oints in his heart. "Then you wait a moment, I'll make a phone call.""Okay."The old man entered the security room, and soon voices were heard from inside."Hello, is this Deputy Factory Manager Du This..."The textile mill is here, the textile mill is here, get off quick!" The ticket seller roared at the top of his lungs from inside the train carriage.

"Make way, make way... thank you!"

Tuòruo trudged with her luggage from the back of the car to the doorstep, the foul smell inside disappearing. Tuòruo couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling as if she had finally survived.

It was early spring, the weather was mild, and willow trees by the roadside had just sprouted fresh green buds. A few sparrows chirped on the branches, making everything seem so lively.

The capital city of the 1960s was nowhere near as colorful, bustling with traffic, and glittering as it is in later times.

At this time, the capital city in Du Ruo's eyes bore obvious traces of the times. Most pedestrians wore clothes in black, gray, and blue. The buildings were low and short, with walls that were mottled and dilapidated. Occasionally, a small car could be seen driving down the street, but the ringing of bicycle bells was constant, light and pleasant to the ear.

Although Beijing in the 1960s was not as developed as it is in the 21st century, it was much better than the post-apocalyptic world. At least there were no terrifying zombies.

Du Ruo was a rich second generation in her past life. Unfortunately, when she went to university, her parents died in a car accident. Du Ruo inherited their vast fortune.

Before graduating from university, Du Ruo suddenly awakened to spatial abilities. Her spatial area was as large as hundreds of football fields. Having read numerous post-apocalyptic novels in her past life, Du Ruo, out of precaution, spent money buying supplies and storing them in her space.

A month later, a meteorite fell from the sky. The meteorite carried a virus that could turn people into zombies. Du Ruo's space could only store the dead, the living couldn't enter. Even in the apocalypse, it was still dangerous.

Fortunately, Du Ruo's strength had also increased significantly in addition to her spatial abilities. In order to survive, Du Ruo went to a large city's survival base. The base was managed by soldiers and was relatively orderly. The higher-ups spared no effort for the survival of humanity.

Tu Jue chose to work with the military. They treated Tu Jue as a precious asset, always taking him along on missions to find resources and protecting him well.

And Du Ru also relied on her own efforts to become a renowned powerhouse in the power system, making a name for herself in the survival base!

Unfortunately, human evolution can't keep up with the zombies. Once again, while searching for supplies, they encountered the Zombie King, who killed everyone except Du Ruo. To avenge her comrades and protect the base, Du Ruo chose to die alongside the Zombie King!

After Du Ruo's death, she thought everything was over. However, unexpectedly, she was reborn into a parallel world in the 1960s.

The original owner was Du Ru, a village girl from Dalian Village. Her mother was Wang Hongxia and her father was Du Weimin. However, her parents divorced when she was young. She lived with her mother in the countryside, while her father moved to the capital.

The original owner was also quite ambitious. At 18 years old, she graduated from high school but unfortunately couldn't go to university. After graduating, she could only stay in the village and work as a farmer. In her free time, she would go up the mountain to pick wild vegetables. This time, she went up the mountain to collect wood ear fungus, ignoring the muddy road after the rain. Although she collected some wood ear fungus, she accidentally fell while going down the mountain and rolled off the mountain. The original owner died instantly.

After waking up, Du Ruo also stayed in the hospital for over half a month before being able to get out of bed.

A month later, Du Ruo was discharged from the hospital under Wang Hongxia's meticulous care. After being discharged, Wang Hongxia said to Du Ruo:

Your father wrote a letter, asking you to go. He will arrange a good job for you.

If it had been before, Wang Hongxia would definitely not have agreed. Her son was raised from childhood; she couldn't bear to let him leave her. However, after this incident, Wang Hongxia's thoughts changed. She wanted Du Ru to go into the city to eat public grain with all her heart.

Unable to resist Wang Hongxia, Du Ru could only agree and packed her bags to come to Beijing.

Du Ru stood at the front gate of Beijing's First Cotton Textile Factory. An old man sat at the entrance, staring intently at the stranger as if he were a thief.

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.

His clothes were covered in dust, his hair was messy like a bird's nest, and he hadn't washed his face for days. His face was gray and dirty - who could tell what he looked like!

Du Ruo also wanted to go see the Du family in a bright and beautiful way, but the conditions didn't allow it. The money Wang Hongxia gave was just enough for the fare. Even if she wanted to stay at an inn at night, she wouldn't have the money.

Actually, there are many good things in the space. Before the apocalypse, I didn't prepare any supplies. After the apocalypse, every time I went to collect supplies, I saw those high-tech electronics or valuable jewelry, gold, cosmetics discarded in the mall, and I would collect some.

But those things can't be used now, and they won't be able to be used.

Du Ruo, who was known for her sweetest smile, walked forward:

"Hello, Grandpa!"

The old man looked up and down at Du Ru:

"Is there something This is the family courtyard of the textile mill, outsiders are not allowed in. If you have nothing to do, get lost and don't wander around here."

Du Ru hurriedly explained:

"Grandpa, I'm Du Ruo, my father is Du Weimin."

"Du Wei-min" The old man was startled.

"Deputy Factory Manager"

Du Ruo nodded. "Yes."

"Don't give me that," the old man scoffed, glaring at her. "You're too young to be so cunning! I've been watching over this gate for almost twenty years now, and I know Dujuan, the daughter of the deputy director, since she was a little girl. You're trying to pull the wool over my eyes!" he declared...

The old man became angry: "If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

"Grandpa, Du Weimin is really my father. I'm his son with his former wife. I lived in the countryside before."

The old man stared at Du Ruo for a few seconds, then muttered with a thoughtful expression:

"A previous wife I heard that Director Du was divorced, indeed," she then looked up at Du Ruo and confirmed again:

"Are you really Deputy Factory Director Du's son"

"If you don't believe me, you can call him."

The old man saw that Du Ru was composed, and he believed a few points in his heart. "Then you wait a moment, I'll make a phone call."

"Okay."

The old man entered the security room, and soon voices were heard from inside.

"Hello, is this Deputy Factory Manager Du This is Lao Zhou, the guard. It's like this..."

After a while, Lao Zhou came out of the security room. Facing Du Ruo, his face softened.

"Is it Du Ruo"

Du Ruo smiled and nodded. "Yes."

"It must have been tough coming all the way from your hometown to Beijing, right" Old Zhou said with a concerned look:

"

Come on in, Director Gu is at home.

"

Ms. Gu, I presume She should be Du Weimin's second wife, Gu Qing.

"Okay," Du Ruo picked up her bag and walked gracefully into the door, "Thank you, Grandpa! But..."

Du Ruo felt a little embarrassed:

"I don't know where the Du family lives."

Lao Zhou's eyes held a hint of sympathy as he pointed to the north side of the textile mill:

Walk along the road, turn left at the second intersection, and...

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"

Du Ruo nodded. “Don't worry, I remembered.”

In her past life, she had a good memory. She remembered everything Old Zhou said. Du Ru politely waved her hand at Old Zhou:

"Well, Grandpa, I'm going to leave now."

Lao Zhou nodded in response, watching Du Ruo walk away with light steps before finally saying in a low voice:

The Du family is going to be quite lively from now on."The textile mill is here, the textile mill is here, get off quick!" The ticket seller roared at the top of his lungs from inside the train carriage."Make way, make way... thank you!"Tuòruo trudged wi...