The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 177 Bad News

Gray sky, sunset like blood.

Qilan sat in the back seat of the car, watching flocks of crows flying overhead, vaguely felt that something was going to happen.

He tried his best to recall the historical knowledge he had learned in his previous life, trying to find out the source of this anxiety.

The mutiny in the south began to reach its peak in this month.

How much evil is hidden in Troubled Winter, ordinary people have no way of knowing...

The turmoil in the political situation and the chaos in the army, he is weak as an individual and cannot be changed, but the prediction of future changes may help people around him escape the tricks of fate.

He wasn't worried about the Gu family, let alone the Zhu family. All his worries fell on the Lin family.

If he just wanted to protect Lin Mi alone, he could do it.

But she belongs to the Lin family, has parents, relatives and friends, which makes him feel powerless.

Qi Jiang drove, and Zhu Juanjuan sat behind him, resting against the car door.

She was very tired, fell asleep unknowingly, and saw Lin Yitang again in her dream.Just as I was about to talk to him, I suddenly slammed on the brakes and woke up.

In order to avoid a newspaper boy in the middle of the road, Qi Jiang stopped the car less than three meters away from the child.

All three of them noticed him: shabby but clean clothes, a top line hat, and loads of newspapers in their hands.

"Qijiang, let's scrape together some change and buy all the newspapers, so he can go back early."

Seeing the cold wind blowing the child's face red and peeling, Zhu Juanjuan felt distressed.

She didn't have much change in her wallet, and she was afraid that he would not be able to find the money when she gave the child money, so she mobilized Qijiang to do charity.

Qi Jiang said in embarrassment: "Miss Zhu, I ran out of money last night, only a few big bills from my mother."

The car arrived on the road in front of the department store.Qijiang helped Zhu Juanjuan down first, carrying her bag.

Qilan jumped out of the car, patted his pockets and said, "Don't worry about it, I just got paid, and I can buy this pile of newspapers for two yuan at most."

He took out two silver dollars and gave them to the newsboy: "Little brother, I want all the newspapers."

The child shook his head and said, "Don't sympathize with me, I'll only sell you one. I have a name, Qiqi. Don't call me little brother."

Qilan felt that he wanted to be strong and cute, so he took a newspaper and insisted on not giving him change.

"Little brother, if you do this again, I will be angry!"

The child raised his hand and pulled the hood up, revealing his covered eyes.

He was surprised to find that the child was actually quite handsome, with small facial features on a melon-shaped face.

According to his understanding of the "three courts and five eyes" in art composition, this proportion should be a girl.

"Qiqi, are you a little girl? Why are you pretending to be a boy?"

The newsboy was stunned, clutching the newspaper tightly to his chest, as if afraid that he would snatch it away.

Seeing this, Zhu Juanjuan got out of the car, grabbed Qiqi and said softly, "Don't be afraid. We just care about you and have no evil intentions."

The child took off the thread cap, and a pair of tightly tied braids fell down.

"My father was killed by bad guys more than two months ago. Now my mother is sick, and all that can be sold at home is sold out. My brother is still young, and only I can come out to earn a little money, but there are too many hooligans and ruffians. I have to pretend to be a boy." of."

Qilan listened quietly, and some doubts became clear.

This little girl was a newsboy for the first time, no wonder she didn't even understand the rules of the road and dared to sell newspapers in the middle of the road.

Qi Jiang thought of Xiao Jin's lonely and helpless appearance, and was very sad.

"Is your mother's illness serious? How much does it cost for medicine? Shall we send her to the hospital?"

The little newsboy refused to say anything, and just put a newspaper in each of Qilan and Zhu Juanjuan's hands.She was about to change the money, but found to her dismay that the small change purse she kept next to her body was gone!
Qiqi finally couldn't help crying: "My money was stolen..."

This child is only seven or eight years old, about the same age as a pair of sisters from the Gu family.If it weren't for the accident at home, there would be no need to work so hard to make a living.

Zhu Juanjuan took a banknote and handed it to her, "Take it, it's a loan from you. When you grow up, pay it back slowly."

Qiqi took out a pencil and a small piece of paper from his pocket, "Sister, please write down your name and address, and I will pay you back when I have money. I will always sell newspapers on this street. I can take care of you not far from home. Mom and brother."

Zhu Juanjuan had a hard time: writing fake ones is deceiving children and is immoral.Seriously, where will the child get the money?You can't bear the burden of repaying debts at a young age.

After thinking twice, she wrote the address of the school and the words "Mr. Zhu" on the piece of paper.

Unexpectedly, the child could read and read it again.

"Thank you, Teacher Zhu! I will come to you."

In order to help her, Qilan also left the school address and made an appointment with her to pick up the newspaper at the school gate every morning.

The three of them bid farewell to Qiqi and watched her thin figure disappear into the downtown, holding a pile of newspapers.

Before the car started, Qilan's heart was already in a mess.

This afternoon's newspaper, perhaps by God's will, just fell into his hands.

On the front page, the bold red letters hurt his eyes.

"Investigation and Accountability of Naval Mutiny."

The bad news really surfaced.

The newspaper did not go into details, but only mentioned that the eight military officers involved were from Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Fujian.

Zhu Juanjuan and Qijiang share a newspaper.

They only briefly glanced at the literary supplements and discussed foreign novels and poems.

"Sister Juan, Second Brother," Qilan gripped the newspaper tightly and stood up from his seat, "I have something urgent to go back to school, I wish you a happy shopping!"

He jumped out of the car and ran without looking back, which surprised them both.

"Maybe it's due to dating a girlfriend?" Zhu Juanjuan helped him find a reason.

"Girlfriend? The third brother was driven out of his mind by someone else's fiancée, and he doesn't like nice girls chasing him." Qi Jiang said helplessly.

Zhu Juanjuan blushed: Why do these words sound like they are aimed at her... Isn't this what I am?

The two entered the department store.

She picked out a few.When I asked Qijiang for his opinion, he always said "yes".

"Can you change the word?" Juan Juan felt that he was coping.

"Very good." Qi Jiang was absent-minded, and really couldn't say more beautiful words.

Qilan ran desperately to school, getting soaked through the cold weather.

When he arrived at school panting, it was already dark.

The days in winter are very short, and there are few people on campus, only some lights in the windows of classrooms and dormitories.

He rushed downstairs to the girls' dormitory in one breath, looked up at her dormitory, the window was pitch black.

How is Lin Mi's father now?Does she know the news...

He desperately wanted to see her, but she wasn't there.

Standing in the cold wind, the corners of his eyes suddenly hurt.

He didn't know when he shed tears, and the tears froze in the cold.

Qilan blamed himself for wasting a lot of time and not arranging things in advance, and the accident happened.

"I'm from the future, but I can't do meaningful things for her...She is more considerate to me than I am to her. I don't deserve to be her boyfriend."

The feeling of self-blame is uncomfortable, but the sound of footsteps behind him is so familiar.

"Gu Qilan, I'm here!"

Lin Mi appeared on the small stone road at the door of the dormitory. He folded the newspaper and stuffed it into his pocket without saying a word, and rushed up to hug her tightly.

She just got out of Qin Feng's car, and was afraid of being late for the appointment, so she ran in a hurry.

She thought about the coffee shop and felt embarrassed.

Soon he was relieved: "Anyway, no one knows me. Mr. Qin also knows that I am helping, not serious. My heart belongs to Qilan alone."

　Good afternoon, my dears.You should also treat your three meals well on weekends, and you can't deal with them carelessly.good luck!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)