So, we'll probably have to start working here next. Who knows when we'll be able to fight our way back to the capital?
Gu Anning certainly wanted to fight back.
However, Gu Anning knew in a short time that her idea would not succeed.
However, Gu Anning was not discouraged: "I succeeded back then, and I will succeed this time too. Anyway, the outcome won't be any worse; it's just that the process will be a little more difficult."
Gu Anning, carrying her bag, had just stepped out of the train station when she saw someone standing in the distance, waving to her: "Old Gu, over here."
Gu Anning looked over and spotted her old friend.
He walked over, bumped shoulders with his old friend, and said, "It's been so long! You actually came to pick me up?"
The man smiled and said, "It has been a long time. I didn't expect you to come back."
The two fell silent for a moment.
The old friend said, "It's good that you're back. But first, let me treat you to a meal. The state-run hotel is all set up."
Before long, they arrived at the state-run hotel. As expected, their old friend ordered a few dishes. It wasn't much; these days, nobody was rich, and being able to order two meat dishes was already quite good.
An old friend laughed and said, "It's only because we recently raised a batch of ducks that we can have this meat dish today. Life is tough these days."
Gu Anning smiled but didn't say anything; this table of dishes was already quite good.
As for old friends saying that life is tough, just listen and let it go. It would be strange if you actually believed them.
This is just my personal life experience, and to put it bluntly, it's not a good thing.
During the conversation, my old friend mentioned something: "I've found out everything you asked me to inquire about. Your son is in the Hongqi Brigade, doing alright. But your daughter..."
"Daughter? What happened to Changhong?" Gu Anning frowned.
Before he arrived, he realized that he hadn't been in touch with his son and daughter for a long time.
My son is doing well; he just came down to the countryside, but I don't know if he's adapting yet.
Gu Anning believed in her son, saying that he could adapt well to any harsh environment.
Even in the process, they can carve out their own niche.
When Gu Yunyang arrived in this small place, he immediately became the brigade secretary and was also able to work in the commune as a cadre.
Gu Anning's son will only be better and more capable than Gu Yunyang. How could he be inferior to Gu Yunyang?
The old friend said, "That's right. When Changjun came down, it happened to be during the autumn harvest. He's been busy with the harvest these past few days, and your wife is doing well..."
If she had said it directly, Gu Anning wouldn't have had so many thoughts about it.
The fact that she didn't want to say it only made Gu Anning more anxious.
"Oh dear, what do you want to say? Just say it already! My heart is in my throat, what do you want to say?"
Gu Anning was getting anxious. His old friend knew he couldn't hesitate any longer. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Your daughter went missing before."
"Missing?" Gu Anning couldn't help but exclaim loudly, even standing up.
This action attracted the attention of the other diners at the state-run hotel, who all looked over.
The old friend quickly stood up and apologized, "I'm sorry, we were talking a little too loudly."
He pulled Gu Anning to sit down and gestured with his eyes for him not to rush.
This is outside.
Gu Anning frowned and fell silent. He knew he shouldn't be so dramatic.
However, he was still a little worried, and quickly asked in a low voice, "What exactly happened? Tell me quickly, I'm starting to panic. How could they disappear? Did someone tamper with it? Was it that little bastard Gu Yunyang?"
A hint of disdain flashed in his old friend's eyes, but he quickly composed himself and said, "I don't know the specifics. I just heard from the police station, but I don't know if it's accurate. It's like they kidnapped him from the educated youth settlement at night."
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