Architecture Adjustments

At the beginning of spring, the temperature rose slightly, and the spring blossoms of March showed faint signs of budding.

The family's trip to Shanghai had come to an end. Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong had seen the splendor of a first-tier city, and even on the way back to Jizhou, they still felt somewhat overwhelmed.

Online payments, QR-code ordering, on-time food delivery, and giant IMAX cinema screens—these things had already been developed to a high level in Shanghai.

In the eyes of the couple, Shanghai and Jizhou were practically two different worlds.

While marveling at the development of society, Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong could not help feeling their hearts pounding faster.

There were some things they did not quite understand and could not figure out in a short while, but that did not stop them from sensing the greatness of a world accelerating through renewal and iteration.

The times had never first descended upon a small county like Jizhou. Only by going out and seeing it with your own eyes could you feel the tremendous rise and fall of the tide of the times.

But what left them even more dazed was that all of this seemed to be connected to their sock-scattering Dog Son.

"You don't even need to bring a wallet when you go out."

"Your son came up with that."

"There are delivery riders in yellow clothes all over the streets."

"They're all your son's employees."

"Those movie characters looked like they were about to leap out of the screen."

"Your son brought them in."

"With just a few taps, someone delivers food to your home?"

"Your son came up with that too."

When Yuan Youqin and Jiang Zhenghong returned to Jizhou, one sighed and the other answered. Then they turned to look at their