Such techniques are rarely mastered abroad, are there still such talents in our country?!
He Yunsong looked at her with eyes full of doubt and inquiry, without any concealment.
He made his mistrust crystal clear.
Yi Chichi smiled, "An old gentleman who took good care of me."
The tone was quite forlorn, tinged with a bit of skepticism.
This old man is not fictional; he really existed in the original protagonist's short seventeen years of life.
The old man was an old Red Army soldier who had walked through the marshlands, but somehow ended up at the gatekeeper of a textile factory.
After the original protagonist's mother passed away, Yi Yong married Zhang Lanxiang, and the original protagonist's days began to become difficult.
With no one to stand up for her, she could only hide and lick her wounds like an injured little beast, crying silently.
