My name is An Sheng
I was forced to dress up as the famous "vase" of the Republic of China, and everyone was waiting to see my jokes.
I took out my mechanical engineer's license with my backhand, and the endangered factory came back to life in my hands, creating weapons that the big guys from all over the world grabbed.
In troubled times, I reunited with another time traveler. He took charge of the military and smoothed the thorny road ahead for me.
As artillery fire approached, he covered me and thousands of workers, leading the core of the factory across most of China.
They call it an escape, but I call it an expedition to industrial fire.
By joining forces, one of him and I controls the technical core, and the other controls the levers of power.
When the enemy's iron hoof troops came to the city, he protected me behind him. He said that if he couldn't live together year after year, at least he wanted me to be safe for him.
Is this hand in hand across time and space a destined sacrifice or a miracle of civilizational transition?
——It wasn't until we returned to modern times and saw the completely rewritten and prosperous hometown that we had the final answer.
Many years later, the enemy country surrendered, and I held hands with him in the new-born peace.
Only then did we realize that what we had ignited was not only the rear production line, but also the dawn of a national industrial renaissance.
Intention: modern people's wisdom, family and country feelings