The old lady, who knew that the wind had fallen, did not speak any more. She slowly sat on the sofa as she watched Ye Zhifan leave the room. After a long time, she sneered at the corner of her mouth, "Very well, indeed she has some skills. Yaozu’s matter has to be solved by him."
The confrontation between the two mothers and sons all fell into the ears of the people under Hou Zi, and the eavesdropped words were recorded on tapes, and they came to Hou Zi's hands that night.
Hou Zi is not interested in what secrets the family has, but with this cassette, there is an excuse to call Xia Yiwei.
What happened outside has no effect on Ye Jian in the school. After four days have passed, the gauze on his arm can finally be thrown aside. By next Friday, the stray abrasion is completely healed, leaving only one with 5.5. mm bullet caliber scars.
Ye Jian looked at the wound that she could see when she raised her hand, and thought of the fine scars on Xia Jinyuan's shoulders, arms, and chest. This time she was fine, and her body was another scar representing "Glory".
The first is that the area on the back waist is a bit large, and once took a bath, the scars that scared An Jiaxin, and the wounds left by fighting with mercenaries in the no-man's land.
Two weeks have passed since the military training, and the sophomores and thirds of high school students gradually stepped out of the impact of military training. Only occasionally would they mention a sentence or two about military training.
By October 20th, the weather was cold enough to wear two clothes. Ye Jian's clothes were quite simple, except for school uniforms... or school uniforms.
She doesn't have much money to buy clothes. Two sets of school uniforms are in school, and two sets of camouflage are worn during training, just right!
After class on Friday, Yang Heng carried a schoolbag on one shoulder and put his hands in the pockets of his school uniform. The handsome and clean boys stood like sunshine.
Yao Jing walked with Wang Dandan and Le Mei, and they saw Yang Heng standing in front of the school while talking and laughing. Among the large group of students, the most dazzling one was the tall and thin Yang Heng. He could be seen at a glance. .
"He's not waiting for me. You two will go home first. I saw Yang Heng." Yao Jing, who was walking in the middle, let go of the hands of the two friends, jumped and took a step forward, pointing to the school gate. The figure smiled and said, "Yang Heng is waiting for me in front. I'll go look for him first."
After Ye Ying left, Yao Jing didn't hide her thoughts too much. In the laughter of her friends, Yao Jing almost jumped over.
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Yang Heng, who was standing at the gate of the school, disappeared. In other words, he was not waiting for Yao Jing at all, but she was wishful thinking.
Yang Heng was waiting for Ye Jian. All the classmates got on the bus, so it was almost like Ye Jian who left school a while later than them.
"I'm really worried that you won't be able to come, now I receive you, I can rest assured." After receiving the person, Yang Heng laughed loudly, even with a much brisk footsteps, "There are a few darts in the car than me. I'm more nervous, and I'm even more afraid that you won't be able to come temporarily."
The younger brothers and sisters in the first grade of high school said that Ye Jian is a busy person, and sometimes they can't find her if they want to find her.
Ye Jian curled her mouth slightly, and there was a quiet smile in Ye Li's face, "No, I will not change my mind easily about what I promised, unless something really happens."
"Have fun tonight. The birthday banquet will be in the hotel my aunt opened. Then it will be enough to sleep in the hotel. I will arrange a separate room for you."