Yes, Ding Yun's body had been that of a simpleton for eighteen years, and then, without any impact or other accident, it had suddenly recovered.
Whether it was the period of being simple-minded or the sudden recovery, the hospital had no scientific and accurate diagnosis.
Therefore, the specific reason was truly hard to say, and whether it was hereditary was also difficult to determine. This was indeed a problem.
Xiao Hai Zhe and his wife had experienced firsthand how difficult, painful, and despairing it was to care for a child who understood nothing and could learn nothing. They had collapsed many times when caring for the original host.
It was their love and responsibility for their child that had allowed them to rally their spirits time and again.
Even so, when the child showed no hope of recovery in his teens, they had basically given up on any other expectations for their child, only wishing they could live longer so their child could live longer too.
At times, they had even entertained the thought of taking their child with them when they died, to leave the mortal world.
This was to spare their child from suffering in the world.
Therefore, when they thought about what it would be like if their daughter had a similar child, they felt a shiver down their spines. They were not only unsure if their daughter or son-in-law could accept it, but they themselves would likely find it difficult to accept again.
If it could recover, that would naturally be the best. But if it couldn't, that was indeed a huge problem.
But who dared to gamble on that "if"?
Miracles did not happen so easily, one after another.
"Sigh, alright, then forget it."
"Then the three of us will work hard together, for our future old age, and go back to the room to sleep!"
After a long silence, Xiao Hai Zhe and his wife did not say anything about taking care of the child if it were simple-minded. They no longer had the energy for it and dared not imagine such a thing.
Perhaps the current situation was quite good, at least much better than they had imagined back then. At least they didn't have to worry about their own daughter not being able to survive after they were gone.
As for old age care.
They would leave it to fate, to luck.
Why worry so far ahead?
The aging population was accelerating so rapidly these days, with so many elderly people, and technology was developing so fast. Perhaps in forty or fifty years, retirement robots would even be invented.
Thinking this, the two of them felt more at ease.
After this, they never mentioned matchmaking or anything similar to Ding Yun again. Ding Yun was happy to be free. However, sometimes, seeing them working overtime and doing part-time jobs every day, trying hard to save money, she felt a bit heartbroken. So, she decided to do something big.
That was to take out more than half of her savings.
She bought a bead of mutton-fat jade.
It was very small, polished from scraps, but of excellent quality, top-grade mutton-fat. However, because it was so small, even with such good quality, it wouldn't sell for much. It was sold by weight, and one bead was only about five grams, costing a total of 100,000 yuan.
The size was too small. If it could be fifty grams.
It would be at least 50,000 yuan per gram.
Over the years, Ding Yun had played many roles as empresses, empress dowagers, and imperial consorts in various mission worlds, and had handled countless jewels and rare treasures. She could tell if something was real or fake with just a touch, so there was no possibility of being cheated. She smoothly purchased the genuine small bead for 100,000 yuan.
Then, of course, it was enlarged.
She enlarged that thing from five grams to five thousand grams. However, because the item was too large and might cause a sensation, Ding Yun did not directly sell the five-kilogram bead. Instead, she specifically bought a set of polishing and carving tools.
After studying for a period of time using the consciousness chip.
She then personally took out several pairs of bracelets from the five-kilogram mutton-fat jade bead. The remainder was made into beaded necklaces, pendants, and safety talismans. Even the scraps were lightly polished and made into several hairpins. These were not jade hairpins, but hairpins inlaid with some mutton-fat jade.
Afterward, Ding Yun took the items out to sell.
Due to the large quantity, even though the quality was very good, the buyer still slightly lowered the price.
The final transaction price for the bracelets was about 200,000 yuan per gram. The price for other talismans and pendants was between 50,000 and 60,000 yuan per gram. These were newly carved items, with no master craftsman's endorsement or antique provenance.
The craftsmanship could only be considered good, not exceptional.
So, this price was considered reasonable.
If it weren't for the difficulty in finding large pieces of material that could be carved into bracelets, the price of the bracelets might not have reached 200,000 yuan.
Ding Yun's total income was 310 million yuan.
This was after tax.
After receiving the money, Ding Yun specifically transferred ten million yuan to another card and gave it to her parents.
She told them it was obtained from a lucky find.
She told them to keep it for their old age and to stop working overtime and doing part-time jobs every day.
At their age, there was no need to be so tired.
Of course, Xiao Hai Zhe and his wife were somewhat skeptical about this sudden large sum of money. However, Ding Yun had done her preparations very thoroughly, and they couldn't find any flaws.
So, in the end, they could only joyfully believe it.
Although they did not immediately retire or quit their jobs to live in leisure.
They did stop doing those part-time jobs.
Even under Ding Yun's guidance, they found their own hobbies and entertainment during their leisure time. One of them took up running and exercising, even practicing with whips and throwing stone locks. The other enjoyed square dancing, playing mahjong that didn't involve money, chatting, and so on.
In short, after work, they no longer focused solely on their daughter's well-being but had their own entertainment.
As for Ding Yun.
Although she had three hundred million, she did not want to be idle every day. So, she still took some time to stock up on goods and sell them on the pedestrian bridge. Later, she even bought a shop to do business. Not only did she sell in the physical store, but she also listed some items for sale online.
She didn't expect to make much money.
The main thing was to have a legitimate source of income.
However, to avoid being too busy.
After opening the shop, Ding Yun gave up all her ordinary businesses and focused mainly on premium fruits and premium fresh produce. She only sold high-quality, large-sized, and expensive fruits and fresh produce. Fewer people bought them, so she wasn't as busy.
But because the products were indeed good and the sizes were indeed large, Ding Yun's business was doing well.
She had already built a large base of loyal customers.
Originally, everything was going well. Ding Yun felt that she could enter her retirement phase early.
However, something went wrong in the ancient society again.
It wasn't that the Emperor was causing trouble.
It was her biological father who was causing trouble.
Or rather, it was those two giants who were causing trouble.
That day, as soon as Ding Yun's soul returned to her ancient body and she prepared to eat something and do some light exercises to prevent her body from starving or her muscles from atrophying, she heard the heavy knocking on the door of her secluded residence and a hoarse voice calling out, "National Preceptor, disaster! Disaster!"