Chapter 453 Confession



Chapter 453 Confession

As a Chinese who was born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze, I was born with a filter for the revolutionary martyrs.

It cannot be said to be a filter, but a kind of worship and admiration from the heart.

After all, it is these countless martyrs who fought all the battles they could fight that have given us the happy life we ​​have today.

If every Chinese has the opportunity to travel through time and space and meet these martyrs, I am afraid they will be excited.

And when this martyr is replaced by Mr. Hu, the excitement is even more needless to say.

For example, Jiang Wanwan at this moment is the most true portrayal.

She said she wanted to explain to Mr. Hu everything that happened yesterday, but as she spoke, her emotions could not be controlled.

The one in front of her is not the Mr. Hu who was unconscious last night.

But the living, sober Mr. Hu, the real Mr. Hu, the feeling is completely different.

Looking at Mr. Hu's great face, Jiang Wanwan became excited as she spoke, and her eyes became red as she spoke, and sometimes she was even speechless...

After telling the story in a confusing manner, Jiang Wanwan's excited emotions finally calmed down gradually.

Then, she began to worry again. Her performance just now was too bad. Would Mr. Hu think she was sick?

But looking at Mr. Hu's face, which was still gentle and kind, he should not think so.

After listening to Jiang Wanwan's explanation, Mr. Hu looked at the national destiny factor detection device and asked curiously.

"Is this the machine that tests its own values? How do you operate it specifically?"

"Just stand in front of this camera!" Jiang Wanwan introduced enthusiastically.

Hearing this, Mr. Hu took two steps forward and looked at the camera in front of him curiously.

Jiang Wanwan finally reacted. It seemed that there were no cameras in the country at this time?

At this time, the detection light was emitted, covering Mr. Hu and gradually dissipated, and the screen under the camera lit up.

[Mr. Hu: Click on the national destiny factor]

Huh?

Jiang Wanwan opened her mouth wide, counted twice, and finally confirmed the number on the screen.

The national destiny factor of more than 880,000 is more than twice the number she expected.

This is almost the largest data Jiang Wanwan has ever seen, more than 800,000 and close to 900,000!

However, after thinking carefully, considering the deeds that Mr. Hu had done in his life and his contributions to the country, Jiang Wanwan suddenly felt that it was quite reasonable.

So after being shocked, Jiang Wanwan easily accepted this number.

"Is my number too much? How much supplies can I buy?" Mr. Hu asked in confusion.

Jiang Wanwan nodded happily and said exaggeratedly: "A lot, more than ten times that of Captain Xu! The goods that can be bought are so many that even if all the Red Army came, they can't take them all away!"

Mr. Hu was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded and smiled: "That's good!"

"Mr. Hu was sick last night and didn't eat anything. You must be hungry, right? I'll get you some food." Jiang Wanwan said very actively.

Now, although the other Red Army soldiers have not woken up yet, since Hu Gong has detected his national destiny factor, he can naturally buy things.

Jiang Wanwan flipped his hand, took out a pack of Shaqima, opened it, handed it to Hu Gong and said.

"This is called Shaqima, one only costs 5 points of national destiny factor!"

Compared with the price, Hu Gong instantly understood how much wealth he had.

He did not refuse, took the Shaqima and took a bite.

Seeing that Hu Gong had eaten, Jiang Wanwan took out another box of self-heating rice, opened it and made it, and introduced it in detail in his mouth.

The self-heating rice was ready and put aside to heat it. Hu Gong also finished eating the Shaqima in his hand.

So Jiang Wanwan took out other food, a halved egg and a pack of chocolate.

The chocolate was unwrapped and handed to Mr. Hu, and the salted eggs were placed on the lid of the self-heating rice to heat them up together.

In fact, Jiang Wanwan originally wanted to take out canned yellow peaches and apples to feed Mr. Hu.

But thinking that Mr. Hu had just recovered from a serious illness and was not suitable for eating cold food, she had no choice but to give up.

Mr. Hu peeled off the wrapping paper and curiously put the black ball into his mouth, only to find that it was chocolate. He immediately put the remaining three pieces into his pocket and kept them safely.

The sweet and smooth chocolate melted in his mouth, and even Mr. Hu, who always looked calm, couldn't help but squint his eyes and reveal an expression of enjoyment.

While savoring the food, Mr. Hu looked at Jiang Wanwan in front of him and suddenly asked, "Miss Jiang, do you know me? Have you seen me before?"

Jiang Wanwan was stunned by the question, and then answered honestly, "I have heard of you. This is the first time I have seen you in person!"

"Since this is our first meeting, why did Miss Jiang look at me as if we were meeting an old friend?" Mr. Hu asked again.

Meeting an old friend?

It was indeed a meeting with an old friend!

After all, Mr. Hu's life story has been written in history books for future generations to learn and admire.

Just like the saying 'Who in the world doesn't know you?', aren't all Chinese people old friends of Mr. Hu?

But, was the look in her eyes just now so obvious?

Jiang Wanwan bit her lip helplessly, thinking about how to answer this question?

Otherwise, just be honest!

However, although Mr. Hu asked this question, he did not seem to be in need of an answer.

Before Jiang Wanwan could speak, he asked again: "Miss Jiang, are you Chinese?"

"Of course, I am Chinese in life and a Chinese ghost in death!" Jiang Wanwan answered righteously.

Our ancestors asked us if we are Chinese, so we cannot have any doubts!

Hearing the answer, Mr. Hu smiled subconsciously.

Seeing this, Jiang Wanwan could no longer hold back and could not wait to confess.

"Mr. Hu, actually I traveled back from 1989, so I recognized you at a glance. After the Red Army crossed the grassland, they..."

Before she finished speaking, 007's warning rang in her mind.

"Host, please note that everything that happened during the shielding period cannot be searched or mentioned."

Damn!

Jiang Wanwan's upper and lower lips were like glued together, and she couldn't utter a word.

She didn't expect that not only could she not search for things that happened in the past 50 years, but she couldn't even say the information she knew?

In other words, if Jiang Wanwan wanted to reveal the future to Mr. Hu, she could only start from 1960.

The reason why she could say that she had traveled through time was because the year 2024 where she was was not within the shielding range.

But in 1960, New China had been established for eleven years, and there was nothing to remind her, right?

When Mr. Hu heard these words, there was a flash of surprise on his face, and he quickly calmed down again.

Seeing Jiang Wanwan suddenly stop talking in the middle of her words, he thought she was hesitant, so he said more considerately.

"It's enough for Miss Jiang to tell me this. If you feel embarrassed about the rest, don't say it!"

Jiang Wanwan felt like crying.

She was indeed embarrassed, but not emotionally, but physically!


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