No one is so nervous that there is no need for Xia Jinyuan to say anything. Ye Jian, who is muttering to himself, started to sort out the winter uniforms of the cadets again, fearing that they would be rude in dressing.
Putting on her winter clothes, she has been tidying up in the hospital for a long time. The epaulettes, necktie, bow tie, and belt are all neatly tidied up. The clothes have been kept in the bag and have not been taken out to wear. She also asked the life care worker to borrow an iron. There is no wrinkle to the edges and corners of the clothes.
I checked it carefully, and now I am still rude for fear of wearing it.
Xia Jinyuan, who slowed down after entering the compound, smiled with thin lips and gave her a gentle glance. His slender fingers manipulated the steering wheel and turned to the left road. Place."
"Little fox, you are too nervous, relax, my dad is not so vicious, why are you nervous? You've already seen my dad again, and you're not considered an ugly wife to see your in-laws."
"My dad knows that you are not so happy to come here. The good news came so suddenly that he wondered if I deliberately teased him. He confirmed it to me before he believed it."
"You say you are nervous, maybe my dad is more nervous than you."
Ye Jian, who was so nervous that he was fidgeting, heard this sentence and was directly amused by him.
"Thank you for speaking out, how can the Commander-in-Chief be nervous!" After he was teased, Ye Jian felt that she was finally not panicked when the car drove into the compound just now. He patted his chest and continued to take deep breaths, "Don't be nervous. , Don’t be nervous, shrink your head with a knife, extend your head with a knife, just bite your teeth!"
When Xia Jinyuan drove his forehead twice, he was distracted when he drove, "...My house is not a dharma field, so I can't get rid of the sword. Doesn't I usually have psychological training? Why doesn't it work anymore?"
"The two concepts are completely different." Ye Jian glanced at him and continued to take a deep breath. "Those psychological training are either for combat or for prisoners. Can you compare with this?"
"How can you not compare, you are so nervous now that you are more afraid than carrying a gun on the battlefield, little fox, you have to be calm. Or, just imagine my dad as a heinous villain, and you are an undercover, mainly In order to gain the trust of the bad guys, so as to facilitate our army to penetrate into the interior, steal the enemy's situation, and achieve full combat victory."
Facing her nervousness, Major Xia held back a smile while thinking up bad ideas one by one, basically starting from slandering her old man, and wanting Ye Jian to relax.
Ye Jian understands the mode of getting along with the two fathers and sons of Commander-in-Chief Xia and Team Xia. You hurt me and I hurt you. As long as you seize the opportunity, you have to roll up your sleeves and do it!
The first time I met the commander-in-chief, he said that he often fought with the Xia team at that time... It seems to be true, there is no lie.
This mode of getting along may seem like a weak relationship. In fact, the relationship between father and son is quite close, and getting along with brothers is on the same level. It is a very relaxed mode of getting along.
Ye Jian was a little envious and said, "You have a deep relationship with the commander-in-chief's father and son."
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Facing the sudden compliment, the thick-skinned Major Xia was a little uncomfortable, "I and the old man used to fight often, and they looked uncomfortable with each other. The relationship between father and son you said was probably the result of a fight."
"But the children in our compound are similar, like Han Zheng, who used to plan with me whether to steal my family's gun and make them go in a hurry."