Chapter 1 Xiuzhu



Chapter 1 Xiuzhu

(This is a storage place for your brain. Please don’t delve into any unreasonable places. Just treat it as a parallel universe.)

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The bright room, comfortable layout and exquisite decoration make this private space filled with a sweet atmosphere.

Jiao'er, lying on the bed, listened to the subtle but continuous knocks on the door.

Her delicate brows furrowed slightly and then she buried her head in the quilt again.

After a while, Xiuzhu sat up and stretched lazily.

The white cotton nightgown with a baby doll collar moved up with her movements.

Xiuzhu walked to the door in a daze in her slippers.

She said to the outside world impatiently: "Mom, why is it so early? I haven't slept enough!"

Mother Lin looked up at her delicate and beautiful face of her spoiled daughter and gently reminded her, "Aren't we going to Beijing today? Your uncle Yan will come to pick you up at 9 o'clock.

"It's already 7 o'clock. It will be too late if you don't get up and clean up!"

Xiuzhu suddenly remembered that she had to take a train to Beijing today and couldn't miss important matters.

It was all her fault for having that dream again where she couldn't tell reality from reality.

It was as if she had traveled through time and space and was in another world.

Her cousin is getting married next month, and she wants to take this opportunity to find a "golden thigh".

Xiuzhu has been as pretty and cute as a doll since she was a child, and she is very good at acting coquettishly when she is in a good mood.

So even though she was arrogant, spoiled and willful, the boys in the military family compound liked to play with her when they were young. They wanted her to be their sister, so they would pamper her and give in to her.

But in the past two years, her childhood friends have gradually stopped coming to play with her, and they all seem very surprised, blushing and running away when they say something to her.

As for her popularity with girls, it was the opposite. From childhood to adulthood, she could never play together with the girls in the courtyard.

So in addition to the "mission", Xiuzhu is also looking forward to going to Jing City to play with her cousins.

She hurried to wash up, and said coquettishly: "Oh, then you should have called me earlier. I have to pack my luggage in a hurry now."

Mother Lin kindly comforted her daughter: "Why are you in such a hurry? I have already packed the money and clothes."

"It's inconvenient to bring too much luggage when going out. I'll be staying at my uncle's place for nearly a month. If there's anything missing, I can buy it there."

"Mom left a bottle of milk, six brown sugar buns, and four boiled eggs for you in the kitchen. Go and eat them right after you wash up. Take the rest to your Uncle Yan on the train."

"You're going to be on the train for two days, so you need to take good care of your nutrition."

Mother Lin kept reminding him worriedly.

It is now 1965, and even though we have passed the most difficult years, supplies are still very tight.

Most families are lucky enough not to go hungry, and very few families, like the Lin family, consider nutritional balance.

"Okay," Xiuzhu pouted her delicate lips and then walked towards the kitchen.

Mother Lin looked at her graceful daughter tenderly, her heart full of love and some hidden worry.

Her skin is as white as jade and as delicate as fat, with a high nose bridge, eyebrows like crescent moons, and a faint curve, which sets off her bright eyes, making her look poetic and picturesque.

The graceful figure and slender and graceful waist are all beautiful.

As she ate, her eyebrows slightly raised, revealing a sense of cuteness.

Mother Lin had lived for most of her life, but she had never seen a woman more beautiful than her daughter.

I feel even more uneasy, wondering if I can protect my daughter safely in this turbulent and changing era.

I heard from my husband that conflicts in China are intense right now and the situation may become even more chaotic. In order to prevent any unexpected events, we must reserve a way out for our daughter as soon as possible.

A bitter and guilty feeling welled up in my heart. If it weren't for my background, I wouldn't be so anxious.

Lin's mother's name is Ye Yunrong, which was given by her knowledgeable grandfather. It comes from the poem "Qingping Diao" "The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face", which implies that he hopes his granddaughter will have a face as beautiful and light as clouds, and a life of wealth and prosperity. (Note)

The Ye family was a well-known wealthy family in Hangzhou. The grandfather had only one son, Ye's father, who grew up to adulthood. Yunrong was the youngest granddaughter, born in 1930, and was very much loved at home.

There is also an older brother and an older sister.

During World War II, my elder brother Ye Yunliang secretly joined the army without telling his elders, but unfortunately died at the age of 19.

Yun Liang is ten years older than Yun Rong and is the second child in the family. He would let her ride on his neck and play the game of riding a big horse.

When the boy smiles, he has two small fangs, a breath like sunshine, and his brows reveal his longing and fearlessness for the future. He is a young man full of vigor and vitality.

The elderly grandfather and the already frail mother died on the battlefield. They could not bear the blow of seeing their children die young, and they passed away one after another soon after.

Sister Yunjuan is the eldest sister in the family, twelve years older than Yunrong. Unlike the gentle Yunrong, she is a smart and capable woman.

After his relatives passed away one after another, his father was extremely sad and lost his mind. It was Yunjuan who managed the family business and took care of the young Yunrong.

In Yunrong's heart, her eldest sister is like a mother. She loves her very much, silently contributes to the family, and has never married. The two sisters have a very deep relationship.

In 1950, China was divided into two factions, and the Ye family was in an awkward position. Thanks to Lin Zhongjun's efforts in dealing with the situation, the Ye family was able to be protected temporarily.

Yun Juan was thoughtful and knew that China was in its early days of founding, with a lot of work to do and many contradictions to overcome.

Afraid of causing trouble to his sister's family, he quickly sold his property and fled to Hong Kong with his elderly father.

Lin Zhongjun is Yunrong's husband, an anti-Japanese soldier. They met at Hangzhou People's Hospital.

While he was in the hospital recuperating from serious injuries in the war, he fell in love at first sight with Ye Yunrong, a nurse with a gentle temperament and a delicate and beautiful appearance. Later, they got to know each other, fell in love, and got married.

After marriage, Yunrong accompanied her husband to Chongqing with the army, and the two lived in harmony.

Later they had a daughter, and from then on their sweet world of two became a warm family of three.

Father Lin named his beloved daughter Lin Xiuzhu, which means precious and beautiful.

Because he felt sorry for his wife's pain of childbirth, Xiuzhu became a unique only child in the 1950s and 1960s when childbirth was encouraged.

Because of his love for his daughter, Lin's father is a daughter slave, and Lin's mother is also gentle as water.

As her family was wealthy and respectable, the fair and delicate little Xiuzhu developed a spoiled and somewhat willful character.

"Mom's breakfast is delicious."

A charming and moving voice sounded, bringing Lin's mother back to her senses.

(Note: Qingping tune)

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