"Song...Song...Song Yingying..."
When Jiang Nian spoke, a cold woman carrying a heavy suitcase just happened to walk past the group of them.
She vaguely heard shouting.
Song Yingying, that was exactly her name.
This was a completely unfamiliar place. She had only met her ex-husband for the first time three months ago, so it was as if they didn't know each other.
Since we are not strangers, how could we know her name?
Song Yingying glanced at Jiang Nian'er and paused for a moment.
Then she frowned slightly.
Finally, he glanced at her indifferently.
There was a strange look in her eyes, and she had no reaction to Jiang Nian's appearance.
Song Yingying carried the heavy suitcase in both hands, stepped on her beautiful white high heels, and continued to walk forward step by step towards her home, without looking back at anyone.
Jiang Nian was unable to come back to his senses for a long time and still stood there in a daze.
She was surprised that Song Yingying had no reaction, but she didn't give up and called out again.
“Yingying!”
This face, this person, was definitely the Song Yingying she knew.
The memories of his previous life and the reality before him made Jiang Nian's consciousness a little confused.
At the moment when Jiang Nian was about to catch up with him, Liang Yuxiu, who was standing beside him, quickly reached out and hurriedly grabbed Jiang Nian.
She said softly.
"Anian, you can't cross the river."
"Why? Why can't we cross the river?"
She is Song Yingying, her best friend Song Yingying...
Jiang Nian was stopped where he was, looking at Liang Yuxiu in confusion.
Liang Yuxiu felt a little embarrassed and conflicted, but she still had to tell the truth.
"Anian, I've asked around. Captain Zhao's wife and father are both university professors."
This one sentence instantly woke Jiang Nian up.
Jiang Nian suddenly woke up.
She is not in the original world, but in the seventies.
In this era, social atmosphere has certain limitations.
University professor... just these four words are enough to explain many problems that cannot be described.
Children from wealthy families may still have a chance to reform themselves, but children from "university professors" will suffer more severe blows.
Jiang Nian looked at Song Yingying who was walking into the courtyard, all kinds of memories swirling in his mind, and he was in a daze.
Just at this moment.
One of the sisters-in-law suddenly screamed when she saw that the military truck had not driven away.
"Ah! Why is there another child?"
When they heard the voice, everyone turned their heads.
Even Jiang Nian came back to his senses and looked towards the truck not far away along with the others.
I saw a little boy getting off the bus where Song Yingying got off originally.
The little boy was about six or seven years old. He looked dark and thin, wearing old patched clothes. He looked like a poor child from the country.
He was not tall enough and the body of the military truck was very high, so it was dangerous for him to get off.
A young soldier nearby saw this and wanted to lend a hand, but the little boy refused.
They were standing some distance away and couldn't hear what the little boy said. In the end, they only saw the little boy jumping off the truck alone.
When he landed, the little boy lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Finally, he put his hands on the ground and managed to keep his balance.
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