Time flew by in the blink of an eye.
Nearly five years had passed in the blink of an eye.
February 25, 2047.
Jiangnan Base City, detached villa No. 117, Mingyue Residential Area.
Rare goose-feather snowflakes drifted down, piling up across the courtyard, rooftops, and terrace, while the lawn was blanketed in white.
Yet inside the villa, where the festive atmosphere of the New Year had yet to fully fade, it was warm as spring.
Zhou Hao and Zhou Ying'er, dressed in light summer clothes, sat on the sofa chatting and laughing.
Their mother, Wang Rong, was busy in the kitchen. She too wore only light clothes beneath her apron. Though nearly fifty, her complexion was rosy and glowing, making her look like a woman in her thirties.
Before long.
The dining table was filled with steaming dishes fragrant enough to make one's mouth water.
Nine-year-old Zhou Hao had already shot up to around 1.75 meters tall. If not for the lingering childishness on his face, he would have looked no different from a young man.
"Mom, don't forget to drink the medicinal wine." As Zhou Hao picked up his chopsticks, he did not forget to remind her.
Wang Rong served three bowls of rice and said, "You child, why do you nag every day too? Even without you telling me, I wouldn't forget the medicinal wine. Strange, though, it really works well. After drinking it for five years, my back and waist haven't ached in ages. I've gotten much stronger too—I don't even get tired after shopping for several hours."
Zhou Ying'er covered her mouth and smiled. Of course, she knew what had been soaked in that medicinal wine. "Mom, you've become much younger too. When we walk together, people think we're sisters!"
Wang Rong could not help but