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Chapter 23

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The village chief, Zhang Defu, was having dinner when he saw Uncle Gen. His heart sank as he ran out to greet him personally. "Uncle, you could have just sent me a letter if you needed anything. Thank you for coming here personally."

"I want to tell you about Jian Yiling." Uncle Gen walked into the yard with his hands clasped behind his back. At seventy years old, he had carried cannons and walked out from piles of corpses. Even though he was old, he couldn't change the military prestige that was deeply rooted in his bones.

The villagers didn't know what military prestige meant, but they were all in awe of Uncle Gen.

Zhang Defu invited Old Man Gen into the house and asked his wife to leave first. He sighed and said, "Little Jian, I'm afraid you've suffered a lot of grievances that we don't even know about."

"Uncle, it's my fault. I thought it would be inconvenient for you to take care of a girl, so I thought it would be better for you to take care of her aunt. She's her biological aunt, and she's also her aunt's … Who knew … "

Uncle Gen raised his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you. It's your fault. This morning, Jian Yiling thought it through and said she wanted to come back. "

"I've said it before. She was young, so I couldn't make the decision. But now, she asked for it herself, so it has to be done. "

"She looks like a smart girl, as smart as her parents. She'll definitely become a talent if she's trained well. I won't go to Ye Zhifan's place. You send her to school on Monday and find Ye Zhifan. Tell him everything his wife has done! "

Uncle Gen's last sentence was spoken in an icy tone. Zhang Defu's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he was extremely flustered.

He quickly agreed, "Okay, okay. If Jian Yiling wants to come back, there's no reason to stop her. But, uncle, these years you … "He didn't finish his sentence, as if he was addicted to talking.

"I haven't retired yet. I go to the mountains from time to time." Grandpa Gen, who hadn't even had a sip of tea, stood up and tidied his clothes out of habit. He stared at Zhang Defu and said in a deep voice, "If Ye Zhifan doesn't agree, tell him to come back to me. He sent her back the same way I sent her to his house back then. "

Zhang Defu felt that his forehead was covered with sweat. He couldn't stand it anymore. "Uncle, don't worry. You don't have to worry about this. I'll take care of it." Zhang Defu said anxiously. This was the second time he had seen Uncle Gen lose his temper.

The first time was when Ye Chien's mother came home pregnant. The second time … was when Ye Chien was kicked out of the house by Sun Dongqing.

Zhang Defu wiped the cold sweat off his forehead as he watched Uncle Gen walk out of the house. He didn't even finish his dinner before he called Ye Zhifan in town. He couldn't handle his uncle's temper.

Ye Zhifan, who received the call, didn't know at all that his wife had brought his daughter over. After hearing the news, his anger rose. "Brother De Fu, I'll personally apologize to Uncle when I come back tomorrow. However, I'll have to trouble you to help me deal with Jian Yiling's matter. "

"My deputy mayor, please don't make things difficult for me. Can I call you 'brother'? I can't make the decision on this matter. Uncle said that you should send her back in the same way that he sent her to your house back then. "

Zhang Defu made up his mind not to interfere. Who was Uncle Gen? Did he dare to?

Back then, when the army sent the banner over, although it was done secretly, he was still a village official. He knew a little about it.

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