Chapter 5
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In the face of their concern, Ye Chien rubbed her forehead in embarrassment. "It doesn't hurt anymore. I just accidentally tripped over Ye Ying. Maybe I was too nervous about the exam at noon and fainted from the shock."
"You child, why are you nervous about the exam? Ye Ying is good at studying. Let her copy the exam for you. " The villagers began to tease her. They all felt pity for this orphaned girl who had no parents and was living in her uncle's house.
Now, their gazes were kind and friendly, instead of pointing fingers at him.
Ye Chien pursed her lips slightly and pretended to twirl her hair uneasily. She lowered her head and muttered, "She handed in the exam paper a long time ago. I couldn't copy it even if I wanted to. I only dared to hand in the exam paper when the bell rang. "
Her words made the villagers burst into laughter. Little Jian was an honest person.
However, they did not know that Ye Chien was already paving the way for what would happen next.
"Uncle, Auntie, I'm going home to take a look. Please take care of yourself. "Ye Chien thanked them politely. Her delicate face had a slight smile." I haven't been home for a long time. I'm going to tidy up. "
The villagers then realized that she was going back to her home in the village. "Uncle Gen should be there. He has a dog. Remember to shout before you enter the house."
Ye Chien naturally remembered. She still remembered how she was wronged and ran home crying. A big black dog barked and rushed out. If Uncle Gen had not appeared in time, she would have been bitten by the black dog.
Later, Uncle Gen told her that the black dog was not a dog. It was an underage Tibetan Mastiff.
Looking through the layers of peach blossoms, Ye Chien saw her home hidden in the depths of the sea of flowers. It was exactly the same as in her memory.
The greenish-black roof tiles and the white walls were as good as new.
It was the time when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. The spring breeze caressed her face and the petals danced in the wind.
Ye Chien walked through the rain of flowers and walked out of the peach blossom forest to return to her home.
"Grandpa Gen, Grandpa Gen." Ye Chien, who was just a few steps away from the peach forest, raised his voice. Heiga was a Tibetan mastiff. He had to shout in advance to prevent the same thing from happening in his previous life.
She had jogged over, and before anyone could respond, she had already left the peach blossom forest.
Ye Jian stopped in her tracks and looked at the four unfamiliar men who were sitting in the field and eating noodles.
He nodded slightly and asked, "Is Grandpa Gen here?"
She only glanced at it once before lowering her gaze.
She saw someone raise his hand and quickly take something off the wooden table. It was a gun.
Looking down again, the four of them were wearing boots that ordinary people wouldn't wear. They were … military boots.
They were sitting upright, with their backs as straight as a poplar tree.
Also, their hairstyles were crew-cut, which was the uniform crew-cut in the army.
These four people were all soldiers.
They sat in front of their house with smiles on their faces. They seemed to be chatting casually about something. Because of her appearance, the four of them were surprised.
Uncle Gen, who had a piece of cloth around his waist that had been washed white, smiled and said, "Come, come, Laotan Pickled Cabbage. I know you guys … Hey, Miss Jian."
It was a girl from the village. The four of them quickly stood up. One of the men with square features, who seemed to be the leader of the four, laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, little girl. We're not bad people."
Of course she knew that they were not bad people.
Besides, what kind of bad people had she not seen before?
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