Little Mr. is one hundred years old

In April of the Jimao year, the national army fought fiercely with the Japanese invaders for more than half a month. There were countless casualties in Yicheng, and almost ran out of ammunition and food. On the 23rd, the city gate was finally broken. General Tang Qiwei led a hundred elite cavalrymen to fight bloody battles against the city gate. In the early morning of the 24th, only five of the hundred cavalrymen remained, and they still insisted on lurking. General Tang used his saber He cut off the head of the captain of the Japanese commander, and then he was shot in the head by a bullet, and died a heroic sacrifice at the age of 32.When the reinforcements arrived and buried General Tang, they found more than [-] bullets all over his body... General Tang Qiwei was originally the only son of Tang Zan, the warlord of the Northern Warlords. title, but people still called him the Young Overseer...'

Qing Huan sat in the library flipping through the "Yicheng City Chronicles", which recorded the major events in Yicheng every year.

"Tang Qiwei..." Qing Huan murmured, "Young Governor..."

He rubbed his eyebrows, and when he thought of the three words "Young Overseer", he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if there was a time when these three words often appeared in his mouth... When was it?

Cheng Zhi flipped forward, and suddenly stopped on one page: Year of Jiazi.

There are not many important events in the year of Jiazi, only two.One of them was the rare earthquake and rainstorm in the first half of a century, and even recorded that some people saw the dragon shadow.In the second half of the year, the body was stolen from the tomb of Governor Tang's righteous son, and it was finally left unsolved and became a big unsolved case.

Earthquake... Torrential rain... Corpse stealing...

Qing Huan closed her eyes, and several incoherent images appeared in her mind——

The seemingly endless torrential rain, the dark tomb, the collapsed cemetery, the people crying bitterly, the ruins everywhere, and the bloody... monster... the monster's big blood-red eyes like copper bells were in Qing Huan's eyes. The brain kept enlarging, and he felt that his breathing was a bit difficult. It opened its bloody mouth to him, revealing two sharp teeth...

"Snapped!"

With a jolt, Qing Huan opened her eyes, and then turned her head to see Ji Zhiqiu standing behind her.

"Why are you in a daze? Are you stupid from reading?" Ji Zhiqiu picked up the book in front of Qing Huan, glanced at it, frowned, and threw it away: "Cheng Zhi... What are you doing with this kind of thing? Such……"

Qing Huan saw that he was still wearing the clothes of the basketball school team, and knew that he came from the court, and smiled slightly: "Are you bored? Do you know what happened in the place where you are now?"

Ji Zhiqiu was stunned for a moment, and then sat down boldly on the chair: "Know what to do? Even the exam is not so detailed."

"This is your hometown, don't you want to know at all?"

Ji Zhiqiu sneered: "My hometown is not here."

"Oh? Then where is your hometown?"

"It turned out to be the area in the three eastern provinces." Ji Zhiqiu sat back on the chair with his elbows propped on the back of the chair: "My grandfather came from there to fight here, and then the war ended. I don't know what he thought, and brought the whole family settled here."

Qing Huan nodded: "Look, this is also a story, you can't always be confused, you have to understand the situation of your own family anyway, otherwise your descendants will not know the things about their ancestors even more. "

"I'd like to know, but you don't know our old man's temper..." Ji Zhiqiu frowned and said, "What he doesn't want to say can't be revealed at all. He is so stubborn that our whole family is afraid of him." ..."

"Oh... your grandfather used to be a soldier?" Qing Huan asked.

"That's right, even now..." The following words stopped in time, Ji Zhiqiu scratched his hair: "Anyway, that's it, I'm going to enter the non-commissioned officer school in a year, there's no need to discuss it."

Qing Huan didn't ask too many questions, and just said: "It's a very happy thing for a person to have a goal and know what he wants to do in the future."

Ji Zhiqiu looked at Qing Huan strangely: "Bai Qinghuan, I said, why do you sometimes talk like an old man? Don't you think about what you will do in the future?"

Qing Huan shook her head.

"Look, you are in high school now, what about graduating from high school?"

"It should be...university."

"What about after college? Don't tell me about going to graduate school..."

Qing Huan shook her head again: "Maybe I'll be bored by then, maybe I'll live in a different way."

"Why do you live in another way?" Ji Zhiqiu said, "Either work, or take a postgraduate entrance examination to study for a Ph. About going to the non-commissioned officer school, I just told him some common worldly truths, and every time it was a bunch of big truths, Ji Zhiqiu listened to it even if he didn't want to hear it.

"Study abroad?" Qing Huan suddenly remembered, it seems that a long time ago, someone told me seriously that he wanted to study abroad and was very ambitious... It's been a long time, and now I can't think of who it was. , maybe a friend.

"That's right," Ji Zhiqiu looked at his dazed face: "Bai Qinghuan, do you want to study abroad? Which country do you want to go to? The United States is not bad, there is Harvard, Britain is also good, there are many famous schools... "

"England..." Qing Huan smiled lightly, "I've been to England."

"Oh, are you going to England?" Ji Zhiqiu asked casually.

"Playing..." Qing Huan recalled and nodded: "Well, I went on a trip. I went to see the outside world. I stayed for two years, and I also went to other European countries intermittently... "

"Two years?" Ji Zhiqiu felt something was wrong: "Don't you need to come back and renew your visa? It's impossible to sign for such a long time..."

"With the help of friends, it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"What kind of friend, even the visa issue can be solved..." Ji Zhiqiu curled his lips: "Your friend is British?"

Qing Huan thought for a while: "Yes, he is a native of England."

"Hey, that's not right..." Ji Zhiqiu looked at him: "Is it your friend or your parents' friend? You still have an English friend at your age?"

Qing Huan gave a "puchi" smile: "Of course they are my friends, we met locally in England."

Ji Zhiqiu rubbed his chin: "That is to say, you went to the UK and met him, and then became friends, and you got so close that he helped you with visa issues... Your popularity is too good, right?"

"Okay?" Qing Huan said: "I also help him, okay? This is... mutual benefit."

Ji Zhiqiu stared at Qing Huan's face for a long while before saying, "Hey, Bai Qinghuan, are you sure you're not making up lies to fool me?"

"What's the benefit of me lying to you?" Qing Huan asked back.

"I still don't believe it..." Ji Zhiqiu grabbed Qing Huan's hand: "Then you call him, then I will believe it."

"Phone..." Qing Huan frowned, "I don't know..."

"Don't say you don't know his phone number, how long haven't you seen each other?"

Qing Huan calculated the time: "It's... 30 years..."

Ji Zhiqiu looked at Qing Huan, his jaw was about to drop, and then his eyes showed a fierce look: "Bai Qinghuan, you are really fooling me... 30 years, thanks to your ability to say it, why don't you say 40 years and 50 years!!! "

"Because it's only 30 years." Qing Huan smiled innocently.

"Bai Qinghuan!!!!!!"

"Hey," at this moment, the aunt from the library came over, pointed at Ji Zhiqiu with a frown and said, "That classmate, this is the library, don't make any noise, if you make any noise, get out."

"..." Ji Zhiqiu felt that his facial expression was about to twitch—why did he always fall into this situation, it was all because of Bai Qinghuan...

Qing Huan waved the book in front of Ji Zhiqiu's eyes, and said with a smile: "Student Ji, please be quiet in the library management, and read the book carefully."

"I %...%￥@&*##..."

He will really go crazy...