Chronicle of the 70s

The young woman looked at her with a face full of surprise. Li Xianglu finally looked at her directly; the face did seem familiar, as if she had seen it before, but she couldn’t remember who it was.

Seeing Li Xianglu’s hesitant expression, the woman pointed at herself and said, "Guanzhong, remember? I took the bus to the province, and you hitched a ride in the same car."

Li Xianglu’s eyes instantly cleared up. Oh, it was her. But the way she said it was strange. It sounded as though that car was specially arranged to take them to the province to catch the train, but the woman made it sound differently.

With a slight smirk, Li Xianglu suddenly realized and said, "So you are that person from the Wang Family..." Li Xianglu saw that both their expressions changed before she continued, "who works there."

Zhou Qingfang breathed a sigh of relief. Although her mother worked as a nanny for a senior official’s family, it was still a nanny position after all, which was somewhat embarrassing to admit. She had no idea that this Li Xianglu would actually recognize her sister and even know her background. It was such a coincidence.

So she smiled and said, "Comrade Li Xianglu, this is my sister Zhou Qingxue, older than you, 25 years old this year."

Li Xianglu nodded indifferently and said, "Well, it’s just a brief acquaintance. Sister Zhou is too polite. You should go outside and talk. The director is still over there watching."

Zhou Qingfang quickly glanced and saw the director still standing at the counter watching them, so she hurriedly pulled her sister and headed outside.

Once outside, her sister broke away from her, looking upset, and said, "Sister, do you not want me to come? Didn’t I write to tell you I was coming? Why is there nobody at home!"

Looking at her sister’s attitude, Zhou Qingfang was infuriated and said, "What on earth are you doing in the capital? Without even finishing junior high school, what kind of job can you find?"