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.,The capital city of the 1960s was nowhere near as colorful, bustling with traffic, and glittering as it is in later times.,In her past life, she had a good memory. She remembered everything Old Zhou said. Du Ru politely waved her hand at Old Zhou:。