The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

"But you are a special exception, so you can't treat everyone equally." Xia Jinyuan smiled brightly, his handsome brows were as bright as the moon in the sky, and if he continued, he completely rejected it. This topic has to be stopped. After thinking about it, the topic will come naturally Turning away, "When you really put on the military uniform, I will treat you equally."

Ye Jian also breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she was really afraid that he would say something else that would make her want to run away.

One is an astonishingly talented hunter, and the other is a cunning and wise fox. It is destined that this will be a contest of evenly matched opponents.

There was the sound of weeping coming from the tent. It was Dema's wife crying. She already knew that her husband had been killed.

Ye Jian's footsteps stopped, and she looked sadly at the tent where the crying sound came from. She remembered this kind of crying...my mother cried like this, it was after her father died unexpectedly, her mother cried with her arms around her.

Not long after, the gentle and beautiful mother in my memory no longer came back with a smile, but was covered by a national flag and returned to the village in a small jar.

At that time, although I had memories, I didn't know what sacrifice was at all.

After arriving at Ye Zhifan's house, Sun Dongqing dragged Ye Ying into the kitchen and beat him with a stick for stealing an egg from Ye Ying for the first time, only then did he realize that he had become an orphan without parents.

In her previous life, it was because she knew it too early that she was afraid too early, and she developed a cowardly character who dared not compete with Ye Yingduo.

"Don't underestimate the Tibetans. They are a brave people. If Dema is not here, his wife will take the family down." Her sadness made Xia Jinyuan raise his hand and gently rubbed her hair , "Everything will be fine. In the world, there is no hurdle that cannot be overcome."

"You can grit your teeth and come over, leave Ye Zhifan's family and live out your wonderful life. Dema's wife is a mother, and she will be strong for her own children."

Ye Jian nodded lightly, without speaking, and went back to Uncle Cizha's tent in silence.

The little fox was afraid that it was because of thinking about her life experience that she was so sad, Xia Jinyuan, who sent her to the tent and was going to deal with the follow-up matters in the team, changed his mind temporarily and chose to stay with her.

When she turned around, she didn't see Xia Jinyuan's downcast eyes, which made him sigh and feel distressed because of her sadness.

He glanced at the tent with swaying figures in front of him, and the herdsmen standing outside the tent. Xia Jinyuan pressed his headset and said to the team members who were cleaning up: "Ye Jian is injured, I will stay with her for a while now. You all follow up. Be nice, and after cleaning up, go to the rocky beach with the herdsmen and bring back Dema, who unfortunately died, to the village."

"If you need our help, we will do our best to help the Dema family."

G3 They are cleaning up the corpses of seven mercenaries. From the inventory to taking pictures and registering, they need to be careful and careful. Hearing this, they said in a low voice: "We will deal with the following matters. Take good care of Ye Jian."

After all, it is rare to meet such a girl who can stand side by side with male soldiers, not to mention, she is still a student now.

Ye Jian walked into the tent, no adults were there, only Yang Jin sat alone in front of the butter lamp, with an unsheathed waist knife on the table and a three-pronged gun beside it.

Seeing Ye Jian coming in, Yang Jin immediately got up to meet him and asked, "Are you okay, I'm worried about you." Soon, she saw the strange man who came in after her, and her steps stopped abruptly.

Parent meeting and symposium in the afternoon, I didn’t even take a nap at noon, and I didn’t come back until now, the update was late.