In the autumn of 2013, his business failed and his father, who was heavily in debt, suddenly disappeared. During his anxious search, Zhang Ang discovered that there was a mysterious time and space door hidden in the old warehouse at home, connecting to the Republic of China in 1913. And his father, in that turbulent era, was trapped in the quagmire of troubled times and was in urgent need of rescue.
From then on, the warehouse became a bridge across the world. He continuously sent modern material resources to the early Republic of China, providing a place for his father to settle down. My father, from the perspective of a hundred years ago, helped me clear up the fog of history and protect the stability of the present world.
A two-way journey between father and son that spans a hundred years, amidst the intertwining of guns and fireworks, using the warehouse as a matchmaker, and using flesh and blood as the tie, in the troubled times of the Republic of China, the most hard-core legend of helping the father is written!
Reader comments
What the hell are you writing about? The industry has modern aircraft design drawings and is so boastful. It lowers its status and inferiority.
No matter what, he fought with the little Japanese devils completely, and let the little Japanese devils run around.
What the hell are you writing about? The industry has modern aircraft design drawings and is so boastful. It lowers its status and inferiority. No matter what, he fought with the little Japanese devils completely, and let the little Japanese devils run around.