This sound was completely different from the deathly silence in the hospital.
How did this happen?
Jiang Xiaoci tried to move her body, but the bed board beneath her was so hard that it hurt her back.
She reached out and touched the bed sheet. The rough texture of the cloth rubbed against her fingertips, revealing a faint fragrance. It was the smell of laundry detergent left after Jiang's mother washed it.
This smell is cozy and warm, completely different from the cold and pungent smell of disinfectant in the hospital.
Jiang Xiaoci sat up suddenly and looked around. The room was not big. There was an old wooden table in front of the window, on which were her used textbooks and written notes.
Finally, her eyes fell on the calendar on the table. On it, red letters in large, clear fonts on a white background read: "January 15, 1975".
Her eyes widened in disbelief!
1975? How can the calendar say 1975?
She was only 18 years old in 1975. When she was angered to death by Bai Miaomiao, she had already been married for many years. There was no way she could be 18 years old.
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and a strong sense of surprise surged into her heart. Jiang Xiaoci could hardly believe her eyes. She stood up suddenly and almost stumbled over.
She didn't realize that she moved quickly and lightly, and didn't look like someone who had been seriously injured by domestic violence at all.
Jiang Xiaoci picked up the calendar with trembling hands and blinked hard, afraid that he had read it wrong.
She confirmed again and again, and finally believed that this calendar was from 1975.
If the calendar date is printed incorrectly, then what about the second copy? It is impossible to make a mistake in the second copy.
So, what exactly is going on?
Just then, she heard a familiar voice, gentle and intimate, with a hint of smile.
"Xiao Ci, what are you doing hiding in the room? Come out quickly!"
Jiang Xiaoci was shocked all over and almost stunned.
It was her mother's voice, her mother calling her.
When she didn't respond, Jiang's mother seemed anxious. She raised her voice and called out again, "Xiao Ci?!"
Jiang Xiaoci quickly turned around and responded subconsciously: "Hey, here I come."
After walking a few steps, she realized that she was still barefoot.
Trying her best to suppress her inner excitement and confusion, she calmly put on her shoes and walked out of the bedroom in a daze.
She wondered if she was dreaming.
But even if she could see her beloved parents again in her dreams, it would be great.
Just like that, she came to the living room with mixed feelings.
After that, he saw a familiar figure—Lu Yaozu!
Jiang Xiaoci's eyes widened and her shoulders trembled unconsciously. She bit her lips desperately to suppress the deep hatred in her eyes!
After seeing his daughter come out, he just stood there, staring at Lu Yaozu.
Mother Jiang thought she saw someone coming and was too surprised.
He couldn't help but smile as he stepped forward and nudged his daughter's shoulder: "Xiao Ci, what are you standing there for? Yao Zu is here to propose to you."
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