C47 Listeners

Meng Xiaobai became a quiet listener and nodded. "Go ahead, I'm a quiet listener."

"Then we'll have to start from fifty years ago." The old man's thoughts began to return to fifty years ago.

Fifty years ago.

The old man was also a very young man now.

"Zhao Liguo, where are you going?" A man put an arm around Zhao Liguo's shoulder. Zhao Liguo immediately turned around, but he did not dodge