The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Chapter 4577: Joys and sorrows

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Yesterday, Dad Fu repeatedly asked, Ye Jian knew Dad Fu would definitely not stop here. As long as the insider didn’t say anything, Dad Fu couldn’t find out.

"Dad, thank you for your hard work, don't worry, I will be steady. I will definitely not cause trouble to you and uncle."

"It's not to cause trouble, but to worry about your dad thinking too much. You have to try to make your dad feel at ease, stop suspicious, understand?" Commander-in-chief Xia has always been helpless to his future daughter-in-law, so why bother to say What's the matter

The old man in the family said that the Fu family is like this.

It is totally impossible for them to be polite and polite.

Ye Jian responded one by one, intending to completely dispel Dad Fu's anxiety within a few days.

When I arrived in the southern province, I encountered a drizzle, and I didn't need to open an umbrella. I walked through the drizzle as thin as a cow's hair. The hair was slightly damp, and a layer of pale and white strings of small water beads formed.

Father Fu knelt down on the wet grass and gave the photo a serious look. Uncle Chen, who looked straight ahead sharply, knocked his head three times, with a little force, and his forehead was slightly reddish moistened with green grass.

"Brother, you left suddenly, brother, I only heard the bad news in the past few days, my brother accompanies my brother!" As he said, Dad Fu knocked his head again, and the corners of the kneeling Ye Jian's eyes turned red, and he knocked his head heavily. .

Yesterday, she was able to restrain herself in front of her mother's grave. Today, she could not restrain herself at the tomb of Uncle Chen's clothes. She walked into the gate of the sniper base, tears in her eyes.

Familiar people, familiar people, but her closest relatives are missing.

The road Uncle Chen walked is still there, the target that Uncle Chen shot is still there, the bench that Uncle Chen sat on while resting is still there, the dormitory where Uncle Chen stayed is still in its original state, and it is cleaned every day by comrades in the sniper base, like Chen Uncle will push the door in the next second.

Father Fu's eye sockets were also red. His old brother took care of his daughter too much, and he still had to thank him in a hurry, but when we met again, there was already a gap between Yin and Yang.

The two fathers and daughters have always been kneeling and chatting with Uncle Chen. Dad Fu talked about the recent military situation, the great success of the missile launched by the base some time ago, and some Western countries felt threatened by the success of the missile. We talked a lot, and all of them were topics before and after Chen Shu was alive.

When I arrived at Ye Jian, Ye Jian talked about her school matters, training matters, and the current national defense investigations there.

"Uncle Chen, don't worry, I did not investigate it myself after listening to your words. It was all in-depth investigations by the national defense side. National defense will not let go of your murderer."

The two father and daughter didn't know how long they had been kneeling, and how long they had said. When they got up, Dad Fu planted forward, but fortunately, Ye Jian quickly stabilized with his eyes and hands.

"Brother, Ye Jian and I will come to see you next time. This child is busy. I hope you can forgive her for not being able to see you from time to time. If there is any latest news from the national defense side, I will definitely come over and tell you if I learn. Hope you I can forgive our father and daughter for not being able to come over and chat with you for a long time."

"Uncle Chen, Jianer will visit you again next time. Goodbye, Uncle Chen."

In the drizzle, Ye Jian, who got up, knelt down and said goodbye again. The wind blew through her fine black hair. A few raindrops dripped down the hair roots on her face, and water dripped out of her eyes. Blended together, and finally slipped slowly along the cheeks.

The eyes of Uncle Chen in the photo still looked straight ahead sharply. He stared at the entire sniper base, as if he never left.