Chapter 1 My name is Song Hongqi

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Large fields that have been harvested show a scene of decay and yellowing, among which there are a few adobe mud houses scattered around, red slogans paint the walls, potholes on the dirt roads because of the recent heavy rain accumulated the dirty water of the big pool, and the only distant green hills and the tender green that has just sprouted in front of you still have a bit of depressed vitality.

Song Enli stood on the side of the road as if he was out of his body, and he didn't realize how he had arrived in such a place for a long time.

Not long ago, she was accompanying her father to inspect the base of her storage company, and when one of the dangerous goods warehouses exploded, she pushed his father out of the warehouse in a hurry, and then lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was at the scene.

For a while, countless possibilities flashed through her mind, but no explanation could convince her, because in the Shanghai market in 2017, there was no such backward place.

Especially when she saw the big wooden sign erected under the red flag at the intersection not far away, the bright four big words "Red Flag Commune" made her brain explode instantly!

No way......

Just when Song Enli was stunned, a white-brand Russian-style GAS 69 jeep sped past her, its wheels running over the water-filled road and splashing a large amount of mud.

Rao is no matter how fast she dodged, the white fox shawl on her body was still accidentally splashed.

"No morality!" Frustrated, she raised her middle finger in the direction of the jeep and lowered her head to pull out her handkerchief to wipe the mud stains.

The cold wind blew, and the hem of the black brocade cheongsam was blown open, revealing a pair of slender ankles as white as jade, and against the backdrop of the silver glittering Jimmy Zhou high heels and the white fox fur on his shoulders, it was all extravagant and extravagant that was out of place in this world.

"Who are you?" The jeep that had already driven back reversed, and the person in the back seat lowered the window.

Song Enli looked up and saw that the young man in military uniform in the back seat of the jeep was staring at her with a frown, his facial features were cold and hard, his eyes were profound, and his body exuded the deterrent power of being accustomed to giving orders.

Song Enli noticed his 58-style military uniform.

Although Song's father has recently kept pace with the times and set up a large-scale warehousing company, in fact, the Song family made a fortune by operating an antique business, and Song Enli, as the only daughter in the family, was trained by Grandpa Song and Father Song as a successor when she was a child, so her attainments in antique appraisal are already good.

At a glance, she identified the current era.

Between 1958 and 1965, although this time had not yet entered the most turbulent and sensitive decade in China, the signs had already begun to appear, and it was not peaceful.

The 58-style military uniform is an improved version of the 55-style military uniform, and the biggest difference is that the 55-style rank epaulette has been changed to the 58-style military rank collar badge, and there is a 65-style later, and the grandfather's collection room retains a series of complete officer uniforms.

Knowing the exact time, coupled with all the things he saw in front of him, Song Enli was basically sure that he had crossed over, and he also wore such a difficult time to eat, buy things with tickets, and rely on letters of introduction to go out!

She was shocked by the result she had finally gotten!

No wonder this man looks at her so strangely, if she is really in such an era now, with her dress, people can be arrested as suspicious elements in minutes!

"I ......," she replied stubbornly, "looking for someone." ”

"Your name, who are you looking for?" The man kept staring at her, and there was a feeling that she wouldn't want to leave if she didn't know what to say today.

Her name?

Her name is very uncharacteristic of the era, and she is prone to trouble!

Inadvertently glimpsed the wooden sign of "Hongqi Commune" again, Song Enli had an idea, "My name is Song Hongqi, and I came here from Shanghai to join my uncle, his name is Song Dazhuang." ”

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