An earthquake caused Jiang Shanshan's originally well-off family of three to transmigrate to the impoverished 1970s.
On the left was their son crying for food in her arms, and on the righ...
Finally, after Liu Meiting told her son a few words to be obedient, she quickly turned around and got into the car parked nearby.
Here, Zhang Jinguo and others were talking to the old man and his wife Zhong.
"This is such a coincidence. We both teach at Huaqing University in Beijing. We are actually colleagues." When Wu Fanyou heard that the old comrade in front of him was also invited by Huaqing University, he happily stepped forward to shake hands with old man Zhong with an expression of mutual appreciation.
Old Man Zhong also had a look of joy on his face. "It's really a coincidence. Besides, we also know that girl Shanshan. What a fate."
"Shanshan and Shike are good kids. When we were in Niujia Village, if it weren't for them, the four of us probably wouldn't have been able to live to see the day when the truth of our story came out." Aunt Chen said with gratitude.
"They are really good kids. Just because my old man helped Shanshan at the waste collection station several times, the young couple has been taking care of us since then. They even come to see us during the holidays. They treat us better than our own daughters." Old Mrs. Zhong said with red eyes.
When Jiang Shanshan and Xu Shike came back after seeing the guests off, they saw the old people holding each other's hands with red eyes.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you all look like you've been crying?" Jiang Shanshan asked the old people with a helpless look on his face.
The old men looked at each other and realized that their eyes were red.
So they all lowered their heads in embarrassment and secretly wiped their eyes with their hands.
After wiping it, they all denied it stubbornly.
"We never cried. You must have seen it wrong." Zhang Jinguo firmly denied.
Wu Fanyou nodded vigorously. "That's right. How could we possibly cry? Our lives are so good now, why should we cry? You bad girl, don't say such bad things to us."
Jiang Shanshan looked at their stiff mouths and nodded in agreement with them, "Yes, yes, you didn't cry. I was mistaken. Is this okay?"
What a bunch of old men and women who care about face.
Of course, she didn't dare say this in front of them. If she said it, her ears would be bombarded by them.
"Didn't we say we were going to eat? Let's go. I'm starving." She touched her stomach and acted pitiful in front of the old people with a pitiful face.
When the old men heard this, they immediately decided not to stay there any longer.
Zhang Jinguo immediately called several guards who were taking care of him to help carry the things into the car.
After the luggage was loaded onto the cars, several military green cars finally started. After a while, they left a cloud of dust at the entrance of the train station and drove away under the curious gaze of everyone.
Before coming here, Jiang Shanshan and Xu Shike had also traveled to Beijing.
But at that time, this place was already full of high-rise buildings and a prosperous scene.
At that time, the houses here were priced at an alarming price. The couple even joked to themselves that even if they worked their whole lives and didn't eat or drink, the money they saved probably wouldn't be enough to buy one or two houses here.
At this moment, looking at the ordinary bungalows on the roadside in front of him, Jiang Shanshan clenched his hands and secretly told himself that he must study hard, make good money, and strive to buy a house here.