In a hurry to ask the military band and the flag-raising bench to continue rehearsing, Han Xuan sent Mr. An Wenbin away, had a leisurely breakfast and then read the newspaper.

Almost all newspaper headlines today are about returning, and the Ta Kung Pao also describes in detail the whole story of the naval confrontation two days ago.

This return seemed calm, but in fact it was in secret. In addition to the army artillery department in the mainland, there was also a lot of noise on the sea.

Britain is an island country, and the most proud thing is its naval power. This time, it will be returned to Xiangjiang under the gaze of the whole world. I will definitely be dissatisfied and I want to cause something before leaving.

Two days ago, a mixed formation of thirty-four frigates and comprehensive supply ships was sent to provide friendly visits to some Asian countries.

It is false to say that friendly visits are false, and to transfer the navy to Southeast Asia to demonstrate its force is true. China's naval forces are now almost all gathered in the southeast region and also conduct naval military exercises.

On the day of the 26th, a British naval warship suddenly broke into more than 30 nautical miles from the Huaxia Military Port. The Chinese "Yibin" missile frigate immediately drove away and chased. It was the Yibin that year. It was the first time that the five-star red flag was planted on the islands and reefs of the Nansha Islands and declared sovereignty.

The British ship said that it was sailing in the high seas and had no intention of leaving. He suddenly turned around halfway through the chase. The two ships were only about 100 meters away from each other, and they almost collided.

The description of "Ta Kung Pao" is plain and simple. Han Xuan knew more than the content in the newspaper. He felt bored and put down the newspaper, brought a cup of coffee to the balcony, and admired the scenery of Repulse Bay in front of him.

When I saw some British rice flags in front of the doors of some houses, I had a smile on my eyes.

After tonight, they are about to descend.

In the first Opium War, Britain relied on its fleet guns and cannons to knock on the Qing Dynasty's door of the country, and was forced to sign a series of humiliating treaties.

It is not more than a hundred years ago that British warships came again. The motherland has the ability to counterattack. I expected that those warships were just scaring and did not dare to start a real war.

As both nuclear deterrent powers, no one dares to act rashly. The Dongfeng 41 and 31 intercontinental missiles that served in China a few years ago can already send nuclear warheads to the British mainland. At most, the two sides just quarreled and bent their arms to show their muscles.

Mr. Deng rarely said war to go to Xiangjiang without leaving the enemy. The issue of sovereignty cannot be discussed. Unfortunately, he failed to survive until the day of his return and died at the beginning of the year.

Secretary Shen Yutong, holding a white square flat box, came behind Han Xuan and said, "Boss, your customized clothes are shipped from the United States. Do you want to try it?"

Han Xuan turned around and put down the cup, raised his arms and opened the lid.

There is a black erry suit inside. The brand was reborn after being acquired by his grandmother. With many new styles of clothing, it broke the old style that had not changed for decades and became increasingly younger.

The cuffs of the suit have Burberry classic stripes, and the black stripes are not abrupt, but you can tell at a glance that it is a burberry.

“Put it in the room, I’ll try it later.

I have to wear formal clothes in the afternoon and go to see the flag-lowering ceremony of the Governor's Office. You can imagine that the face of Governor Patten will definitely be very exciting."

Shen Yutong knew that the reason why the boss had been staying in Xiangjiang recently was to see the handover ceremony with her own eyes. She wondered why an American was so enthusiastic about China's affairs, so she asked him in confusion.

Han Xuan replied: "What's hard to understand.

Back then, my fathers couldn't live a life because of the turmoil caused by these colonists, so they left their hometown to work as a coolie in the United States. My grandfather often talked to me about this.

We overseas Chinese all come from the same place, so we are so united and hope that our motherland can be better.

Although it is difficult to help in many things out of various concerns, the ones who may help should help, and the old men at home must never forget their roots.

Back then, our ancestors were not committed to their strength and threw away more than a thousand square kilometers of land, and countless people beat their chests and stamped their feet.

Guan Tianpei was in his sixties and killed the enemy with his sword and prevented them from invading the territory. Chen Huacheng, the first-rank Fujian master, was able to escape, but shouted that he was ordered to defend the thief. He would advance but not retreat. He would serve the country with death and personally go to the battlefield to kill the enemy.

There are countless such heroes, all of whom died because of defending their territory. Now that they have recovered their lost land, they can rest in peace.

What's wrong with our Chinese land? Although it's only a little bit big, it's comfortable to get it back. I heard that people celebrate today like the Chinese New Year in Los Angeles.

How about it? To help you go to Baodao to be the president, and you can take back Baodao too?"

Shen Yutong was silent for a while, silently raised her middle finger to Han Xuan, and said, "We are not lost, but Chinese.

I heard that I might have to fight two years ago, so I was scared to death. In fact, I don’t care about one country or two countries, as long as I can be peaceful.”

...

The old man is here.

He was particularly happy today, with a white hand towel in his chest pocket in his suit, and he couldn't wait to wait until the night came.

We went to have a meal together at noon and met our old friends in the afternoon. We arrived at the gate of the Hong Kong Governor's Office until in the evening, we took a bus to watch the show.

The two fat men, Winnie and Barry, sat side by side in the back of the Ford pickup truck, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

Obama really turned black.

The newly grown hair is blue and black, just like a blue cat, mixed with the previous white hair, and looks dirty.

Han Xuan finally understood the reason for the abnormality. The veterinarian did not find any physical problems when he checked. He made a bold guess: The white tiger mutated again!

The white tiger is sparse and can be bought at the zoo for a little money, but the direction of its mutation this time is unusual. It is likely that it is the "blue and black tiger" recorded in countless documents in history, but few people have witnessed it with their own eyes.

It's like a tiger walking out of an ink painting, with its hair composed of blue and black, black stripes and white.

Han Xuan is looking forward to it, but Obama doesn't like it. He often takes a shower recently and wants to wash off the black ones. He thinks he is not beautiful anymore. He is frowning all day long and sighs.

After coming out of the tunnel, I came to Yalibi Road halfway up the mountain in Central. There were crowds of people on the roadside, waiting for the upcoming flag-lowering ceremony.

Since its completion in 1851, the British rice flag has been flying in the Governor's Office for more than 140 years. Today means the end of an era.

The vendors also came to join in the fun. There were many people buying food. Anya went to buy fish and eggs, happily took them to eat, and even fed them to Han Xuan.

Not long after, a car with the British crown emblem drove out, and the old blonde man walked out of it. He was the Governor Patten (to be continued...)
Chapter completed!