Chapter 4577
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Yesterday, when Father Fu kept asking, Ye Chien knew that Father Fu would not stop there. As long as no one said a word, Father Fu would not know.
"Dad, thank you for your hard work. Don't worry, I will be calm. I will not cause any trouble for you and Uncle. "
"I'm not causing any trouble. I'm just worried that your father will think too much. You have to try to calm your father down and stop his suspicions. Do you understand?" Commander-in-Chief Xia always had no choice but to be polite to his future daughter-in-law. They were all family, so there was no need to be so polite.
Old Master Fu had said that the Fu family was all like this. They were courteous and had a scholarly integrity in their bones.
It was impossible for them to not be courteous and impolite.
Ye Chien agreed to everything. She planned to completely dispel Father Fu's uneasiness in the next few days.
When they arrived in Southern Province, they encountered a drizzle. There was no need to open an umbrella. They walked through the fine drizzle, and their hair was slightly wet. A layer of white and translucent beads of water had formed on their hair.
Father Fu knelt on the wet grass and kowtowed three times to Uncle Chen, who had a stern face and sharp gaze in front of him. Father Fu's forehead, which was stained with grass and foam, was slightly red.
"Brother, you left so suddenly. I only heard the bad news a few days ago. I apologize to you!" Father Fu kowtowed again. Ye Chien, who was kneeling, also kowtowed heavily with red eyes.
Yesterday, she was able to control herself in front of her mother's grave. Today, when she arrived at Uncle Chen's cenotaph, Ye Chien could no longer control herself. She walked through the door of the sniper base with tears in her eyes.
Familiar people, familiar people. Only her closest family was missing.
The path that Uncle Chen had walked on was still there, the target that Uncle Chen had shot at was still there, the bench that Uncle Chen had sat on when he rested was still there, and the dormitory that Uncle Chen had stayed in was still in its original state. It was cleaned by the comrades in the sniper base every day, as if Uncle Chen would push open the door and enter at any moment.
Father Fu's eyes were also red. His elder brother had taken care of his daughter too much, and before he could thank him properly, they were already separated by life and death.
The father and daughter had been kneeling and chatting with Uncle Chen the whole time. Father Fu talked about the recent military situation, the great success of the missile launched by the base some time ago, and the threat that some western countries felt from the missile's success. They talked a lot, and they talked about Uncle Chen's life and death.
When they arrived at Ye Chien's office, Ye Chien told her about what had happened in school, her training, and the current investigation by the National Defense Department.
"Uncle Chen, don't worry. I listened to you and didn't investigate on my own. It was all the National Defense Department's investigation. The National Defense Department won't let go of your murderer. "
The father and daughter didn't know how long they had been kneeling and talking. When they got up, Father Fu still fell forward. Fortunately, Ye Chien's eyes were sharp, and her hands were quick enough to steady him.
"Brother, Ye Chien and I will come to see you next time. She's busy, so I hope you can forgive her for not visiting you often. If there's any new news from the National Defense Department, I'll definitely come to let you know. I hope you can forgive us for not being able to come and chat with you for so long. "
"Uncle Chen, Jane Er will come to see you next time. Goodbye, Uncle Chen."
In the drizzle, Ye Chien, who had gotten up, knelt down again and kowtowed heavily to say goodbye. The wind blew through her fine black hair, and a few drops of rain dripped from her hair onto her face. Droplets of water flowed out of her eyes and mixed with the rain, and then slowly slid down her cheeks.
In the photo, the corners of Uncle Chen's mouth and gaze were still sharp, and he looked straight ahead. He was looking at the entire sniper base, as if he had never left.
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