Ye Jian smiled a little at them, but did not see the timidity of strangers on his face. Instead, he went to Uncle gen, who was holding several dishes, and said softly, "I'll take it. Your feet are not good. It hurts when you arrive in spring. You'd better sit well."

It's not a taste to fall into the ears of the four soldiers who stood up.

They all know that father's feet are not good.

Dad's foot is a wound left on the battlefield. It hurts badly in spring and winter.

This time, I'm going to send my father some special cold medicine and wine.

Only, they cooked the noodles by themselves. Before they had a bite, they saw a young girl with smart water burst into view.

Well, I misunderstood them.

The root daddy in the heart is surprised, how does the Jane wench know his foot is not good? No one in the village knows.

"It's OK. It's OK. You can take care of yourself." Father Gen naturally said that Ye Jian fell down and fainted yesterday, but there were other people present to save face for the little girl, who didn't say it.

Ye Jian chuckled a little unnaturally. "Uncle Lao is worried about an accident."

Quickly put some dishes of sour and refreshing old pickles on the wooden table, and skillfully take the sesame oil on the table and add a spoonful of red chili oil, which is not only fragrant, but also fresh in color.

The soy sauce bottle on the bed didn't screw on the lid, and Ye Jian easily screwed on the lid.

Few of the children in the village are pampered, with no father or mother, and no pampered capital.

Uncle Gen saw a half big girl, thin and weak, but he worked like he had been working for more than ten years. He was sad and sighed: "girl, not busy. When they finish eating, they will clean up by themselves. "

"Little girl, you'll have a rest soon. Let's do it ourselves. Let's do it ourselves."

"Thank you, thank you. We'll do it ourselves."

Several old men also let a little girl wait on them. If the company commander knew about it, he would scold him for being bloody.

Four people are embarrassed to let a little girl busy up and down, one by two to reach out to block, on the bowl chopsticks will accidentally touch the ground.

The nearest soldier reflexively wants to pick up the chopsticks. A pair of slender fingers is a step ahead of him, holding the chopsticks accurately in his hands.

Ye Jian put the chopsticks back on the noodle bowl, with a slight smile on her cool expression, "no dirty, no need to wash."

"Thank you." The younger soldiers are more embarrassed. Thank you again and again.

Zhou Zheng, a soldier in his early thirties, smiled at Ye Jian and said: "little girl, you're quick enough. Why don't you sit up and eat noodles? The noodles didn't move. They were divided into a bowl. "

"I have, thank you." Ye Jian's smile is very shallow, but when she smiles, the corner of her eyes also contains a shallow smile, which makes people feel very comfortable.

The first time I met, I thought this was a very polite girl.

He generously refused the invitation of the grass-roots officer, and Ye Jian turned to Uncle Gen and whispered, "Grandpa gen, I'll discuss with you in the room..."

The word "matter" hasn't been said yet. A black shadow is just like an arrow rushing out. The speed is so fast that the petals falling on the ground are several centimeters high.

Obviously, there are other people, but the shadow rushed straight to Ye Jian, so fast that even uncle Gen didn't respond.

Ye Jane didn't move because she couldn't.

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write slowly at the beginning, it will be much better after 30000 words.