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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.,"Grandpa, Du Weimin is really my father. I'm his son with his former wife. I lived in the countryside before.",In her past life, she had a good memory. She remembered everything Old Zhou said. Du Ru politely waved her hand at Old Zhou:。