After rebirth from the second year of rebirth to the freshman year, Ye Jian, who was making dumplings, had the final say in his heart, and found that he didn't seem to spend the New Year in the army, either on the way to training, or on the way to training.
Seeing less than 100 recruits and veterans from the sniper base gathered in the cafeteria to make dumplings, these impetuous hearts in Japan gradually became calm. The familiar colors and familiar temperament are her special liking in this life.
"You are all leisurely ordering the dumplings. Although there is still room for this stomach squeeze, if you make one hundred each, you will have to make more than a thousand dumplings tonight, and you will not be able to finish it. I really want to go back to the dormitory." In the middle-aged man, a half-centre middle-aged man in the middle joked, moving his fingers neatly, and with a single sentence, he made a perfect shape, which looked like a dumpling made by the master.
The middle-aged man's surname is Deng, the rank of captain, and the rank of company. He is the company commander of the sniper base.
The native soldiers laughed loudly, and some people replied, "I'm not afraid to eat, eat a few and run three kilometers, and 100 dumplings are not a problem!"
"This is a good idea! Comrades in arms, do you think it is good?"
Collective opposition, laughter and joy, full of joy.
Ye Jian didn't have much contact with Company Commander Deng. Firstly, she came here for a short time. Secondly, when she was there, Company Commander Deng went out on business and only came back yesterday. Today, she returned to the sniper base or Principal Chen introduced, and only then spoke a few words with Company Commander Deng.
Company Commander Deng from the northeast is a well-known Chinese New Year nail householder in the entire sniper base. Eight of his troops have not returned home during the Spring Festival, and nine years have passed since this year.
Originally planning to go home this year to visit his wife and children, the father of an instructor who was supposed to stay on duty during the Spring Festival was seriously ill. Company Commander Deng didn't say anything else that he was on duty, and asked the instructor to return to his hometown to visit relatives early this morning.
Principal Chen looked at Company Commander Deng, who was talking and laughing with the soldiers, and said to Ye Jian: "Tickets are bought early, and the night before the business trip, he told me that I can finally go home this year to see my family and see my daughter whom I haven’t seen for a long time. He also told me that the old father at home, the old mother knew that he was going back, and she was so happy that she shed tears."
"I came back yesterday and found out that the father of an instructor was seriously ill. He gave his train ticket to his comrades apart from anything else. He is also a man of true temperament, Ye Yatou, the most indispensable thing in our army is true temperament."
I thought it was purely talking about Company Captain Deng. When Ye Jian heard the last sentence, he immediately understood that President Chen had a good intentions. He borrowed things to preach, fearing that she would be blindly impulsive again.
"Cai Ju... Did you tell you something?" Ye Jian put down the weirdly-shaped dumpling in his hand and picked up another dumpling wrapper as he looked down. He didn't look up at Principal Chen, but she saw slender and thick. Eyelashes trembled slightly, "Can you tell me?"
Principal Chen felt that Ye Jian was good at everything, but there was only one thing that was not so good... She was too heavy on her mind.
He sighed softly and persuaded: "Girl, I now suspect that my old uncle and I taught you so strong,... Is it too much, so that you want to solve everything by yourself, and you also like to secretly Solve it, even Uncle Chen, I don’t know what you did in private."
If it weren't for Cai Ju's call this time, how would he know that she was out to avenge her when she left the base.
For seven days, for seven days, I didn't see anything wrong with Ye Yatou!
Pursing her mouth, Ye Jian, who was a bit stubborn, squeezed the dumpling wrapper. With her eyes drooping, she squeezed and replied softly, "You need to calm down, and I don't want you to worry about it, so I didn't tell you."