Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

Huang Liping, unusually, did not retort and continued feeding the child.

After feeding the child, she sat down at the table, picked up a steamed bun, dipped it in the vegetable soup, and put it in her mouth.

After Huang Dajun finished eating, she got up to leave. Her father watched her and pushed the bowl of pickled vegetables towards her.

Huang Liping didn't care; being full was more important than anything else.

After eating, she took the child and went to another room to sleep.

Mrs. Huang frowned slightly, glanced towards the door, and whispered, "Has something happened? Why is she..."

Huang Dajun put on his coat and said, "Ignore her. She can't get money, can't handle men, and gives us attitude."

"It's snowing outside, why are you going out?"

"Mind your own business, I'm leaving!"

Seeing Huang Dajun leave again, Huang's mother angrily slapped the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), "None of you are any peace of mind! I really owe you all something!"

"Alright, what are you yelling about? Hurry up and clean up the table, I'm going to sleep!"

Mr. Huang took two sips of the drink and then fell asleep.

Mrs. Huang was even angrier. She rubbed her chest repeatedly and said to Mr. Huang through gritted teeth, "You lot will drive me crazy sooner or later. Once I'm dead, you'll have an easier time!"

She cursed as she got up to clear the table.

Once in the kitchen, he didn't forget to make veiled insults, "All you do is eat and drink my food all day, and you expect me to serve you? I should just hang myself!"

"Day after day, they just loaf around, waiting to die. After taking care of the old, they still have to take care of the young!"

"Without me, you would all starve to death!"

"What sins have I committed to deserve this? I'd rather be reborn as an animal than ever want to step foot in your Huang family's door again!"

"Boom!"

The door closed, and Huang Liping put on her scarf and went out.

"Where are you going again?" Huang's mother chased after her and asked, but received no answer. She closed the door and came back, scolding, "What are you doing out so late at night? If you're so capable, bring some money back. If you can't, and someone takes advantage of you, let's see how you'll face coming back!"

Huang Liping wrapped her coat tightly around herself and braved the heavy snow as she walked towards the Cultural Palace.

She deliberately wore her old clothes under her coat.

Having a child made her figure even more stunning.

She has figured it out: her only asset now is her body.

Rather than enduring her family's disdain and getting entangled with Jiang Sen, only to humiliate herself, she might as well find another wealthy young man.

She heard that the basement of the cultural center in another district had been contracted out and converted into a dance hall, which was closed during the day and open at night.

In the past, dancing would be considered indecent, but that underground dance hall is still open.

The dance hall owner must be someone with connections.

Those who go there to dance are also rich young men.

More and more people are starting small businesses, and there are more people dancing these days.

She was confident that with her looks, she would definitely attract men.

do my best!

She thought that she would find a rich man and run away with him to leave this place she hated so much forever.

She walked alone through the heavy snow for more than forty minutes to reach her destination.

Across the street, looking at the darkened Cultural Palace, she hesitated. Was the dance hall closed because of the snow?

Still haven't found the right place?

She looked around; the snowy night was bright, not as dark as usual.

She encouraged herself and walked along the side path towards the back of the Cultural Palace.

Unexpectedly, she was right. The dance hall wasn't closed; the door was actually at the back.

However, there were still no lights over there, only a small door with a cotton curtain hanging on it. Only when someone went in or out could light and music come out from inside.

Huang Liping was overjoyed and was about to go over when she saw two men walk out from inside.

Both men were wearing military overcoats, probably out for a smoke; their hunched backs and stooped postures suggested they weren't good people.

She hesitated again, standing there without moving.

"Don't you have a dance partner?" a pleasant male voice asked.

Huang Liping was startled and turned her head to see a dashing man in an elegant camel-colored cashmere coat smiling at her.

The moment she turned around, a look of amazement clearly appeared in the man's eyes.

"I happen to be without a dance partner as well. Would I have the honor of inviting you, such a beautiful young lady, to join me?"

The man was very charming and spoke pleasantly, which made Huang Liping feel a little dazed, as if she had returned to her youth when she was the object of many people's affections.

"My name is Bai Wenjie. May I ask your name?"

"My name is... Huang Liping!"

"Ah, Liping, that's beautiful!" Bai Wenjie smiled and slightly raised his arm. "Is it alright?"

Huang Liping smiled shyly, took his arm, and entered the dance hall.

If Luo Jianshe saw Bai Wenjie like this, he would definitely curse him: "Pretentious jerk!"

The female companion he brought last time offended Jiang Sen and Yingzi, so Luo Jianshe took advantage of the situation and directly rejected Bai Wenjie's father's idea of ​​having him take Bai Wenjie into business, and instead got him a job at the tax bureau.

Unexpectedly, he actually got involved with Huang Liping.

If he knew Huang Liping's background, would he regret it?

But now, they are meeting for the first time. Huang Liping is attracted to his extraordinary attire and the air of someone who is either a second-generation official or a second-generation rich kid.

Bai Wenjie, on the other hand, was attracted to Huang Liping's figure and appearance.

Outside, snow was falling heavily, but inside the large courtyard, it was warm and cozy.

When the old cripple saw that his old commander's hair had turned gray, his eyes turned red.

Both of them were very excited and sighed with emotion. After a lively meal, they went to the side room to talk.

Jiang Sen originally wanted them to talk in the main room, but they refused and closed the door to prevent them from disturbing them.

Luo Jianshe said, "Stop trying to persuade us, we can't control it. Let's go, let's go drink!"

When Jiang Sen was on the farm, he had heard the legend that the old cripple had saved a high-ranking official.

Unexpectedly, it was true, and the person he saved was Luo Jianshe's father.

No wonder Luo Jianshe helped him time and time again.

Luo Jianshe also told Jiang Sen a lot about him and Wang Haiyang's father.

"By the way!" Thinking of this, Jiang Sen wanted to ask, "What happened to those people in the Fragrant Hills incident?"

"That kid got a suspended death sentence and was sent to the far northwest. The other small fry got at least ten years! And those guys at the police station, they stripped him of his clothes and sent him on his way."

Jiang Sen nodded; this outcome was already severe enough.

It was already 11 p.m., and the old cripple and Minister Luo still hadn't come out of the side room.

The phone suddenly rang, and Jiang Sen went to answer it.

"The Jiang family?"

"I am Jiang Sen! Who are you looking for?" Jiang Sen recognized the voice as a woman's, and it sounded somewhat familiar, but he couldn't quite place it for a moment.

"Oh, it's Xiao Jiang! I'm Aunt Liu! Is the young master still here?"

"Oh, Aunt Liu, wait a minute!" Jiang Sen hung up the phone. "Jianshe, Aunt Liu is on the phone!"

Luo Jianshe quickly went over to take her, "Aunt Liu... Oh, I know!"

He only said one sentence before hanging up. "Okay, my mom's nagging me. I'll go see if they've finished talking."

The two walked forward, and Luo Jianshe knocked on the door. "Dad, Mom asked if you're going back tonight?"

The door opened, and Jiang Sen saw that Minister Luo and the old cripple both had red eyes, but they were smiling, so they seemed to have had a good chat.

"Haha, alright, alright, I'm going back! You can stay here!" Minister Luo came out. "I should go back too, my family won't be at ease if I go back too late."

The old cripple came out, smiling as he saw him off, "That's right, don't let Xiao Zhao come again. I'm fine, these two kids are very good to me! If you want to come, come over for a couple of drinks, have a chat, and take a break."

"well!"

Upon exiting the building, two cars were already parked outside. Secretary Zhao got out of one of them.

Minister Luo looked at Jiang Sen, "Jiang, I know you're kind-hearted. I feel at ease having Old Cripple here with you! If you have any requests in the future, just tell Jianshe. If he can't handle it, just tell Secretary Zhao! Understand?"

Jiang Sen quickly nodded, "Uncle Luo, don't worry. Old Cripple is my elder, and I've promised to take care of him in his old age and see him off when he passes away. I will definitely treat him with all my heart."

"Okay, okay!" Minister Luo nodded repeatedly, then asked Luo Jianshe, "Shall we go back?"

Luo Jianshe said, "You go back first, I'll take Jianguo and Xiaoping back first."

After watching Minister Luo get into the car, the old cripple kept watching until the car was out of sight, then he walked back with his hands behind his back.

"Old cripple, want another drink?" Jiang Sen asked him deliberately.

"I'm not drinking anymore! I'm not drinking anymore! You don't need to worry about me, I'm going to wash up and go to bed!"

Jiang Sen was delighted. After seeing Luo Jianshe, Wang Jianguo, and Lu Wanping off, he stretched and put his arm around Yingzi as they walked back.

"Honey! Are you tired today?"

"I'm not tired! Are you tired?" Yingzi looked at Jiang Sen, who was leaning almost his entire weight on her. "If you're tired, go to sleep. I'll go tidy up."

"Just leave it there and we'll clean it up tomorrow! I suddenly thought of a game, want me to teach you how to play?"

"Get lost! The first thing you do when you bend over is poop, and all you ever do is talk about games. You always use that as an excuse. Do you really think I don't know what you're thinking?"

"No, this time it's for real!"

"Liar!"

"I lied to you that I was a puppy!"

"what game?"

"A game where two people fight..."