The Villagers Supported Ye Jian

Zhang Defu didn't feel good about this situation.

They were from the same village, and they were uncle and nephew. In the end, they became enemies.

Sigh!

The Ye family had dispersed.

The village leader's face darkened. Aunt Yu didn't say anything else. She pouted and turned her head angrily.

She didn't say anything wrong!

After a while, Aunt Yu's expression turned gloomy. She heard Ye Jian's voice. It was clear and refreshing. It was like eating a piece of cold watermelon on a hot day. Her entire body felt comfortable.

Ye Jian was greeting the village leader, Zhang Defu. She was polite and familiar with the villagers. The village leader liked her.

"It wasn't tough at all. I'm just getting old. It's too tiring to sit in a car." Zhang Defu looked at Ye Jian. This was the first time he saw Ye Jian in a military uniform. She was energetic.

He wanted to raise his hand to pat her shoulder, but he retracted his hand.