Su Wei transmigrated to a remote mountain village in the 1960s.
In this era, with a storm on the horizon, he had planned to coast through life using his knowledge of the future.
But an appointment letter drew him into the power struggles of the imperial capital.
The Red Star Steel Plant. The crowded courtyard on Nanluoguxiang.
He Yuzhu, Qin Huairu, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong: each familiar name exploded in his mind like a thunderclap.
And when a complete brainless fan showed up and claimed to be his father, he finally realized he had to save himself.
What a fool.
Waste. . . .
Funny novel,
Pull, pull, pull,
Are your parents short-sighted and have nothing to watch?
I don't understand, I'm totally wrong
Everyone writes a lot of nonsense when they appear.
What are you writing about? Comparable to a pile on the roadside