When they got to the house, the old lady first poured Jiang Yan a glass of water, and then kept her eyes on her backpack.
"Child, are you really here to look for your relatives?"
These days, it is harder than climbing to the sky to sell things for some money. It is illegal and the government does not allow it. But everyone has old people and children. If one of them is sick, how can they get medical treatment?
“Really.”
"So, what's in your basket?"
"I brought it to my cousin's house."
There was obvious disappointment in the old lady's eyes. "Girl, what is your cousin's name? Do you know?"
"My name is Xu Li." Jiang Yan made up a name and said, "Auntie, do you know him?"
"Xu Li..." A name that couldn't be more ordinary.
The paper mill in Harbin is quite large. At its peak, there are over a thousand workers in the factory. How is it possible that this old lady knows them all?
The names of people in this era are also very distinctive, such as Jianguo, Jianshe, Jianjun, Yulan, and Xiumei, which all sound similar, and there are many people with the same name or surname.
"Then do you know where he lives exactly? Is he a worker, a squad leader, or a section chief?"
Jiang Yan looked confused, "What do you mean? Oh, by the way, my cousin has a daughter named Xu Hui, she's my cousin."
Xu Hui?
She actually knows one!
"How old is your cousin? Is she married?"
"She's about thirty-four or thirty-three. She was born in either thirty-seven or thirty-eight! But I don't know whether she's married or not."
The old lady slapped her thigh and said, "The age is right, and the name is right. But her father's name is not Xu Li! It's Xu Dapao."
ah?
This...
It’s hard to comment.
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