The car was slow, and the horse wasn't ridden fast either.
As they crisscrossed each other, it was clear to see.
The car continued forward, and Song Yunuan just glanced over once before letting Big Jujube carry her and her brother on towards the county town.
But Xia Zhi felt the face looked familiar.
Since they were going to deal with Song Yunuan, naturally, they couldn't not know what she looked like.
In this era, photos weren't so easy to take; first of all, you needed a camera, and these cameras were valuable items.
Most families couldn't afford one.
Just like when Song Yunuan bought Old Man Song a new radio, Old Man Song was so happy he was almost in tears.
The old one, which his son had managed to get by asking for favors during a meeting in the county, was assembled and often malfunctioned—it either couldn't tune in to stations or crackled with static.
And this new radio was the second one in Erdao River.
The first one was brought by Chu Zizhou.
