I'm really immortal

Official records: Before the complete victory of the Anti-Japanese War in 1945, Ye Sijin led a team on a mission to rescue comrades imprisoned by the RB people.

During the mission, they encountered an unexpected and crazy Japanese counterattack. Ye Sijin died, the mission failed, and the imprisoned comrades disappeared.

Liu Chang'an remembered that Ye Sijin's favorite food was the noodles with green onion and lard that he made. The place she wanted to go the most was Jiangzhou in Junsha. She told him that after a complete victory, she must fight with those who are still alive. Comrades, let's recite a song "Qin Yuan Chun" together there.

Their generous singing is of course different from any interpretation performed by anyone in later generations. It is different in its ferocity and passion.

Ye Sijin has been looking forward to it.

Countless romantic figures will eventually pass away, leaving only Liu Changan to witness everything for them. He and the statue maintain the same angle and look at each other, as if they are caring for their comrades who have fought bloody battles together in the past, close, unknown, and nameless. Those heroic souls without surnames are watching the new world they created.

“In the future, every household’s jar will be filled with rice and flour!”

"There must be meat to eat during the holidays!"

"People will never be bullied again!"

"By then, everyone will be able to live a good life!"

Liu Changan has been to the capital and seen the monument erected by Wei Ang.

Over the past three years, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution will be immortalized forever.

Over the past thirty years, the people's heroes who sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution will remain immortal.

This dates back to 1840. Since then, in order to fight for national independence and people's freedom and happiness against internal and external enemies, the people's heroes who have sacrificed their lives in various struggles will be immortalized.

Even Liu Changan would rather live in a peaceful era. These gentle and peaceful days are lively and cheerful, just like a girl.

He is immortal and has never been a saint. He has no way of treating the common people as idiots. Liu Changan always lives in the current world and is always willing to do something for this nation and this country when his survival is at stake. Liu Changan believes that he is just a person after all. He is just a person who has lived longer, and has never thought about looking at everything from an indifferent perspective.

It seems that since Liu Changan first joined the army more than 2,000 years ago, and when foreign enemies invaded for countless years, the countless struggles forged with blood have declared one sentence: Where the enemy can go, I can go too!

I just can’t give in!

Did Liu Che really say that? I have no idea, but he did it and did it.

No matter how long he lives, he still feels that the history since the birth of human civilization has made his life more blood-warming.

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So many years have passed, and Liu Changan's memories of today are a bit distant. He raised his head and looked at the sky, always feeling that there was some ancient charm hanging over the less transparent city, awakening his sleeping memories.

So Liu Changan bought another pullet at the vegetable market.

The pullet has white feathers, a shallow comb, and is light pink in color, like a girl's lips. The feather tentacles are warm and plump, and the hair under the wings is as fine as down. Liu Changan remembered that in addition to ducks, there were also literati in ancient times who liked to raise hens.

There are many entertainment activities nowadays, but the ancients were more boring after all, and it is not surprising that they occasionally had perverted hobbies.

The pullets bought at the vegetable market were cheaper, and it didn't feel so distressing to throw them in the carriage. However, he still stopped Zhou Dongdong from trying to lead the pullets with a rope to play. The pullets were about to die, and people would die. Have a good rest beforehand.

Taking out the bottle from the carriage, the centipede was already lifeless. He squeezed it gently and could feel that the internal organs and muscles under the shell were already hard, so Liu Changan threw the little hen in again.

One pullet per day is not a small number.

He is so poor... Liu Changan did not sigh with emotion, he just saw the facts. Not to mention the life too far away, he had some savings more or less a hundred years ago.

Everything is external, except for the paintings, calligraphy and other things left with me. They are gifts from close friends over the past thousands of years, and they always have some special commemorative meaning.

During the war-torn years, considering his own plan, it was not easy to keep them, so he donated them all... For him, it was more important for these friends to pretend to remain in the world, and it didn't matter whether they belonged to him or not.

Not everyone sees everything as dust in the future like him. Those magnificent people probably always have a desire to amaze future generations in their hearts. Liu Changan will also take care of their wishes when it is convenient and let them do it in time. More moving waves are left on the long river.

As for the wealth and assets that can be easily circulated, it is natural to donate them to resist the invasion when the country is shattered. An old friend founded an industry and took a lot of silver dollar banknotes from Liu Changan and took them to Taiwan. Quite a number of people went there.

A few years ago, a tomb that he had hidden in the Han Dynasty was dug out. The cave was filled with brilliant gold, and Liu Changan had no way to go there and claim ownership... even though he wanted the seal engraved with his name that was unearthed. of.

"Xiao Liu, you buy chicken every day. You need to recuperate before the college entrance examination." Mrs. Liu came over.

"The cheongsam you are wearing today is so cute." Liu Changan praised, picked up the red string that tied the little hen, made a flower and hung it on Mrs. Liu's hair pin, "Black and red, elegant and majestic .”

"That's so naughty. You can get me a red flower now that I'm old." Mrs. Liu pulled off the red rope and threw it to him. She patted Liu Changan on the shoulder and said, "Do well in the exam and get into a good school." I’ll give you a basket of eggs.”

Liu Changan agreed eagerly.

Tomorrow is a holiday again. Liu Changan was thinking about whether to go to a second-hand bookstore to look for books tomorrow when he received a call from An Nuan.

After school in the afternoon, An Nuan stayed in the school to practice volleyball. Ma Benwei sneaked into the school and broadcast live the daily training of An Nuan and the girls' volleyball team of the attached middle school. No one paid attention to him. Later, the school's physical education teacher found out and kicked him out of the school.

Ma Benwei's Bentley was parked outside the school, and he was waiting for An Nuan while he was live broadcasting. The theme of the live broadcast was how to meet the Internet celebrity volleyball girl from the affiliated middle school. The live broadcast room became extremely popular for a while. As a passerby, An Nuan's figure, appearance and fame make people full of expectations and challenges. There are also some students from the attached middle school who are adding fuel to the fire in the live broadcast room.

After An Nuan left school, she ignored Ma Benwei's chat and took a taxi home. Who knew that Ma Benwei actually followed An Nuan outside An Nuan's community and continued to send messages to An Nuan inviting her to come out to meet... An Nuan didn't take a taxi when she took a taxi. She chose to hide her mobile phone number without thinking too much. After all, she rarely used online car-hailing, so the chance of encountering such a thing was not high.

"I'll come over here." Liu Changan said.

"No need... I just feel annoyed. I want to tell you not to come here and fight with others later! I won't allow you to fight."

Ma Benwei and Chen Changxiu are different. Chen Changxiu is a student after all. Fights within the attached middle school are always mediated and managed by the school and will not affect the college entrance examination that is just around the corner. However, social figures like Ma Benwei have difficulty controlling it. This is the truth for An Nuan. What I want to understand is that when encountering this kind of thing, An Nuan still likes to tell him and wants to know his reaction.

"It's all my fault for not walking to send you back."

"Humph, it's good that you know. I don't allow you to come anyway. I forgive you this time. If you come, I will continue to be angry, one hundred and fifty times!"

"knew."

"Don't deal with me! I've blocked his phone number. He can't keep it all the time. The college entrance examination will be held a few days after the Dragon Boat Festival, and there are only a few days left to go to school."

"Okay, I'll see you off after school from now on."

"Hehe, that's pretty much it. Have you eaten yet?"

"Nope."

"Then you go eat and I'll take a shower."

Liu Changan cooked the rice. He didn't buy rice today. He put extra potatoes and sweet potatoes in it and cooked it together. I picked up my mobile phone, searched for apps on several live broadcast platforms, and found Ma Benwei’s live broadcast room.

Ma Benwei is very popular and has a large number of live broadcast viewers, making him easy to find. Liu Changan usually does not like to watch live broadcasts, and he pays little attention to the anchor.

Loneliness is a normal state of life. It is for everyone, and it is also for Liu Changan. But for most people, they can participate in noisy activities to relax when they are lonely. Probably most people feel empty and lonely when they are lonely. , are all handled in this way, or watching the live broadcast is very interesting. However, for Liu Changan, the lonely moments in life are just the quietness of one's soul, not an unbearable negative emotion.

He silently watched Ma Benwei's live broadcast while walking towards the Orange Garden of Shonan University.

His steps were faster than usual today.