Reborn At Weight Camp: General Don't Mess Around
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Ye Jian nodded at them and smiled. Even though they were strangers, he did not show any fear on his face. Instead, he approached Grandpa Gen, who was holding some dishes and said gently, “Let me bring this. Your feet hurt every spring. You better sit down. ”

Hearing these words, the four soldiers felt somewhat uneasy.

They're aware of Grandpa Gen's leg pain.

It was the wounds he had gotten from the battlefield that caused him pain every spring and winter.

This time, they were here to deliver Grandpa Gen to the army's special medicinal liquor to help him keep away from the flu.

Nevertheless, not long after the self-cooked noodles were ready, this smart and beautiful girl appeared, so they had not eaten the noodles.

Unfortunately, he also misunderstood.

Grandfather Gen was surprised that Jian knew about his foot disease because no one else in the village knew about it.

“I'm fine, I'm fine. Girl, you just take care of yourself. ” Grandpa Gen refers to the incident Ye Jian fell and fainted yesterday. Since there were other people around him, he did not say so to humiliate the girl.

Ye Jian pursed his lips and smiled a little awkwardly, "It was an accident, but thank you for everyone's attention to me."

He deftly placed a few dishes of crispy and sour Lao Tan cabbage pickles on the wooden table. Then, skillfully, he took out a bottle of sesame oil on the table and dipped it into the cabbage. With sesame oil and a spoonful of red chili oil, pickled cabbage looks more appetizing.

Cover the ketchup bottle on the table is not tightened properly. Ye Jian closed the lid tightly.

Few children in the village were spoiled, not to mention orphans.

Although the girl was young and skinny, the dexterity she displayed made Grandpa Gen feel like he had been working for over a decade. She felt sorry for him and sighed, “Girl, don't rush. They will clean the table after finished eating.”

"Thank you thank you. We can do it ourselves.”

Their company commander would definitely scold them loudly if he knew that these people were letting a little girl serve them.

Too embarrassed to keep a little girl busy working for them, the four men reached out their hands to stop her. Accidentally, a pair of chopsticks in the noodle bowl were thrown and fell to the ground.

When the soldier who was the closest to the chopsticks that were dropped—akan took it, a pair of hands with long and thin fingers had grabbed him before him.

Placing the chopsticks back in the noodle bowl, Ye Jian smiled gently with a detached facial expression. “Not dirty. No need to wash it.”

"Thank you." The younger soldiers became even more embarrassed and thanked him repeatedly.

The handsome soldier who was around his thirties smiled at Ye Jian and said quickly, “You have a rather fast reaction speed, son. How about sitting with us and eating noodles? We haven't bit them. Just take a bowl and we can share it with you. ”

"I ate, thank you." Although Ye Jian's smile was delicate, they looked very comfortable, as he smiled with his eyes.

From their first meeting, the soldier knew that this was a young woman with manners.

After calmly rejecting the invitation from this elementary-level military officer, Ye Jian turned around and whispered to Grandpa Gen, "Grandfather Gen, let's go inside the house, I want to discuss some ..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a black shadow had shot out like a flying arrow. It was so fast that the flower petals on the ground spun a few centimeters.

Although there were others present, the black shadow ran towards Ye Jian alone. It was so fast that Grandpa Gen was unaware of what was going on.

Ye Jian did not move. Because he can't.