Era: The naive beauty charmed the villain!

Wu Xiuli was feeling anxious because she couldn't find out about her daughter's existence.

If Wang Aiguo hadn't been there, she might have even doubted whether her experiences over the past two days were just figments of her imagination because she missed her daughter so much.

In reality, she never met Gu Qingsong or Lin An'an, and no one had ever seen her Nana; it was all her imagination.

Zheng Qiang tried to remain calm, but when he saw that someone finally knew Lin Jincheng, Wu Xiuli felt like she had grasped a lifeline.

Wu Xiuli eagerly moved closer to the young woman, looking at her expectantly and asking, "Young comrade, do you know Lin Jincheng?"

Wang Aiguo appeared calm, but his fists were already clenched tightly in his hands.

He knew that Hongqi Brigade was only so big. As a child who had grown up in Hongqi Brigade, it was extremely unusual that he had asked several villagers and they didn't know she existed.

Now that someone finally knows about Lin Jincheng, Wang Aiguo's clenched fist loosened slightly.

Fortunately, at least Lin Jincheng exists.

Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, the young woman racked her brains for a while before finally remembering where she had heard the name Lin Jincheng before.

"It's Ugly Girl!"

The young woman said loudly, "After Chouya went to my hometown brigade, she changed her name and registered her household. She was registered under the household registration of Gu Qingsong's very beautiful educated youth wife. I think her name is Lin Jincheng."

As soon as the name "Ugly Girl" was uttered, everyone around suddenly realized who it was.

"Hey, I thought it was someone else, but it's just Ugly Girl."

"Did Ugly Girl spend so much time with that pretty educated youth that she changed her name to something so literary?"

"..."

The villagers were all talking at once about Ugly Girl's new name.

As the name "Ugly Girl" reappears, Lin Jincheng's upbringing gradually comes to light.

Wang Aiguo and his wife couldn't bear to listen to the beginning. As the villagers continued their narration, Wu Xiuli couldn't help but cry until her eyes were red.

Her precious Nana had been carefully cherished by her since birth. Before she was abducted, she had never even scratched her finger under the meticulous care of her family.

But here, in a place she can't see.

Yet he suffered so much pain, so many injuries, and even nearly died countless times.

Her Nana grew up suffering in this backward and impoverished place, and was then easily sold a second time, at a cheap price to an old bachelor in the next brigade.

If Nana had grown up peacefully by her side, the money that led the Liu family to sell her might have simply been pocket money she received casually during her childhood.

Wu Xiuli felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

She tried to struggle, but found herself powerless.

Each breath became incredibly difficult, as if someone had roughly stuffed a large wad of cotton down her throat.

Wang Aiguo seemed to age ten years in an instant. He didn't say a word, just stood there stiffly, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

He didn't want to listen anymore, but he couldn't help wanting to hear more information and to know everything his daughter had experienced here over the past nineteen years.

The villagers were so engrossed in their conversation that even when they left to go home for dinner, they were still somewhat reluctant to leave.

Wu Xiuli's vision went black, as if the whole world around her had lost its color.

Her face was as pale as paper, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Old Wang..."

Wu Xiuli instinctively called out her husband's name, her body involuntarily taking a small step back, almost falling.

Wang Aiguo reached out to support his wife, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say to comfort Wu Xiuli.

The couple stood at the entrance of Hongqi Brigade for a very long time.

It wasn't until the family they had stayed with was about to close up and called them back that they finally managed to take their stiff steps and stagger back home, supporting each other.