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

The bright and beautiful sunlight slowly turned hot. The mist in the morning finally dissipated. The wind blew past the mountain and blew away the tears on Ye Jian's face. She looked at her father who was still hugging her mother's tombstone tightly. He had endless words to say.

The birds flew lightly from the green pine trees that looked like guardians guarding the martyrs' cemetery. A small shadow flashed across the sky, leaving behind a series of clear chirps and Dad's low and light words.

After kneeling and talking for a long time, Mr. Fu finally let go of the tombstone. At this moment, the tombstone wasn't cold. It was warm because of Mr. Fu's body temperature. It seemed to have warmed up the black and white photo of Sun Xueqing.

"After saying so much, you must be very annoyed. I can't help it. Red Plum, I have so many things I want to tell you. Please take care of me like before.

"I can't visit you often in the future. I can't come and chat with you often either. In the future, every time I come, I'll talk to you for a long time. It's too lonely and cold for you to sleep alone in such a cold place. I have to accompany you for the rest of my life.

"Our daughter, Jian, can't come and talk to you often either. You have to be more tolerant. Red Plum, although you left us, you still have to be more tolerant of us. Don't you think I'm a little annoying?

"In the past, you always said that I was troublesome. If you were annoyed, you would kick me. Every time you were done kicking me, you would ask me if it hurts. I would always smile and tell you that it doesn't hurt. To be honest… it really hurt.

"You were strong. Every time you kicked, you kicked my calf. Even if you were wearing canvas shoes, it still hurt a weak scholar like me.

"I really want you to come over and kick me a few more times for being annoying, but now, it's an extravagant hope…" After releasing his grip, Mr. Fu didn't get up immediately. Instead, he used his hand to wipe his deceased wife's photo. Then, he slowly and carefully wiped the rest of the tombstone. "It's all stained with dust. You like to be clean. How can you stand it? I have to wipe you clean. Otherwise, you'll scold me for not being hygienic. Actually, I've always been a hygienic person. It's just that you like to be clean, so you didn't notice it."

Mr. Fu cleaned it very well. He even used his fingers to wipe the words 'Tomb of Martyr, Sun Xueqing', as well as the date of her birth and sacrifice at the bottom corner of the tablet.

After everything was done, Mr. Fu looked at Ye Jian, who had been kneeling for a long time. He smiled at his daughter and said to his deceased wife, "Red Plum, look at your silly daughter. She kneeled with me regardless of how long it has been. I'm kneeling because I'm repenting. I should kneel for a few days and nights, but our silly daughter can't bear to part with me. She insists on accompanying me.

"This child is smart, but she's also honest. Is she like you? Once you've made up your mind, you'll continue walking on the path you've chosen. No matter who calls you, you won't waver."

Mr. Fu chatted with his deceased wife casually. He smiled and waved at Ye Jian. "Come, Jian, sit here. You can sit on your mother's side and I'll sit here. We'll accompany your mother and chat."

After kneeling for so long, Ye Jian's knees hurt when she got up. However, under Mr. Fu's gaze, she smiled and sat on the other side.

From morning to noon and from noon to afternoon, Mr. Fu and Ye Jian both chatted. They talked about many things, and Ye Jian heard many things about the past.