The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Until two months after the start of school, Ye Jian tore up the notice to suspend school, and the matter had not calmed down.

Ye Zhifan, who has always been cautious, after two months of inquiring, confirmed that Ye Jian's name was not found in any middle school in the city, nor in any middle school in the province, so he asked his relationship to check again, not at ease. When Ye Jian's household registration was still in Fujun Town, he was really relieved.

Ye Jian didn't repeat her studies, nor did she enter any high school,...it seemed as if she had disappeared.

In October, Principal Chen of Fujun Town resigned due to health reasons, and the post of principal of the middle school was handed over to another veteran who could continue to guard the underground oil depot.

In October of the same year, the old revolutionary uncle who had lived in Shuikou Village for more than 20 years said that he was going to look for relatives who stayed in Sichuan Province, and left Shuikou Village with the village head Zhang Defu seeing him off.

The figures of Ye Jian, Uncle Gen, and Principal Chen faded out of Shuikou Village and Fujun Town.

Even the people in the army don't know where the three generations have gone, they only know...they go wherever they are struggling.

The heavy snow was already falling heavily, turning the entire Anyang City into a world covered in silver makeup overnight.

The winter of 1996 has come, and Anyang City in the southern province ushered in the first snow in winter.

The children were playing snowball fights happily in the snow, and the children's laughter added the most vivid colors to the whole city.

Drivers, cyclists, and walkers are all cautious for fear of accidents. Only a jeep suddenly appeared from the intersection, accelerated again, rolled up bursts of snow and fog, and disappeared at the corner of the road in the blink of an eye.

The driver had a slight smile in his deep black eyes, and his elegant and handsome face also had a smile like the spring breeze in March, and he drove the car steadily to the gate of No. 1 Middle School.

"Hi, I'm looking for Ye Jian, Ye Jian from Class 1." The tall and tall man in a military overcoat put his arms casually on the edge of the sentry window, and when he took off his gloves, he revealed his slender, pianist-like hands. With his hand, he picked up the ballpoint pen used for registration, and wrote his name stroke by stroke. He looked at the guard with a smile and said, "Ye Jian, Class 1."

The gatekeeper was a security guard in his thirties. Hearing this, he glanced at the young man wearing a military overcoat with a military uniform underneath. When his eyes fell on the other party's military cap, his eyes flickered slightly.

Xia Jinyuan put down the ballpoint pen, and he could see something strange from the other person's expression, Ru Mu Chunfeng's low voice had a trace of solemnity, "Why, what happened to her?"

"Comrade soldier, this Ye Jian..." The guard opened his mouth in some embarrassment, and after thinking about it, he said in a low voice, afraid that others would overhear: "She didn't come to our school."

"Why don't you go outside and inquire about it at the canteen in front. I'll be the security guard. There are some things I can't say. If you ask others, they will know."

Didn't come to school? Xia Jinyuan clenched his hands, said "thank you" and strode away, started the car, and stopped at the entrance of a small shop on the side of the road in the blink of an eye.

He parked the car and bought a pack of chewing gum, and held it in his hand without eating it. Looking at the boss who was sitting bored and warming himself by the fire, Xia Jinyuan pointed to the stove and said with a smile, "Brother, I'll come to your store to get warm. Wait for someone."

Wearing a military uniform, he took off his military cap, put it flat in his palm naturally, and then buttoned it to the side of his waist, his movements were indescribably majestic and masculine.

The owner of the store who saw it was already laughing: "Do whatever you want, do you want some hot tea? I'll make you a cup."

With one action, a military uniform won the favor of the shop owner.