Back to the 1970s: F

Sixty-year-old Ning Ran sat under the wisteria in her small courtyard, her white hair as graceful as a crane. She lay leisurely on a reclining chair, drowsiness washing over her.,"Lying on the bed, Husisisi mumbled, then continued, "Grandma, tell me about my great-grandmother this time.","You lazy good-for-nothing, why aren't you awake yet If the people we're meeting see you like this, they might just turn around and leave!"。