Quick Transmigration Little Stalker: The big villain is moving

Chapter 300 Miss Republic of China is acting like a baby again (51)

The day when Zhang Yanqing was sent away from Yanlu Mansion happened to be Xiaonian.

Aunt Lian made piles and piles of dumplings.

Shrimp and cabbage, pork and lotus root, and shepherd's purse and eggs.

A whole table was set up.

Zhang Yanqing changed into his military uniform and went downstairs. Zong Yu was already waiting in the lobby, so he stood quietly at the door with no expression on his face.

If he had come in the past, he would have been more polite and would have settled over thirty dumplings first, and waited while eating.But now it can be seen that he is depressed and gloomy.

Aunt Lian tried to persuade him to have two bites, but she shook her head and refused.

Jiang Wan sat at the dining table with her head down.Her hands were covered with flour to make dumplings, she had no distractions, and she never stopped.

When she heard the sound of military boots stepping on the stairs, she paused and continued to pack.

"Overlord. It's a young year, eat two bites of dumplings before leaving!" Aunt Lian handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Zhang Yanqing put on her military cap, "No, I'm in a hurry."

"Let's have some." Aunt Lian glanced at a table full of steaming dumplings. She didn't know if her eyes were blinded by the heat or something, her nose was sore, and she choked up, "Get the dumplings in the car and get off the noodles."

Customs, stay safe.

Zhang Yanqing still didn't move.

Jiang Wan, who was making dumplings, looked up, "I made the plate in front of you."

She looked at him with calm eyes.

Zhang Yanqing responded "OK" and took the chopsticks from Aunt Lian's hand, and put a dumpling in her mouth.

After all the stuffing was swallowed, he suddenly lowered his head and said lightly, "It's delicious."

Jiang Wan smiled.

Laughing, he lowered his head again.

Zong Yu glanced at the two of them, his eyes turned red with red eyes.

Zong Yu knew why the governor didn't eat dumplings just now. Because the governor knew that he would not come back safely.

I understand better why the warlord finally ate another dumpling.

It was wrapped by the sharp-hearted.

It is estimated that in this life, there will be only one meal!
When Zhang Yanqing put down the chopsticks, Jiang Wan who was sitting on the chair suddenly stood up, "I'll see you off."

He looked at her for a while, and squeezed out a word through his dry throat, "Okay."

All the way without a word, until he was sent to the black car.

The wind was as cold as a knife, and it hurt people's faces.

There is no reluctance, no lingering tenderness.

She sent him to the car, stood outside the car window and waved to him who was silent in the car.

Zong Yu is a big man, sitting in the co-pilot almost couldn't hold back and cried bitterly.

Zhang Yanqing lowered his military cap, so that his eyebrows and eyes were under the shadow, "Let's go."

His voice was very soft, breathy.

The car started slowly and drove out slowly.

Jiang Wan was still standing in the wind.

The car that was driving out suddenly stopped, and then the door opened, and a man in military uniform stepped out of the car and rushed towards her.

The arms imprisoned the delicate and thin in his arms, tightly.

He buried her neck, the familiar sweetness made his eyes turn red.

"Wan Wan"

"If you can, just wait for me, okay?"

The girl raised her hand, slowly wrapped her arms around his waist, and leaned against his chest, smiling purely and charmingly, "Zhang Yanqing, I'll wait for you to come back to eat Yangchun noodles."

Get on the dumplings and get off the noodles.

May you be bright and clean, and be safe every year.

Shanghai and Beijing fell, and the Governor Command dispatched the Southern Military Region to support.

When Zhang Yanqing arrived with his troops, Hujing was completely occupied by the enemy, and the Governor's Headquarters had already retreated to Wu Gorge before they set off to support.

Talking about support is all empty talk.

It is to let them go to die, to drag the energy of the enemy army, so as to leave enough time for the retreating people to recharge their batteries.

Fighting hard in March, the smoke of gunpowder spread until the beginning of spring before the ceasefire.

When the peach blossoms in the backyard were just blooming, Yanlu Mansion received a letter.

Aunt Lian couldn't read, so she handed the letter to Jiang Wan.

The letter said:
On March 25, Zhang wandered into an ambush by the enemy.He led the troops to suffer an air strike and suffered a sudden death. At the age of [-], he was awarded a martyr.

A thin piece of letter paper, something so fragile that it would break when touched, broke his life and death, and told his whole life.

The letter paper trembled in the wind, and something dripped down, wet and soaked
Jiang Wan will never forget that morning.

She asked Zhang Yanqing when he would marry her, and he said he couldn't marry her for the time being.

He apologized with red eyes, and said:

Tens of thousands of people in Shanghai and Beijing are in dire straits, and I cannot stand on the sidelines.

Zhang Yanqing belongs to the common people, while Qingqing belongs to Wan Wan only.

But now, the people of Shanghai and Beijing need me more than Wanwan, so I can only wear a military uniform and live like a "Zhang Yanqing" should be.

Although she ignored him at the time, shortly after he went out, she covered her lips and cried bitterly.

The tear pits are slow and non-stop.

She can't stop it.

Even if she really stopped him, he would not change his mind and stop.

because.

He is Zhang Yanqing!

(End of this chapter)