"In the end, Grandpa Gen threw the gun in front of me. Ha, I was scared. I immediately apologized to him and promised that I wouldn't make a fuss anymore. I was still young and energetic then."
Suddenly, the topic changed to Ye Jian. "Back then, if we were half as mature as Ye Jian is now, we wouldn't have troubled Grandpa Gen and Old Chen so much. They wouldn't have to be so worried about us."
Ye Jian, who had been quietly watching them reminisce about the past, sniffed lightly and said softly with some sadness, "I'm more mature because of your education. Without your teachings, I wouldn't be the girl I am today."
"Ah, your nose is blocked. Are you crying?" Commissar Yan hurriedly picked up a piece of duck and placed it in Ye Jian's bowl. He smiled gently. "You didn't rely on others. You relied on yourself.
