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In the winter of the 26th year of Guangxu's reign, Qinglian married to Butou Town, Tong County. The groom Zhou Ju is a scholar, elegant by nature, studious and motivated, but unfortunately he has been weak and sick since childhood. The Zhou family was from a scholarly family, and although their financial resources were not very rich, they were relatively wealthy. Her parents-in-law are very kind and popular, and Qinglian is so happy that it goes without saying. The following autumn, Qinglian gave birth to a son, Yifa. Three generations of the Zhou family are single generations. Although the whole family regards it as a treasure, they never dote on it. As soon as he started babbling, Zhou Ju taught him rules and principles, and he could memorize the Three-Character Sutra at the age of four. Two years later, Qinglian gave birth to her second child, and the family was even more delighted. When Erfa was four years old, Zhou Ju suddenly died of a serious illness. His elderly parents died one after another due to excessive grief. After many twists and turns, most of the Zhou family's property was consumed. A few lazy thugs in Butou Town saw that only women and children were left in the Zhou family, so they took advantage of the situation and robbed them.

The cries of the three brothers shook the three old houses. They were born here and grew up here. After getting married, they walked out of the old house one by one. From then on, the old house was no longer their home. They were like passers-by who rarely stayed here. Half a year later, the Liu brothers funded a daycare in the village, located in Mrs. Liu's courtyard. Villagers take turns volunteering. During the busy farming season, the two small buildings were filled with elderly people, and the atmosphere was lively and festive. Chunhua went to the courtyard to help whenever she had free time. When she heard about a daughter-in-law who was not good to her parents-in-law, she would give her personal experience and advise them not to leave guilt or regret on themselves, to be generous in everything, to think about it from the perspective of an old man, and to see what they did wrong! In this way, there will be less dissatisfaction and less conscience condemnation in the future.

The meeting of middle-level cadres of South China Machinery Factory ended in less than an hour. The content of the meeting was just one - reducing staff and increasing efficiency. For the first time, the factory director promoted democracy and ordered that the department head should have full authority to handle the matter, otherwise he would be dismissed without mercy. Cui Dacheng, the director of the metalworking workshop, hurried back to the workshop with his head lowered. As soon as I stepped through the door, I was immediately surrounded by workers, all clamoring to find out what the meeting was about.

One day in February of the lunar calendar in 1939, the early morning in Chizhuang was as usual, the dark sky was surprisingly quiet, and the cold wind of early spring was blowing like a knife. After the rooster crows over and over again, the sky gradually gets brighter, the sun shines cold light revealing her round and sad face, and the villagers start a new day of business again. As soon as Mr. Chi walked to the edge of the field with the bowl in hand, he heard all the dogs from far and near barking wildly. He subconsciously raised his head and looked forward, and was immediately frightened out of his wits - a group of people was driving over on the dirt road in front of the village, with a plaster flag waving in front of the group. Ah! Japs! The devil is coming! The Japs have entered the village! The village was full of screams, ghosts crying, wolves howling, and the villagers were hiding and fleeing like frightened birds. There were chickens and dogs jumping everywhere.

Zhang San became the boss, followed by the pretty Xiaomi; Li Si won the big prize and had two wives in three years; and even Wang Wu, who had just escaped from poverty, was exposed to the scandal of a one-night stand. Compared with others, Yu Lianyuan felt that his life was unbearable. As a treasury custodian of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, all he faced all day long was not only the thick iron door, but also Lin Lan's belly-feeling face. Zhang Jing passed by the gate of the community. Yu Lianyuan felt his eyes light up, and greeted him with a smile: "Teacher Zhang, good morning!" Zhang Jing responded to him with a smile. Yu Lianyuan was busy shouting hello, but his eyes were not idle. He glanced at Zhang Jing twice in a few seconds. This beauty just moved into the house opposite him a few days ago. Facing such a gentle and elegant single woman, how can we not let people have wild imaginations.

The black car meandered forward in the morning fog with extremely low visibility, passed through the development zone avenue, turned a steep bend eastward, and drove towards the mist-shrouded garden villa. The car parked steadily under the grape arbor in front of the building. The driver Xiao Wang skillfully opened the car door, and the chairman of Guangyu Group stepped out of the car tiredly. Forty-three-year-old Huang Weiye stepped into Qinyuan. This luxurious villa was built when he moved from City C three years ago. Previously, the Huang family had been operating a pharmaceutical factory with good profits. After the death of the boss Huang Zetian, his son Huang Weiye sold the pharmaceutical factory at a low price and moved the family to Linhai City. They say it's a whole family, but in fact it's just him and his wife. They have been married for many years and have never had children.

It has been more than thirty years since I set foot on this land again. The passage of time and the changes of the times have made Yu Jia feel extremely strange. The old meadow has been turned into a fish and shrimp farm, and the scenery of the past has been completely changed. Only the green reed grass under the embankment and the endless yellow sea water can still vaguely reproduce the past. Hu Xiaoguang's figure appeared before his eyes again. A brief and strange encounter, a promise that is difficult to fulfill, have been gnawing at Yu Jia's heart for decades.