The capital city of the 1960s was nowhere near as colorful, bustling with traffic, and glittering as it is in later times.,It's no wonder the old man stared at Du Ruo with eyes like he was looking at a thief. After all, Du Ruo was wearing a patched-up black dress at the moment. She was originally a beautiful and pure girl, with two neat braids, looking very well-behaved. But after coming from Daliu Village to the capital city, she had walked over several mountains on foot, traveled dozens of miles, and spent three days in a carriage. Now, she looked completely lackluster and dull.,The family courtyard was far from the main gate. Lao Zhou worried that Du Ruo might forget, so he asked anxiously, "Did you remember Shall I say it again"。