
Facing the concerned villagers, Ye Jian raised his hand to cover his forehead, as if he was a bit embarrassed. “My headache is gone. I stumbled by Ye Ying and accidentally fell. Maybe I was too nervous about exams during the day so I fainted.”
“See you! Why are you nervous about taking the test? Ye Ying is very good at school, just have him give you an answer during the exam, ” said the villager jokingly. They felt great compassion for this orphan girl who lived with her uncle's family.
Right now, they were looking at him with kindness in their eyes, instead of judging him.
Ye Jian pursed his lips gently. Pretending to be anxious, he lowered his head, curled his hair with his fingers and muttered, “Far before the exam is over, he has handed over the paper and left. I cannot copy the answer even if I want to. I dare not hand over mine until the bell rings.”
His words made the villagers laugh out loud. What an honest Jian girl.
What they did not know was, Ye Jian behaved like this to prepare for the things that would happen next.
“Auntie and uncle, I will return to my house. I'll see you around. ” Ye Jian thanked them politely. With a gentle smile on her gentle and small face, she said, “I haven't been back home in a long time. I plan to clean my house.”
Only then did the villagers realize that he was going back to his home at the end of the village. “Gene grandfather should be at your house. He keeps a dog, so remember to let him know before you enter the house.”
Of course, Ye Jian still remembered the dog. Back then, when she was being persecuted, she ran back to her house crying. A large black dog barked and rushed out of the house. If it wasn't Grandpa Gen who had appeared in time, Heiga would have bitten him.
Later, as Grandpa Gen had told him, his black dog was not an ordinary dog, but a juvenile Tibetan mastiff.
Across the layer of peach blossoms, Ye Jian saw his house hiding deep within the sea of flowers. It was the same house from his memory.
The green and black bricks, as well as the clean white walls, still looked as new as before.
This is the time when peach blossoms are in bloom. A gentle spring breeze caressed her face, and flower petals flew through the air.
After walking out of the peach blossom forest, Ye Jian returned to his home.
"Grandfather Gen, Grandpa Gen." A few steps before Ye Jian walked out of the forest, he raised his voice and shouted. Heiga is a Tibetan Mastiff. He yelled earlier to avoid repeating the episode in his past life.
Ye Jian halted his steps as he watched the four unknown men eating noodles while sitting on the ground.
He nodded gently and asked calmly, "Is Grandpa Gen here?"
He glanced at them, and then subtly lowered his gaze.
He looked at someone silently and quickly placed the thing placed on the wooden table. That .. is a gun.
As he lowered his head and looked again, he saw that four men were wearing boots that no civilian would wear. That ... is military boots.
Their sitting position is like a textbook. Their backs are perpendicular, like a poplar tree.
In addition, they have a crew-cut hairstyle, which is mandatory in the army.
These four men are soldiers.
They sat in front of their own house. Judging from their smiles, it seemed like they were having a casual chat. They were a little surprised by his appearance.
With an apron, which had bleached after being washed too often, wrapped around his waist, Grandpa Gen smiled and said, “This is him pickled Lao Tan cabbage. I know you guys.. Oh, Jian.”.
She is a girl from this village. The four men immediately stood up. A handsome man, perhaps the leader of the four of them, said with a quick laugh, "Girl, don't be afraid, we're not the bad guys."
Of course, he knew that they were not bad people.
Besides, what kind of villain had he not met?
Afraid? He was never scared by anyone.