Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

Yingzi laughed, "Then you wait for him to come back at the door. Let's see how he doesn't let me off the hook! Close the door!"

The door slammed shut again, and Huang Liping's face contorted with anger.

She accepted all of Jiang Sen's humiliation, but who did this wild woman think she was?

How dare they talk to her like that!

She wasn't afraid at all, and just sat at the gate waiting for Jiang Sen to come back.

However, the little bit of food I ate at noon had long been digested, and the aroma of stewed sauerkraut and pork was still wafting out from under the door.

"Cuckoo!"

Huang Liping clutched her rumbling stomach, took deep breaths, and tried to calm herself down.

Now the aroma is even stronger.

"Hmph!" Huang Liping couldn't wait any longer. If she waited any longer, she would lose face before Jiang Sen even returned.

She stood up and snapped at a passerby who was looking at her curiously, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting?"

"Are you crazy?" the man muttered as he walked away.

Huang Liping left quickly.

I'm so angry! I'd better hurry back, or I'll miss dinner.

She didn't expect Jiang Sen or that blind and lame guy to invite her in for dinner.

The old cripple twitched his ears in the side room, chuckled, got up, and walked to the back.

Yingzi was taking large chunks of meat out of the sauerkraut and placing them on the cutting board to let them cool for a while before cutting them.

"gone?"

The old cripple nodded. "Let's go!" He peeked at the meat, then grabbed two cloves of garlic and started peeling them. "Mash some garlic!"

Yingzi asked, "Should we make steamed buns or rice for dinner?"

"Let's steam the rice!"

Outside, Huang Liping left, but returned shortly afterward.

She planned to stay here today. After all, Jiang Sen was Jiang Lei's brother, and the child was his nephew.

They have nothing to eat or drink now, he can't just stand by and watch them die!

That's right, Huang Liping just wanted to ask for some money.

It would be even better if it could achieve another purpose.

Before she could even knock, a jeep pulled up behind her, sporting military license plates.

As soon as the car stopped, two people got out: a driver and a man in his thirties wearing a Zhongshan suit.

The man exudes an extraordinary air; he clearly possesses power and influence, and he even has a car…

Huang Liping immediately changed her expression and looked at him timidly.

The man was taken aback when he saw her and asked, "Excuse me, is this Jiang Sen's house?"

"Do you need to see him for something?" Huang Liping's eyes lit up, and an idea came to her. "He's out. If there's anything, you can tell me, and I'll tell him when he gets back."

The man looked her up and down, a puzzled expression on his face. "Excuse me, who are you to him?"

Huang Liping smiled, smoothed her hair, and said, "I am his..."

She pretended to be shy and didn't continue.

Anyone else would have mistaken her for Jiang Sen's wife.

But then the man suddenly laughed, "Oh, you're her neighbor! Then there's no need to trouble you."

After saying that, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Huang Liping was surprised that the man had misunderstood, so she quickly said, "I already said he's not home. You can just tell me what's wrong."

The man looked at her with a smile, polite yet distant, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

"You're my neighbor, so there are some things I shouldn't say to you."

“No! I’m his…” Huang Liping quickly said, “I’m his… girlfriend.”

The man seemed somewhat surprised and looked her up and down again. "Morahur?"

"Huh?" Huang Liping was a little confused. Was he speaking a foreign language to her? "What did you say?"

The man's smile deepened, then abruptly vanished. He glanced back at the driver before continuing to knock on the door.

"you……"

"Please move back if you are not involved!" the driver suddenly called out, while extending his hand to block the man and Huang Liping.

Huang Liping was stunned. What happened?

Didn't they understand?

Or is there something wrong with me?

Little did she know that the man in front of her was none other than Secretary Zhao, the chief secretary to Luo Jianshe's father.

The Morahur he asked about was Yingzi's surname!

The Oroqen people usually only have given names and no surnames, but if someone asks them, they will tell you their surname.

For example, Maraier, Morahur, Gewaier, Baier, Koerteyer, etc.

Later, as people had more contact with the outside world, Han surnames were adopted for convenience.

For example, Mayila'er's surname is Meng, Morahur's is Mo, Gewai'er's is Ge, Bai'er's is Bai, Ke'erte'er's is He, and there are also some common surnames such as Wu, Guan, Wei, Lin, Chen, Tong, etc.

Therefore, Yingzi's full name is Moraier Yingzi, and her Chinese name is Mo Yingzi.

Jiang Sen asked Luo Jianshe to help Yingzi get her identity and household registration, but it was actually Secretary Zhao who did it.

He naturally knew Yingzi's full name.

Huang Liping claimed to be Jiang Sen's girlfriend, but he quickly found out that she had no connection to Jiang Sen's family and was not his girlfriend.

It's not like he hasn't met Yingzi before.

Since neither of them are the case, the fact that she came up to say she had something to tell her, and that she came to relay it to Jiang Sen, makes her purpose somewhat intriguing.

Who among those who followed Luo Jianshe's father wasn't a shrewd and calculating person?

Huang Liping's little tricks are no match for him.

Just then, the door opened. Yingzi thought it was Huang Liping again and was about to scold her when she saw Secretary Zhao.

"Secretary Zhao?" Yingzi quickly opened the door. "Why are you here? Come in!"

Secretary Zhao smiled and glanced at Huang Liping.

Yingzi saw her too, and immediately glared at her, "If you want to wait for him to come back, go wait over there, don't block the door!"

Secretary Zhao smiled and followed Yingzi through the gate. Just as Huang Liping was about to step forward, the driver blocked her way and stood right in the middle of the entrance.

"Please excuse me!"

"Do you know who I am?" Huang Liping asked angrily.

The driver, expressionless, said, "I'm warning you, unauthorized personnel, please leave!"

Seeing his cold gaze, Huang Liping couldn't help but shiver. Reluctantly, she turned around, walked to the other side, and stood against the wall.

She just wouldn't give in.

Since Jiang Sen hadn't come back and guests had come to the house, she didn't believe that he would dare to be rude to her in front of outsiders!

Yingzi led Secretary Zhao inside.

"That person at the door..." Secretary Zhao couldn't help but ask. After all, Yingzi had left a good impression on him, and if Jiang Sen was dishonest, he wouldn't mind reporting him to the boss.

“Her!” Yingzi laughed. “Isn’t she the woman who caused Jiang Sen to cut off his family ties? You haven’t seen it, she’s come several times, and she still thinks Jiang Sen is easy to bully. Just ignore her, the more you pay attention to her, the more she’ll provoke you!”

Secretary Zhao understood and made a plan in his mind.

Once inside, he sat down at the table. Yingzi was about to pour him tea, but Secretary Zhao quickly stopped her.

"No need, I have some business to attend to today, I'll leave as soon as I'm done."

Yingzi still insisted on pouring water. "He'll be back in a bit. Tonight we'll have sauerkraut stew with pork. Jianshe and Xiaoping are coming too. You've come at just the right time; you're eating here with us tonight."

Secretary Zhao smiled, "Thank you, I'll definitely come to eat sometime when I have time. But not today, I really have something to do."

Yingzi didn't try to persuade her further, but asked, "What's the rush? You don't even have time to eat?"

"No, it's just that after I finish, I still need to go back and report to my supervisor."

Upon hearing the word "report," Yingzi immediately assumed it referred to official business.

"Then you sit and have some tea, I'll go get some snacks, Jiang Sen will be back in a bit."

"No need to bother, I won't look for him."

Yingzi stopped in her tracks, turned back, and asked, "Not looking for him? Looking for me? How can I help you?"

Secretary Zhao thought to himself, "This girl is really straightforward, and my impression of her is getting better and better."

"I'm not here to see you, I'm here to see the old cripple!"