Qin Ziqin opened her eyes and found herself transmigrated to the 1980s, becoming a city heiress sent to the countryside. The beginning was a hellish mode: their home was utterly bare, with not a si...
In Shangao Village, it was busy cooking at noon. Smoke was rising from every household in the village, and young children were running and playing around in the village, making it very lively.
The black sedan drove into the car.
"Look! It's a car!"
"Oh my god, it really is a car!"
"I haven't even seen the car yet!"
"I haven't seen it either, go and take a look!"
A few playful children saw the car entering the village, their eyes suddenly lit up, dropped the things they were playing with, and ran towards the village entrance.
Mo Qinghua was driving when he suddenly saw several figures rushing towards him. He was startled and quickly stepped on the accelerator.
The car just stopped when a few children came over.
They were all children who had never seen the world. Looking at the car, they acted as if they were seeing some new and interesting thing and started to touch it directly.
While touching it, I also share the joy with my friends around me.
Mo Qinghua frowned, feeling a little annoyed. He instinctively disliked these impolite and uneducated children.
But at this moment, the car can't move forward.
He opened the car door and got out.
As soon as I came down, I was surrounded by several children.
"Uncle, what are you doing in our village?"
"Uncle, where are you from?"
"Uncle, your shoes are really beautiful. Are they expensive?"
"uncle……"
The children had never seen anything good before. Looking at the clothes on Mo Qinghua and the leather shoes on his feet, they felt it was new and couldn't help asking questions.
Mo Qinghua took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down, and then asked them, "Do you know where Qin Zijin lives?"