But as she got older, the herbs in the mountains became harder to find, and life became increasingly difficult. Seeing the old woman cry as she spoke of her sorrows, saying how much money they had to repay, and how she would have preferred to let her go sooner rather than be a burden on her two children, Tian Yu comforted her, telling her not to think such things, to focus on her recovery, and that the children still depended on her. She warned that if she passed away, the children would be left without anyone to care for them. She assured her that the money could be repaid whenever they had it, and there was no need to worry. Since it was still early, Tian Yu had Gouzi help his grandmother lie down and rest a bit more, so she wouldn't have to talk. The old woman listened to her advice and lay down fully clothed to rest. As the carriage left the city gate, they encountered Li Yong again. This time, he didn't stop the carriage but followed them on horseback, saying he would see them off one more time.

"Young lady, come to the county town often when you have time. I'll treat you to a good look around."

"Okay, I'll definitely come again if I have the chance."

"That's settled then. When my older brother arrives, I'll definitely introduce you to him properly."

"Good! Your elder brother is also a general."

“Of course, my elder brother is a great hero, a famous general in the Wu Kingdom. Hey! Let me tell you, once…” Tian Yu saw that he was about to start telling his heroic deeds again, so she quickly looked to Chen Chong for help.

"I wonder if Brother Li knows whether the families of soldiers who die on the battlefield are entitled to compensation?"

"Yes! I remember it was about seven or eight hundred coins per person per year, depending on rank or location, it varied." Li Yong quickly changed the subject.

"How long can we receive it?" Tian Yu understood why Chen Chong was asking this question and followed suit.

"It's usually ten years! There are longer or shorter ones, but it's never less than five years. Wait, why are you asking this, ladies? Didn't you receive your compensation?"

"It wasn't me, it was them," Tian Yu said, pointing to the elderly people and children in the car.

"Brother Li, could you help me check? This family of three only received one year's pension, and then it stopped."

"That's impossible. Some people might not have reported it and that's why they didn't receive it. But since they've been receiving it for a year, they should continue to receive it. Don't worry, leave this to me. I'll definitely find out for you."

"Then thank you very much, Brother Li."

"Brother Chen, you're too kind."

"What information do we need to provide?"

"Oh, girl, just have them give me the receipt for the pension I received back then, or the village records from when I was in the army will also work."

Tian Yu looked at the old lady and the others, who all nodded and said they had it, and it was safely stored at home. She told the coachman to bring it to Li Yong next time they went to town. Li Yong also told them that if they didn't see him at the city gate, they should look for him at the military camp; they were sure to find him. After giving all the instructions, Li Yong, seeing that they were about to leave the main road, turned his horse around and headed back to town. He didn't forget to remind Tian Yu to look for him when she went to town, or he would go to Old Zhao Village to find them. Tian Yu readily agreed, but Chen Chong wasn't too happy.

Back in the village, everyone on the bus gradually left. Zhao Sibao looked around, but seeing no one paying him any attention, he sheepishly walked away with his hands in his pockets. The three generations of the family got off the bus and thanked Tian Yu and Chen Chong again for their help. Tian Yu helped them up, saying they were fellow villagers and it was only right, and they shouldn't take it to heart. She then handed them half a bag of rice and clothes she had bought earlier. The three refused to accept them, but after Tian Yu and Chen Chong's persuasion, they finally accepted them, kneeling down to express their gratitude once more. They repeatedly said that as long as their aunt was still alive, they would definitely find a way to repay Tian Yu. Tian Yu also said there was no rush and she would help them when she had the chance. Tian Yu really didn't understand their tendency to kneel so readily, so she knelt down with them, telling them not to kneel anymore, as they couldn't bear such a small favor. Tian Yu told Gouzi to come to her house the next day, saying she had something to say. Only after seeing the three of them off did she pick up the things they had bought and head home. The sun was already setting, and the last rays of sunlight dappled through the distant trees, casting a soft glow on their path home. Looking at the sunset, Tian Yu patted Tangyuan's head, then glanced at Chen Chong on the other side, feeling that even though she had come to this backward place, meeting them was truly the best gift God had given her. She was willing to live here peacefully for the rest of her life.