Zhao Daqiang traveled to the courtyard of Qinman Manchuria in 1953 and worked as a locksmith in a steel rolling mill under his father's class. Yi Zhonghai introduced him to a matchmaker, and the matchmaker brought him the beauty of Qinjia Village. He looked at the girl - she was seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bulging chest, a delicate face and a graceful figure. But this Qin Huairu's face is not green at all, it is full of mature charm. He remembered Yi Zhonghai's stay and accommodation in Qinjia Village for a month, sneered, and pulled out a quotation saying that the country had not yet gained a firm footing, and he would talk about it after he got married. The matchmaker pulled Qin Huairu and turned away. She lowered her head and clenched her fingers until they turned white, and the fire in her heart was burning. When he climbed into Yi Zhonghai's bed, the man refused to leave.
The more I look at it, the more uncomfortable I feel
It feels like another brainless plot [face covering] The deputy section chief in his 30s likes you, and the section chief in his twenties likes you [Thinking]
Are you sure it was written in 1953? Really awesome
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The preface does not match the postscript
The preface does not match the postscript,
The more I look at it, the more uncomfortable I feel
It feels like another brainless plot [face covering] The deputy section chief in his 30s likes you, and the section chief in his twenties likes you [Thinking]
Are you sure it was written in 1953? Really awesome