When I woke up, I was back in 1969.
The pressure well rattled, and the big slogan on the wall fluttered in the wind. She was the little girl who was finally expected to come after her eight cousins.
In an era of poverty and backwardness, she was like a little bud emerging from a honey jar, well fed, clothed and cared for by everyone.
And the little boy next door with stern eyes looks more and more like the big shot in the future...
Mi Ya: Boss, I'll give you some peanuts.
Young version of Boss: Be good, Mi Yaer, give peanuts to Mi Ya.
Recommendations for wonderful endings, click on the column to read: The Royal Little Princess/Re-Entering the Marquis/The General's Little Princess/A Marquis Who Came Out Halfway/Pampered in the Golden Age/The Alluring Little Beauty/The Queen's Daily Life of Surviving Death
Intention:
Fubao's 1970S