There is a morning breeze blowing into the open door with the chill of winter. President Chen looks at the open door and says to CAI, "if you don't mind, why don't you go to the kitchen and sit down while you are baking and chatting?"

I don't know if anyone has seen Mr. Cai come to the village. There are some famous long tongued women in the village. If they see him, they will say something.

The village is small. If any stranger comes in, everyone will inevitably ask a few questions. This is a typical village life. There is no bad heart. There is almost no secret when we get together.

"No, please lead the way." Chua chuckled and took the lead. He was very impressed with the principal Chen. He saw his familiar temperament and the military's powerful temperament in the other side.

As a veteran, I feel a lot closer to the drop-down.

Ye Jian's house is still an old house in the 1980s. Unlike the small red brick houses that are now being built in the village, they are all made of adobe and coated with white lime powder. Although they are old houses, they are clean, warm in winter and cool in summer.

The kitchen is used to make a fire. Usually, principal Chen also eats here. He starts the chopped wood and sets up an old-fashioned water bottle with a cocked mouth on it. Cai Bureau laughs when he sees it. "I haven't seen this kind of water bottle for a long time. I've seen it in the army before."

When talking about the army, President Chen, who was also a veteran of the army, laughed, "our village still has this kind of water, which is convenient and durable, and the boiled water is good to drink."

The topic then chats some relaxed, also did not have before meets that kind of mutual vigilance cold, unconsciously the firewood fire water opened, "wheezes wheezes wheezes" braved the white fog.

Mr. Chen put on his gloves, twisted the kettle and made a cup of tea again. When he handed it to Cai Ju, he sighed: "let's talk about Lao Cai and Ye Jian's mother."

Half an hour later, one is Lao Cai, the other is Lao Ge.

"Yejane's child is like her mother, but she looks more calm than her mother, and her whole temperament is more like a soldier." Cai bureau took a sip of the hot tea which had just been brewed. The tea was also made by himself, and the tea was fragrant between lips and teeth.

The burning firewood made a small crackling sound, and the light of the fire illuminated Cai Ju's face. It also showed a touch of melancholy on his face. "Although I only met Ye Jian once, I could see that the child had his own opinions, and was particularly calm in the event of an accident, and had a kind of courage to stand in the moment."

"Yes, the child is more assertive and stronger than her mother." Principal Chen nodded, and after more than half an hour's exchange, he could see that he had a good relationship with Ye Jian's mother and had a deep friendship with her.

Therefore, when he mentions Ye Jian, he has the tolerance and love of his elders just like he mentions his own children.

Cai Bureau recalled what he had been doing with his comrades in arms. He had both smiles and sorrows in his eyes. "With such an excellent child, Hongmei Jiuquan can rest assured. When she died, Ye Jian was only three years old. At a young age, she had no father or mother. Thanks to your support and care for her with the dead elder generation, otherwise she would be really abandoned by her uncle. "

When it comes to the last sentence, Cai Bureau's eyes are clearly marked with a fierce color.

"Ye wench is an understanding person. She knows who is not good to her and who is good to her. Her uncle doesn't do things in a proper way, but Ye Jian is a child who is domineering and can distinguish between the primary and the secondary. "

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