Deputy Chief of Staff Du was unable to move for a while, but Ye Zhifan's investigation had already been fully launched.

At this time, the officialdom of the Southern Province, which was still in the New Year, was still calm. Ye Jian, who handed the recording to Commander-in-Chief Xia, left the provincial capital by car at night. She needed to go back to Shuikou Village to retrieve her mother's relics.

Last year, Director Cai came to take advantage of the night to hand over the relics that Sun Xueqing had entrusted to him to Principal Chen. Ye Jian has not seen them yet. It was not until Principal Chen mentioned her that his mother still had relics left.

In addition, Ye Zhifan also has the relics of Martyr Sun Xueqing in his hands.

Thinking of his mother, Ye Jian, who boarded the train, leaned gently against the train window, slowly closed her eyes to cover the sadness in her eyes, and the beautiful and elegant eyebrows showed strength without bowing down.

"Girl, Director Cai brought back the relics of Martyr Sun Xueqing. I hid them in the mezzanine of the wardrobe. You can take them back first. Ye Zhifan also has the relics of Martyr Sun Xueqing in his hand. This is the miss your mother left to you, and you have to take them back."

"Now Ye Zhifan's family is in full bloom. You can avoid their popularity and bring back the longing that your mother left to you. The family will not be proud for long.

She was incompetent in her previous life. She had never seen any relics about her mother, and she didn't even know that Ye Zhifan had the relics left by her mother!

In this life, you must never make the foolishness of the previous life again. You must correct all the mistakes in the previous life one by one!

Principal Chen's advice flashed through his mind. Ye Jian, who secretly adjusted his breathing, gradually became calm. Soon, soon, Ye Zhifan now seems to have a bright career, but he doesn't know that since he sent Ye Ying into the army, he is equivalent to severing his career.

Let them be proud for a while. The higher they climb, the more painful it will be when they fall down!

She was waiting for the family to fall from the clouds into the mud!

I returned to Shuikou Village at around 5 p.m. the next day, when the smoke was blew up and the food was fragrant.

The New Year atmosphere in the village is very rich. Spring Festival couplets are posted at the door of every household, red lanterns are hung, and Ye Jian, who has a slight smile on his lips, thanks the villagers for their invitation to return to his home.

Home is still the same, with green tiles, white walls, every grass and every tree.

"Squeak creak" push open the wooden door with rusty leaves, pull the light, and the white light shines on every corner of the main hall. The familiar decorations and familiar atmosphere are her home, which can make her feel at ease.

When the eyes fell on the two large chairs placed in the main hall, the Ye Jianli felt sour.

That was the big chair that Grandpa Gen liked to sit on the most. The old man sat in the big chair, while she sat in another big chair, quietly listening to the old man talking, listening to him teach himself how to be himself, listening to him teach himself how to establish himself, listening to him teach himself a lesson, listening to him educate himself...

Things and things are wrong, and the home is still there, but the old man who is devoted to his own good deeds is no longer there.

Ye Jian pursed the corner of his lips and walked step by step beside the big chair, then slowly sat down, his body slightly tilted, facing the other big chair, and kept sitting like before listening to Uncle Gen's preaching.

"Grandpa, Ye Zhifan will soon fall. Look, I finally waited for this day. You told me before that some things should not be radical, and even more so, I have always remembered your words, waiting, waiting, and guarding... Now that it has finally been done, I am really happy."
Chapter completed!