The joy of the middle-aged man’s eyebrows made Ye Jian’s smile at the corners of his mouth more gentle, "You sleep well, don’t worry."
"Then I'll sleep, I'll sleep now. Thank you, comrade. With you guarding, hey, the few of us feel at ease."
But he didn't think so alone, but everyone in the car thought so.
For the people of the motherland, soldiers are the greatest support, as long as they see a uniform, they feel cordial and at ease.
Ye Jian and the others are also happy to escort the folks who return home for the New Year in the carriage, and it is their responsibility to protect the personal safety of the folks.
Waiting for Ye Jian to sit down, the female student Ding Ling who was sitting with her whispered: "The common people have handed over the safety of their lives and property to us. I will go to bed first, and we will take turns on duty in the middle of the night."
"Okay." Ye Jian nodded lightly. She just didn't feel drowsy right now. When she was stimulated by the muddy air, her nose became more congested, and her temples were a little painful.
It seems... the cold is getting worse.
Ye Jian, who hasn't had a cold for several years, didn't know how to catch a cold. Her nose had been clogged for a few days, especially when she was sleeping, and she was so clogged that she needed to breathe with her mouth open.
Not only is my nose stuffy, my head is also a little dizzy, but I don't feel drowsy at all.
Seeing this, the male student sitting opposite Ye Jian said to Ye Jian through a short tea partition: "Yu Rong and Ding Ling sleep first. How about I and you on duty in the middle of the night?"
"You should rest, too. I'm not sleepy now. I just need to be on duty alone." Ye Jian smiled and glanced in the direction of the aisle again, with a much softer voice, "You have to be alert in the middle of the night."
Pickpockets are out in the middle of the night, especially during the period from 1:00 to 3:30 in the morning. The best time for pickpockets to make crimes, as well as pickpockets who climb up the car, must be on guard in the second half of the night.
"That's okay. The three of us will rest first, and the three of us will be on duty in the middle of the night. Others"
There was a brief vibration from the mobile phone in her trouser pocket, prompting a text message. Ye Jian moved and took out her mobile phone. When she saw the phone number, there was already a smile in her eyes.
It was Dad Fu who sent her a text message.
"Holiday? Back to Beijing? Missing my son very much."
Very short text messages, but every word reveals the tenderness of the father.
Ye Jian didn’t know that the corners of her mouth kept rising when she responded to text messages, but her smile was a little bit sad. She knew that Dad Fu and grandpa miss her very much, but they couldn’t leave things behind and return to Beijing to be filial. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been dilemma. Experience.
Slender fingers lingered over the buttons, and a guilt-filled text message arrived on Dad Fu's phone.
Dad Fu didn’t return to Beijing. He just came out of the laboratory that had been isolated from the world for seven months. The first thing to do was to charge the phone and call the old man to greet him. Then he tried to send a text message to himself. Daughters.
The reason why I tried to send a text message was because Dad Fu had been in the lab for too long and had forgotten the time, and thought that Ye Jian should still be in class at this time.
When Ye's brief letter arrived, Dad Fu immediately withdrew after reading it to check the date, patted his forehead and couldn't help laughing.
He, he has forgotten how many numbers are today.
In fact, Dad Fu is not alone. There are so many scientific researchers in the laboratory. In order to develop weapons independently, to overcome one difficulty after another, and to further improve the country’s combat power, Dad Fu, who has forgotten to sleep and eat, has nothing in his mind. The rest of the work is ignored.