Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don't Mess Around!

Principal Chen didn’t even need to look at the caller ID to know who was calling.

Surprised, he picked up the call and asked with a smile, “Girl, did you come out today?”

Principal Chen didn’t have any relatives. Due to his identity, he had lost contact with his comrades. Commander Liu had retired from the military, but even if he contacted him, it would be during the day. It was the same for Commissar Yan. This person was calling on Friday night, so Principal Chen knew that it was Ye Jian.

Ye Jian could only contact Principal Chen when she went out. If she didn’t go out, she would be isolated from the world.

The May holidays ended quickly, but Ye Jian didn’t even contact Principal Chen. Even so, Principal Chen understood her situation.

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Jian’s eyebrows lit up. “Uncle Chen, I’ll come over on Saturday night. I have a huge surprise for you.”

“You’re in the Southern Province now?” Her bright and happy voice infected Principal Chen. Under the gazes of the instructors of the sniper base, Principal Chen smiled brightly. “It sounds like a happy occasion.”

“Of course. I’ve already told you that it’s a huge surprise, so, of course, it’s a happy occasion. Do you have anything going on on Saturday night? If you don’t, I might take up your time.”

“What can I be doing? What time will you be coming over on Saturday? Do you need me to send a car to fetch you?” Principal Chen was elated by Ye Jian’s arrival. Even his wrinkled face was full of smiles.

Mr. Fu looked at Ye Jian as she was on a call with Principal Chen, the man who had helped her a lot. Principal Chen was like a father to her. There was a kind smile in Mr. Fu’s eyes the entire time.

His daughter was a child who knew how to be grateful. This kind of child was kind and responsible.

After talking about the time and chatting for a while, Ye Jian hung up. Her biological father was meeting Uncle Chen tomorrow. The happiness in Ye Jian’s heart washed away the sorrow of visiting Martyr Sun Xueqing at the martyr park tomorrow.

Mr. Fu was elated to see his daughter happy too.

At around five o’clock on Saturday morning, Ye Jian and Mr. Fu arrived at the flower shop that was already open. When Ye Jian was taking five bouquets of white chrysanthemums, Mr. Fu said in a low and hoarse voice, “Take the yellow chrysanthemums. Your mother loves yellow chrysanthemums the most. Then, take a bouquet of red roses. Once, your mother asked me when I could give her a bouquet of red roses that Westerners like. It represents love. I… left the military unit before I could send them.”

Ye Jian’s heart trembled when she heard that. Before they even went over, her father was already sad.

She bought four bouquets of white chrysanthemums. She placed two in front of the monument and two in front of Grandpa Gen’s grave. Then, she bought a bouquet of yellow chrysanthemums and a bouquet of bright red roses. Ye Jian also bought a bouquet of carnations… These were the flowers she gave to her mother.

Carrying seven bouquets of flowers and wearing military uniforms, the father and daughter headed to the martyr memorial park.

At around six o’clock, the father and daughter placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the monument. On the monument, there were eight bold and powerful words carved in gold. The two bouquets of white chrysanthemums were placed properly. The father and daughter raised their hands at the same time and saluted the tombstone.

The people buried here were all martyrs who died for their country. The father and daughter saluted in their military uniforms, representing their respect for the martyrs.

“Let’s go.” Mr. Fu put down his arm. Holding the white chrysanthemums in his hand, he walked around the memorial monument with Ye Jian and headed up the mountain.