The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Ye Jian has been telling her secrets in a very calm tone, there is no sadness, no pain, only the ease of speaking.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry to disappoint you. I can't let go of everything. The only thing I can do is to forget those things and those people. But don't worry, I won't do extreme things. I will get along with them in harmony and put All the things they had done to me in the previous life were buried in their hearts, and with the end of Ye Zhifan's family, they gradually forgot."

"I think I will let it go, but it will take some time."

In the previous life, the villagers of Shuikou Village stood by Ye Ying and scolded her for seducing the teacher from the city. Later, whenever Sun Dongqing returned to the village, she would publicize what shameful things she had done outside. When Ye Ying returned from studying in France, the villagers They compared her with Ye Ying, and their aversion to her reached its peak.

Those inexplicable, follow-up injuries, even if they lived a new life... Ye Jian still didn't let go.

Therefore, every time she comes back, she smiles and declines the villagers' invitation to visit their homes, let alone stay for dinner. She really can't be calm if she doesn't let go.

This is Ye Jian's deepest secret. It is very difficult to say it even in front of an empty chair. Saying the words hidden in his heart and buried in his bones and blood is like picking them out from the depths of his soul. Every word is covered with a layer of blood.

Fortunately, she has been able to face it calmly. Although every word is like tears of blood, her expression is extremely relaxed.

The faint barking of a dog woke Ye Jian who was speaking, she blinked lightly, and the kind smile of the old man who seemed to be sitting in a big chair listening to her suddenly disappeared, Ye Jian blinked again Blinking her eyes, facing the empty big chair, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened a little.

She knew what she had said, and she also knew that she was just talking to herself all the time, she just wanted to say it, to tell the secret that she had kept close to her flesh and blood, and she felt much more comfortable when she said it.

That's it, this secret doesn't need to be known by others, just know it by yourself.

Ye Jian took a deep breath and stood up. In the light, her eyes were like a pure lotus in the early sunshine after the rain, and she was strong after all the wind and rain.

The fire in the kitchen had already started, and Ye Jian, who added dry wood, set up the copper kettle with water, and opened a waterproof and moisture-proof leather bag after washing her hands.

Her expression was serious, and Ye Jian's fingertips trembled slightly when she took out the items from the cowhide bag.

This is what she just took out from the interlayer of the wardrobe. It is a relic of her mother.

Two diaries, she opened the first diary while keeping warm.

The diary records the daily life of a soldier, and also records the love affairs of female soldiers.

"There is no news from the person I love, and it seems to have disappeared. He disappeared, but I was pregnant, leaving his blood to remind me that being in love with him was not a dream."

"I went back to the village again and married an honest and honest young man from a neighboring village. He was also a poor man, a poor man who would never have a child of his own. He said, I am also a poor man."

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Ye Jian turned the pages slowly and read them carefully. The words line by line allowed her to enter into her mother's life and know what a strong woman her mother is.

But I also feel distressed for my mother. Unmarried having a child was undoubtedly shocking at that time. Fortunately, my mother met my father, had a family, and then had her own birth.