[Historical imagination + cute three-year-old baby + two-way live broadcast + bringing loyal souls home]
In 1937, on the scorched earth of Songhu, a three-and-a-half-year-old girl wearing a pink down jacket suddenly fell into the trenches of the remaining soldiers filled with gunpowder smoke and blood.
Su Nuannuan, a modern lost child, is clutching an ancestral copper lock that can connect dual time and space. She didn't understand what it meant to destroy a country and a family, but she only knew that by touching the locking plate, she could bring the styptic powder and antipyretics in her grandma's medicine box to her eyes, even if it cost her herself crazy nosebleeds and high fever and coma.
At the same time, in front of a tablet that cannot be closed in modern times, 1.4 Billion netizens are watching this young child feeding candy to wounded soldiers under artillery fire through a live broadcast across time and space with red eyes.
The irritable platoon leader of the remnant soldier exchanged half a piece of sorghum glutinous rice for saying "Dad", and the rational military doctor shattered his glasses to protect her. In order to save these uncles who were kind to her, Nuan Nuan desperately overdrafted herself to deliver supplies. When the martyrs' blackened cap badges turned into space-time anchors, national think tanks urgently intervened, and the entire network vowed to protect the cubs from a distance!
Individual power cannot reverse the tide of history, but when Nuan Nuan wrote down the bloody Pinyin roster with her young hands, one stroke at a time...
"Uncle, don't sleep. Nuannuan will take you back to the prosperous age to eat dumplings!" Can those unknown people who didn't even leave their numbers really go home with her?
