Although Ye Jian knew that it was a special case to enter and leave the army, he didn't know what Old Uncle Gen did for her. Liu Tuan spoke slowly, and she listened quietly.
"Then the old uncle handed over a small photo that you didn't know when he took it, and said to me: Just this baby girl, her mother is a martyr, and her father died young. She is fostered in her uncle's house and is not very popular. Thirteen or fourteen years old, thin and weak, looking a few years younger than the actual age. At that time, I also joked that it may be a little malnourished, and it will be fine for a while."
"The old uncle wanted to train you, and said; you are a poor, but you are indeed a good seedling, otherwise, I will not mention this. You see, it will not happen. If it succeeds, I will let her come over in a few days. "
"When it comes to this, how can I refuse? The old uncle dedicated his life to the army, and the above specifically instructed that as long as the old uncle makes a request, even if it is unreasonable, he must agree."
Speaking of Old Uncle Gen, Liu Tuan's haggard face had a little smile, "At that time, Old Uncle mentioned it. Isn't it an unreasonable request? I didn't dare to immediately agree, only that I still need to ask questions."
"I took the photo and took a look. At that time, I didn't recognize it immediately. I first applied and went to the province. Later, Xia Jinyuan, who was delegating the grassroots company, also mentioned you to me and said that he could try to train him. I talked to Lao Yan afterwards. From the face of Uncle Gen and Xia Jinyuan, he called Shengli again to remind him. Shengli still had some hesitation. I said that there is no problem on my side, and the approval has only come down."
"When I got the pass, Uncle Gen gave me the photos you took in the last few days again, and I was shocked by the cold black eyes of the girl in the photo, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back."
"Ye girl, you have a murderous look in your eyes in that photo. It's this murderous look that suddenly reminded me of your mother. Then look at your facial features, the more you look at it, the more you look at it, the more you feel that you are very much. Like a spy I once killed myself."
Speaking of this, Liu Tuan smiled bitterly on his face.
At that moment, he was shocked, but after a decade or so, he couldn't hold it. He was shocked and didn't say much. He wanted to check it out before making a decision.
He did not immediately ask Uncle Gen, but took advantage of his trip to Southern Province to visit the Southern Province Martyrs Cemetery.
There, he saw a black-and-white photo. The female soldier in the photo was wearing an old-fashioned military cap, with the corners of her mouth slightly bent, revealing the small dimples on the left and right sides, bright eyes and white teeth, very beautiful.
Except for the look in the eyes, the facial features of the girl in the red-bottom photo he was holding were extremely similar to the female soldier in the black-and-white photo. At that time, he knew who the little granddaughter was the daughter of Uncle Gen.
The daughter of the martyr Sun Xueqing, the daughter of a spy who was secretly dealt with by him.
Ye Jian closed her eyes lightly, and her voice interrupted Liu Tuan's answer slightly, "In other words, the daughter you know who I am knew when she applied for the pass, but why... You didn't tell me what."
Why conceal it
If they say it early, they don't need to make so many detours, and it takes so long to find out who is behind the scenes.
Hearing this, Liu Tuan’s pain and regrets deepened, “I want to say that after confirmation, I once wanted to call the army back to tell Old Uncle Gen, and finally endured it again. Because at that time, your mother was not in my heart. A "martyr", but a "spy", is not as guilty as a child. I think if you are really a good seedling, I shouldn't wear colored glasses because of your mother."