A morning breeze blows in from the open door, bringing the chill into winter. The solemn principal Chen glanced at the open door of the hall, and said to Cai Ju: "If you don't mind, go to the kitchen room and sit and talk. ,how?"
I don't know if this Mr. Cai came to the village to see anyone. There are a few famous women with long tongues in the village. If they see them, I am afraid they will say something.
The village is small, and everyone will inevitably ask if any strangers come in. This is a typical village life. There is nothing bad about it. There are almost no secrets when gathering together with the east and the west.
"Don't mind, please lead the way." Cai Ju smiled and got up first. He had a good impression of the principal Chen. He saw his familiar temperament in him, the mighty temperament of a soldier.
As a veteran, I feel that the distance is much closer.
Ye Jian’s house is still an old house in the 1980s, unlike the small red brick buildings that are now being built in the village. They are all adobe and coated with white lime powder. Although they are old houses, they are clean, warm in winter and cool in summer. .
The stove is used to burn fires. Principal Chen also eats here at ordinary times. He burns the chopped wood and puts an old-fashioned firewood kettle on it. Cai Ju smiled at first sight: "I haven't seen this for a long time. The kettle is gone, I have seen it in the army before."
Talking about the army, Principal Chen, who is also a veteran, also laughed, "Our village is still like this now, it is convenient and durable, and the water is delicious."
The conversation was a little relaxed, and there was no such coldness as when we met before. The water from the firewood boiled unknowingly, and the white mist was "pumping puffing".
Principal Chen put on his gloves and twisted the handle of the kettle, which was blackened by Chai's smoke, to make another cup of tea. When he handed it to Cai Ju, he sighed, "Lao Cai, you can talk about the matter of Ye Jian's mother."
Half an hour later, one was called Lao Cai and the other was called Brother.
"Ye Jian's child looks like her mother, but he looks more calm than her mother, and his overall temperament is more like a soldier." Cai Ju took a sip of the hot tea he had just brewed. The tea was made by himself, tea between lips and teeth. Fragrance overflows.
The burning firewood made a fine crackling sound, and the light of the fire illuminated Cai Ju’s face, as well as a trace of melancholy on his face. “Although I only met Ye Jian once, I can see that this child is very unique. He was very calm when something happened, and he had the courage to act decisively."
"Yeah, this child is more assertive and stronger than her mother." Principal Chen nodded, and after more than half an hour of communication, he could see that he had a good relationship with Ye Jian's mother and had a very deep friendship. .
Therefore, when he mentioned Ye Jian, it was like mentioning his own child, with the tolerance and love of the elders.
Cai Ju recalled the things he had spent with his comrades in the past, with smiles and sadness in his eyes, "With such an excellent child, Hongmei Jiuquan can rest assured. Ye Jian was only three years old when she sacrificed. Father and no mother, thanks to you and the old predecessor who passed away for supporting her and taking care of her, otherwise this girl would really be taken care of by her uncle."
Speaking of the last sentence, Cai Ju's eyes clearly struck a hostile look.
"Ye Yatou is a sensible person. She knows who treats her badly and who treats her well. Her uncle is not authentic, but Ye Jian is domineering and can tell the priority."