It's good that Jian Yi is a good person, sometimes if you don't say it, he won't ask too much.

It's like meeting Ding Sicheng, he clearly saw that something was wrong in her eyes, but he didn't ask in detail or delve into it.

However, it's not so much that he's nosy, it's better that he knows everything and just doesn't bother to expose it.

According to Hua Ting's observation in the past few days, Ding Si did not do any more activities related to the collection of rules, but made transactions with Bai Qihong calmly and continued to be his little detective.

But Hua Ting has been experiencing frequent insomnia in recent days, and it is difficult to sleep, she watched Bai Qihong, Ding Sicheng and Jian Maosheng secretly collude with each other to smuggle opium, but she can't do anything, several times she deliberately passed by the theater and met the inspector, but the words that just came to her mouth were swallowed back because of Ding Yaoyi's face that suddenly popped out of her mind.

She always comforts herself, wait a minute, Ding Sicheng will take the initiative to sue her one day, he is Ding Yaoyi.

Hua Ting has been in old Shanghai for more than three months, not only has she not found her grandfather, but she also has no clue about how to go back.

Although it was a shame for her to recognize Bai Qihong as her father, at this moment she was wearing an expensive woolen blazer that Madame Bai bought with the Bai family's silver, and she was also sitting in the box of the most famous Juxintang teahouse in Shanghai to eat.

Hua Ting looks so absent-minded with every bite of the dish, and even the garlic radish that he likes to pick on weekdays doesn't mind putting it in his mouth.

These **** are thinking all the time, since she is allowed to travel to such an era, and she is not allowed to find her grandfather, and there is no God-given mission that she must complete, then what is the point of her crossing? Just to let her see this legendary drunken Shanghai Tang?

Then she has seen enough, she thinks that she doesn't have the ability to bring down Bai Qihong, and she can't bring the bullies and villains of the entire Shanghai to justice, even if she has a set of extremely accurate marksmanship, it is impossible to become a figure with enough influence on the country and even the whole nation, let alone change history, rather than letting her watch the Chinese compatriots and the Japanese doing some dirty things that insult the country's name under her nose, but she can't do anything, it is better to let her return to her era as much as possible.

Out of sight is pure, at least it can make her heart feel better.

"Why is Sister Hua depressed lately?"

Hua Ting listlessly flicked the mushroom dish in front of her with chopsticks a few times, "You don't understand," raised her eyelids and glanced at him, the hippie smile was not serious, she put down her chopsticks, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

I don't know which tendon Jian Yi is wrong, so I just pulled her to Juxintang Teahouse to eat today, but she felt that the taste of this teahouse was not much different from the small restaurants nearby, but the price was three or four times more expensive.

Passing by the private room next door, I heard two familiar voices.

Bai Qihong?

She stopped.

Looking through this hollow lattice wooden window, you can vaguely see several Japanese officials in dark green military uniforms, although they are sitting with their backs to her, but from the broken Mandarin, it can be heard that several of them are undoubtedly Japanese. And next to Bai Qihong sat Ding Sicheng and Jian Maosheng, who seemed to be having an eager discussion around the topic of "opium".

Hua Ting was unable to complain, and was about to leave, but Ding Sicheng, who was in the seat, suddenly stood up.

Of course, he didn't find the flower outside the door, but picked up the wine glass and patted Bai Qihong's fart. "Today's 18th, if I'm not mistaken, the 18th happens to be Mr. Bai's birthday, and I would like to give Mr. Bai a glass first!"

Number 18? Bai Qihong's birthday?

When several Japanese officials heard that it was Bai Qihong's birthday, they also raised their glasses to salute him.

September 18th!?

Flower Ting's head exploded with a "bang".

September 18, 1931?

She was suddenly out of breath!

September 18, 1931, is today!

On this historic day, some people ate and danced in an expensive western restaurant, some people were sick and hungry because of poverty, and some people like her were sitting in the most famous Juxintang teahouse in Shanghai even if they were in a bad mood...... But no one would have imagined that the night of September 18, 1931 would become a night to be remembered forever, which opened a painful page in China's modern history of aggression and ignited the fuse for the Chinese to rise up and fight.

Hua Ting pushed open the heavy carved wooden door in front of her, and Jian Yizheng looked at her in surprise with chopsticks.

"So fast on the bathroom?"

"Do you know what day it is? Jane! Are we still happily sitting here for dinner? Something suddenly occurred to her, and she reached into his suit pocket and fumbled for the golden pocket watch, "What time is it?" ”

"In the inside pocket." Jane also reminded.

Hua Ting rudely pulled out his pocket watch from the inside pocket of his suit and looked at the time. "8 o'clock ......"

"What's wrong? What is the day of the heavy dà today? Jian Yi hadn't figured out the situation yet, and was stunned by Hua Ting's sudden move.

She remembers that the 918 incident recorded in her high school history textbook occurred at about 22:20 p.m. on September 18, 1931......

"8 o'clock ......"

"What's wrong with 8 o'clock?"

Hua Ting's originally white face was lost at this moment. "Two hours to go......," the endless frustration came from within, "even if I knew beforehand," the lip line fluttered slightly with the flustered heart, "what can I do?" ”

"Sister Hua, what are you talking about?"

With this ability, what can you do for the country in such a turbulent era?

"What the hell is going on?" Jane also looked flustered.

She seems to have been sucked away of all her youthful vitality in a few minutes, and even her eyes are rolling slowly and sluggishly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Hua Ting kept a calm face and did not speak.

"Sister Hua, don't scare me."

……

"Sister Flower?"

"I want to go back."

"Go back? Go home? ”

"Back in my own time."

There was a deep sigh in his tone.

Her appearance reminded him of what she said to him that night on the boulevard outside the Bai Family Mansion.

She has said the word "era" more than once, what kind of era is her era?

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Hua Ting laughed self-deprecatingly twice: "What's the use of telling you, you won't understand when you tell you." ”

"Sister Hua said to hear it." Jian also put down her chopsticks, and her expression became unexpectedly solemn.

In fact, it is not difficult to judge after getting along these days, Jian Yi's heart is not bad, she guesses, it may be because of Jian Maosheng, who is a son, also has to help the Japanese, after all, in such an era, it is reasonable to lose his mind or lack the correct judgment of some things, as long as he is willing to turn back, it is still too late.

"Jian Yi, this is the second time I seriously warn you, don't do anything for the Japanese anymore."

There was a hint of heaviness on the bright face that didn't match her age.

Jian Yi only raised her eyebrows and didn't speak.

"Since ancient times, traitors have not ended well, and besides, I told you that sooner or later, the Japanese will be defeated one day."

As she said this, Jane stood up vigilantly and motioned for her to be quieter. "There are a lot of Japanese people here." And there was still a window that didn't close.

"Do you know what history looks like today?" Thinking of the chatter and laughter of the group of people in the private room next door, Hua Ting's eyes burst out with a fierce light.

"Today?"

"There are still two hours left, and the Japanese are in Shen...... Fengtian, which was later Shenyang, deliberately created and launched a war of aggression against China, your father Jian Maosheng was still eating and chatting with the Japanese in the private room next door, and what is even more ridiculous is that today is Bai Qihong's birthday! ”

When I was in history class before, I didn't see myself so excited and even red-eyed as I am now.

Jian was not very surprised that Jian Maosheng was eating in the private room next door, but the first sentence that Hua heard ...... "Fengtian?" Deliberately made? War of aggression against China? Can Sister Hua be specific? ”

"There are still two hours, that is, around ten o'clock, the railway garrison of the Japanese Kwantung Army blew up Shenyang, that is, the Fengtian Wicker Hunan-Manchurian Railway, and planted the blame on the squadron, and used this as an excuse to bombard the Shenyang Beidaying," Hua Ting sank in his tone in the eyes that gradually ignited on the other side, "This is the 918 incident recorded by history!" ”

"Sister Hua," Jane didn't laugh at the time, "do you know what would happen if these words were heard by others?" ”

"How? Arrest me? ”

"Who told you just now?" Jian Yi's brows furrowed slowly, and the doubts in his eyes slowly covered his entire eyeballs like a thick fog, "Blow up the Fengtian Wicker Hunan-Manchurian Railway?" Do you know what you're talking about? ”

"I think you know what I mean."

Jian also opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and did not speak.

"I already reminded you last time that the Japanese will eventually lose, and you will never look back at yourself."

The laughter in the private room next door was a little louder, especially Bai Qihong's.

Hua Ting is familiar with his voice, and he must have negotiated another business with the Japanese.

And this business must be related to opium.

Jane also put the water cup on the table and gently rested it, "Where did you hear these words?" He slowly leaned back to the hollowed-out carved wooden chair behind him, his eyes slightly closed, and he watched her for a long time without speaking.

The girl in front of her has a pair of crystal eyes, clear and clear with a heroic spirit, she is different from the entire Shanghai women.

It's so different!

"Jian Yi, stop doing things for the Japanese." She repeated it earnestly.

As the laughter in the private room next door fell, Hua Ting suddenly remembered the warehouse that Bai Qihong had just renovated at the Sixteen Shop Wharf.

It's not that she can't do anything, what can she actually do......

"Flower Sister ......"

"I'll go to the bathroom."