Quick travel system: The host is extremely powerful

At that time, one of the male and female protagonists became the commander-in-chief, and the other was already the founder of the largest newspaper in the country. They were successful and had children.

After Xia ErYa's death, the heroine's life story was written in the newspaper. China, which is in desperate need of revitalization, needs inspirational figures to inspire people.

Charya also became the only female representative among the bourgeois revolutionaries.

People looked at the black-and-white photo of a woman wearing a cheongsam with a thin figure but still bright eyes, and felt a sigh of relief.

No one can imagine how a woman had such perseverance to set up a factory and overcome difficulties to deliver materials to support the front line during that severe period of internal and external troubles.

He generously went to the country to face the calamity and regarded death as if he were returning home.

The power of women has awakened people's hearts that had been closed and dormant for a long time during the war. There have been calls from all over the country to learn from the legacy of their ancestors and carry forward the patriotic spirit, and patriotic movements have sprung up.

When the hero and heroine are in their later years, the new country of China has begun to rise in the world.

Qiao Nian also wrote the last book in her life, autobiographical notes. From a country girl to a daughter of the Xia family to later a war correspondent and the founder of a newspaper, she narrated all the stories that happened in the book one by one.

When people read this book, in addition to Huo Yongchen's revolutionary friendship and deep love between husband and wife, they also noticed the tragic couple Xia Erya and Bai Yan.

Bai Yan is a very unfamiliar name. Too many revolutionary ancestors were sacrificed during the Anti-Japanese War, and only a few of them can leave their names. There are too many unknown martyrs, so many that they dare not count them until now.

It wasn't until the largest Chinese medicine shop in the capital took out the prescriptions left by Lu Yi that people realized that the highly effective medicine for bruises and bruises that everyone can now use was made by him.

Seeing that readers were so curious about Bai Yan, Qiao Nian continued to write a short story about Bai Yan's life.

As soon as the continuation of the short story was printed, it was rushed to buy.

They all say that nine out of ten love affairs in the Republic of China were tragic, and Qiao Nian and Huo Yongchen were one of the ten rare ones.

But people seem to prefer the ending of be, the sadistic feeling.

In their opinion, the true and pure friendship between Xia Erya and Bai Yan that puts aside their carnal desires is more noble.

They said that Bai Yan died when Xia Erya loved him most, so Xia Erya never married.

They say that a handsome man like Bai Yan, standing together with the gentle and determined Xia Erya, can be regarded as a real talented and beautiful girl.

they said,…………

For Lu Yi, the relationship with Xia Erya is just a mission.

So when he saw these follow-ups in the system space, his heart did not fluctuate much.

Xia Erya had a brilliant life, but the only unsatisfactory part was probably this tragic love.

But it is precisely this tragedy that gives her a different charm.

It can be considered an achievement for her, Lu Yi thought, and asked the system to turn off the screen projection.

Qiao Nian and Huo Yongchen were sitting on wooden rocking chairs, holding hands, looking at their grandchildren running and playing in the yard, with kind eyes and kind expressions.

The golden sunset passed through the lintel and shone on the two of them, quietly and peacefully.

In a daze, Qiao Nian seemed to see Xia Ya standing in front of the door waving to her.

"Sister..." Qiao Nian murmured.

Because Huo Yongchen's ears were on the battlefield in his early years, he could no longer hear well in his later years.

"You are still so young...are you here to pick me up?" Qiao Nian sighed with a smile.

Huo Yongchen held Qiao Nian's hand tightly and looked at the yard with hazy eyes, not noticing anything unusual about the people next to him.

Qiao Nian left. A pair of children had just finished the funeral and sent their mother away with tears. Their father turned around and followed her.

There were two big funerals in a row, and the children almost fainted from crying.