Ye Jian kept telling his secret in a very calm tone, without sadness, without pain, only ease of speaking.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry for letting go of you. I can't let go of everything. The only thing I can do is forget those things and those people. But don't worry, I won't do extreme things. I will live in harmony with them and bury all the things they have done with me in my previous life. It will gradually fade away with Ye Zhifan's family."

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

In his previous life, the villagers of Shuikou Village stood on Ye Ying's side and cursed her and seduced the teachers from the city. Later, whenever Sun Dongqing returned to the village, she publicized some shameful scandals she had done outside. When Ye Ying returned from studying in France, the villagers compared her with Ye Ying, and their disgust towards her reached its peak.

Even if those inexplicable injuries that followed the trend were alive for a lifetime... Ye Jian still couldn't let go.

Therefore, every time she came back, she smiled and refused to invite the villagers to sit at their house, and would not stay for dinner. She really couldn't be calm without letting go.

This is Ye Jian’s deepest secret. Even if he faces a large chair with no one, it is very difficult to say it. He said the words in his heart and buried blood word by word, just like picking them out from the depths of his soul, and each word is covered with a layer of blood.

Fortunately, she was able to face it calmly. Although every word was like blood crying, her expression was particularly relaxed.

The barking of a dog came from a faint sound, awakening Ye Jian who was talking. She blinked lightly. The old man who seemed to be sitting in a big chair and listening to her talk suddenly disappeared with a kind smile. Ye Jian blinked again, and the smile at the corner of her mouth facing the empty big chair became a little deeper.

She knew what she said, and she knew that she had been talking to herself all the time. She just wanted to say it out and say it out, and say it out the secret that was connected to the bones and blood... It felt much more comfortable to say it out.

That's it, this secret is no longer known to others, and you will know it yourself.

Ye Jian stood up after taking a deep breath. Her eyebrows and eyes in the light were like a clear lotus in the early sunshine after the rain. After experiencing wind and rain, she only saw strength.

The fire in the kitchen had already started. Ye Jian, who had added dry firewood, and added water to the steel kettle cradle. She wiped her hands clean and opened a waterproof and moisture-proof cowhide bag.

Her expression seemed solemn. When she took out the items in the cowhide bag, Ye Jian even trembled slightly with his fingertips.

This is what she just took out from the mezzanine of the wardrobe, and is the relics of her mother.

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

The diary records the daily life of a soldier and the love of a female soldier.

"The person I love has no news, as if it is disappearing, and I have no news about him again. He disappeared, but I am pregnant, leaving his blood to remind me that love with him is not a dream."

"I returned to the village and married an honest and honest young man in the neighboring village. He is also a poor person, a poor person who will never be able to have his own children in his life. He said, I am also a poor person."

...

Ye Jian flipped through slowly and read carefully. The lines of words made her walk into her mother's life and knew how strong her mother was.
Chapter completed!