Reborn in the 1970s, remarried to a powerful but childless man, her scumbag husband is furious.

Although Xiaoya's grades weren't good enough for Peking University, she did get into a teachers' college, so becoming a teacher after graduation would be a great option.

The Normal University is not very close to Peking University. You need to transfer buses to get there, and it takes more than an hour each way.

Wenrou received the news that Xiaoya had been admitted to the teachers' college a little over a week later. In the Gobi Desert, Wu Li specially invited everyone in the entire compound to celebrate Xiaoya's admission to university.

After marrying Wu Li, Sister Wang gave birth to a boy a few years later, and the family is now living a very happy life.

Aunt Zhu had visited several times since learning that Xiao Ya had been admitted to university, but each time she was chased away by Sister Wang.

Zhu Chao died not long after contracting that disease, leaving only Aunt Zhu to live alone in the countryside.

Instead of living a good life, she insisted on courting disaster, and now nobody in the village wants to see her.

Sister Wang has made money growing mushrooms and has even bought a house in town.

Wu Li and Wen Rou had agreed that once he was discharged from the army, he would return to the transport team.

They will live in town then, which will be more convenient.

Since things didn't work out with Sister Wang, Aunt Zhu simply waited on the road.

When Xiaoya passed by, she reached out and grabbed her.

"Little girl, you got into university! I knew you were the most promising one. You've really brought honor to the Zhu family."

Xiao Ya was startled, and her expression changed slightly when she saw Aunt Zhu.

"I have no connection with your Zhu family anymore. My mother and I were kicked out by you. My surname is Wu now, and my name is Wu Lijun. I am no longer the Zhu Zhaodi I used to be. Let go of me."

Xiao Ya forcefully pulled her arm out of Aunt Zhu's grasp, then ignored her and turned to go home.

"How could you have the surname Wu? You have the blood of the Zhu family in your veins, so you'll be a member of the Zhu family for life." Aunt Zhu still refused to give up.

Xiao Ya turned around and glared at her. "I have nothing to do with your Zhu family anymore. If you dare to bother me again, I will report you to the police and have them arrest you."

"Zhao Di, Zhao Di... No matter what, I'm still your grandma. Can you please have pity on me and give me some money so I can have a decent meal?"

Aunt Zhu had no money and had been begging on the streets for days. Her clothes were tattered and worn, and you could smell the stench emanating from her from a great distance.

Xiao Ya didn't even stop walking. She would never forget how she and Zhu Chao had treated her mother and her.

It's impossible to get her to forgive them.

After returning home, she did not tell Sister-in-law Wang about it.

She was younger before, which is why her mother was bullied.

Now that she's grown up and capable of protecting her mother, she won't let anyone bully them anymore.

Aside from this incident affecting her mood, she couldn't help feeling happy and excited whenever she thought about going to school in Beijing.

Once she goes to Beijing, will she be able to see Jiang Yan again?

They haven't seen each other for ten years since Jiang Yan left.

I heard that Jiang Yan not only got into Peking University, but also successfully secured a place in their postgraduate program.

Although she didn't get into Peking University, as long as she could go to Beijing, she could be closer to him.

I wonder if he still remembers her?

After all these years, they have all grown up.

During the summer vacation, Jiang Yan only stayed at home for a little over a week before going to school to do experiments.

He is now working on a research project with his supervisor, and he is even busier than before.

Ever since Fang Xinyou was admitted to Peking University, everyone in the compound knows about it, and they praise her to the skies whenever they see her.

Fang Xinyou didn't show any expression when she heard these compliments; what she cared about most was Jiang Yan's opinion of her.

She had hoped to hear Jiang Yan praise her, but unfortunately, she could hardly ever see him.

Now, let alone her, even Wenrou has a hard time seeing Jiang Yan.

When Xiaoya was about to start school, Sister-in-law Wang called Wenrou, asking her to help take care of Xiaoya.

After all, this was her first time traveling so far from home, and she was unfamiliar with Beijing. Having someone like Wenrou to help her would be much better.

Wenrou readily agreed, after all, over the years, Sister Wang's mushroom cultivation had brought considerable income to their transport team.

Besides, Xiaoya had spent so much time with them when she lived in the military compound, and she had developed feelings for them.

Both emotionally and rationally, Wenrou felt she should help with this.

Xiao Ya bought a train ticket to Beijing and took two days to finally arrive at the Beijing Railway Station.

Wenrou knew in advance when Xiaoya would arrive, so she had been waiting for her at the train station entrance in her car.

Seeing Xiaoya come out with her luggage, she smiled and called out, "Xiaoya!"

Although Xiaoya has changed quite a bit since she was a child, Wenrou still recognized her at a glance.

Her eyebrows and eyes now resemble Wang's sister-in-law's more, and her facial features have also matured.

With her good sense of style, she's now a graceful young woman.

Hearing the voice, Xiaoya looked over at Wenrou, walked over, and politely called out, "Aunt Wenrou."

"Girls really do change a lot as they grow up; she's getting prettier and prettier," Wenrou couldn't help but praise Xiaoya.

Hearing Wenrou's words, Xiaoya lowered her head shyly.

"Why did you bring so little luggage?" Seeing that the little girl was only carrying some clothes and food, he asked gently.

"My mom said it's inconvenient to carry too much luggage on the road, so she gave me money to buy it here in Beijing," Xiaoya said softly.

Wenrou nodded gently. "That's fine. Come on, let's get in the car, I'll take you home."

"Thank you for your help, Auntie Wenrou." The little girl looked embarrassed.

Wenrou reached out and took Xiaoya's luggage. "It's no trouble at all. You can stay at my house for the next few days, and I'll take you there when the Normal University starts."

She put Xiaoya's luggage into the carriage, then opened the rear door and let Xiaoya sit inside.

The girl thanked him somewhat shyly, then carefully sat down inside.

She originally thought that Wenrou would find her a place to stay first, but she didn't expect that Wenrou would let her stay in her house directly.

In that case, will she be able to see Jiang Yan soon?

Thinking about this, Xiaoya couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

I wonder what Jiang Yan looks like now, and whether he has changed a lot since he was a child.

However, she thought that Jiang Yan's features were already very delicate when he was young, so he should be even more handsome when he grew up.

This was Xiaoya's first time riding in a car, and she found everything very novel.

She sat in the back seat, looking out at the pedestrians. As the car passed Tiananmen Square, she couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

So this is Beijing. She had only seen it in the news and on TV before, but now she saw it in person.

"Do you want to take some pictures?" Wenrou asked Xiaoya in the rearview mirror.

Now that we've entered the 1990s, more and more people from other provinces are coming to Beijing to work and make a living.

Upon arriving in Beijing, many people will first take a photo at Tiananmen Square and then send it home as a souvenir of their time in the city.

There's a camera in the car. When I bought the camera, I was thinking of recording more moments of my children's growth and making these photos into an album.

When the children have all grown up and are no longer around, she can still take it out and look at it when she misses them.

Cameras are still mostly film cameras, but people who can afford them are from very well-off families.

"Is...is it okay?" Xiao Ya asked instinctively upon hearing the gentle words.

"Of course you can. If you want to go to the Great Wall, you can take your camera and take lots of photos to send back to your mom so she can see them too."

Wenrou could tell that Xiaoya wanted to take pictures, so she found a place to park the car and took her to the square to take photos.

Xiao Ya nervously clutched the hem of her clothes with both hands, following Wenrou slowly behind.

Her gaze fell on the people taking pictures in the square, and she couldn't help but feel a little tempted.

"Little girl, stand over there, I'll take a picture of you." Once they reached the square, Wenrou called out to Little Girl.

There were still many people in the square at this time. Wenrou found a spot and took a picture of Xiaoya.

The girl was wearing a floral print polyester shirt and had a cloth bag slung over her shoulder. She stood there somewhat awkwardly, looking nervous and not relaxed.

"Don't be nervous, relax a bit, and smile more."

I gave her some gentle and patient guidance, and the photos that came out afterward were much more natural.

After taking the photos, Wenrou drove Xiaoya to the military compound.

"I'll give you the photos once they're developed, and you can send them back to your mom."

Wenrou knew that Sister-in-law Wang probably also wanted to come to Beijing with Xiaoya and do some sightseeing.

But she still had her youngest son at home, and the mushrooms in the field, so she couldn't leave him there and had to send Xiaoya alone.

The little girl nodded in agreement, then asked, "Auntie Wenrou, how much is that photo? I'll give you the money."

She felt embarrassed to take advantage of the situation, since staying at her house was already a big trouble for her, and asking for photos would indeed be inappropriate.

"The photos won't cost much. I was going to get Yun Shu and Yun Yao's photos developed anyway, so I'll get them developed at the same time."

Wenrou didn't let Xiaoya mention the photos again. After taking her luggage and registering at the gate, she entered the military compound.

Once inside the compound, Xiaoya became even more nervous.

She felt particularly flustered at the thought of seeing Jiang Yan soon.

She had just seen those girls in Tiananmen Square dressed very fashionably and beautifully, wearing dresses and high heels, and with permed wavy hair.

Looking at the shirt, black pants, and cloth shoes her mother had made for her, Xiaoya couldn't help but feel a little inferior.

She wasn't as pretty as those girls, and she didn't know how to dress up. Jiang Yan would definitely think she was just a country bumpkin.

Gently, she led the little girl to the door, opened it, and went inside.

Upon hearing the noise, Yun Shu and Yun Yao all ran out.

"Sister Xiaoya, you're here." Yun Yao brought over a pair of clean slippers for Xiaoya.

Yun Shu then brought her a glass of water and handed it to her.

Both of them were gently taught to be very sensible and polite, and they did not discriminate against Xiaoya because she came from the Gobi Desert.

Although they didn't remember their life in the Gobi Desert, they always heard Wenrou talk about it. Now that they heard Xiaoya was coming, they felt very close to her.

Seeing how enthusiastic Yun Shu and Yun Yao were, Xiao Ya became even more embarrassed.

"Thank you," she said politely, taking the items from the package.

"Little Ya has her own name, Li Jun, and she'll use that name here from now on," Wenrou said to her two children, remembering that Little Ya had changed her name.

She had overlooked the fact that Xiaoya was younger and she was used to calling her that, but she didn't expect that both children would call her that too.

Xiao Ya hadn't expected Wenrou to consider her feelings, and she couldn't help but feel a touch of gratitude.

Hearing Wenrou's words, the two nodded obediently, then took Xiaoya's hand and brought her luggage inside as well.

The room Xiaoya lives in used to be Wen Shuzhen's. She now lives in the mansion, so the room has been empty.

Wenrou sometimes works in this room, which can be considered her study.

She had tidied up the room before Xiaoya arrived, and even made up her bed.

Xiao Ya went into the room and tidied up a bit.

Soon, she heard the sound of a door opening, and she subconsciously became a little nervous.

She had assumed it would be Jiang Yan who returned, but then she heard Huo Yanchuan's voice.

Huo Yanchuan had just taken Xiao Shi'an out for a while and had only just returned.

Wenrou told Huo Yanchuan about Xiaoya temporarily staying at her home, and he naturally had no objections.

During dinner that evening, Xiao Ya thought Jiang Yan would come back, but she still didn't see him.

She found it a bit strange, so after finishing her meal, she asked Yun Yao, "Yao Yao, doesn't your brother Jiang Yan usually come home?"

When Xiao Ya mentioned Jiang Yan, Yun Yao shook her head. "He only comes back during holidays."

She hadn't seen Jiang Yan for a long time, but she heard that he would finish his project next week and would probably come back to visit.

Hearing Yun Yao say this, Xiao Ya immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Although she lived in Wenrou's house, she also helped Wenrou take care of the children, clean the house, and cook.

Seeing how sensible Xiaoya is, Wenrou will let her go out to play.

Hearing Wenrou's words, Xiaoya nodded.

She really wanted to buy something, and after finding out the location of the wholesale market, she planned to go there tomorrow.

That evening, Xiaoya thought Jiang Yan wouldn't come back, so when she heard the door open, she went over and opened it.

Upon seeing Jiang Yan standing at the door, he froze on the spot.

"Are you Jiang Yan?"

She had imagined what Jiang Yan would look like when he grew up, but none of them were as shocking as seeing him in person.

Jiang Yan was wearing a white shirt, his features were delicate and three-dimensional, and his facial lines were distinct. He was many times more handsome than she had imagined.