Great Power Reclamation

Chapter 2807 Ye Shuai and Xiao Di

The love between boys and girls is the purest emotion in the world. When they fall in love, they only have each other in the whole world.

So, if you have never had a relationship when you are in school, then you will definitely miss out on the most unforgettable experience in your life.

Marshal Ye was very hardworking. Due to the difference in the textbooks, he had not learned many things after arriving in the military reclamation city.

These things are all tested in the exams. Without these foundations, you will not be able to learn the future lessons.

Therefore, Marshal Ye is currently working at full capacity and often forgets to eat lunch.

Most of the students in the Military Reclamation Technical School live on campus, and there are not many who go to school as a day student like Ye Shuai. Even if you live next to the technical school, the teachers do not approve of day students.

Because the time schedule of the technical school is very tight, I have to get up at 8 o'clock in the morning (this needs explanation, 8 o'clock there is 6 o'clock in the mainland.)
After getting up, I run five kilometers cross-country, and I do it with weights.

After returning from cross-country running, I have to do some regular training, then have lunch at 9:30 and start class at 10:00.

The exercises during breaks are drill training, and the physical education classes are basically training in military subjects.

Let me put it this way, no matter which student graduates from the Military Reclamation Technical School or the Military Reclamation University, they are not only excellent professionals, but also qualified soldiers.

Therefore, many students here join the army every year, mainly because the army needs them.

As for the issue of assignment after retirement, the government doesn't really have to worry about it because the school has already made the arrangements.

The unit you have been assigned to has been determined before you join the army, so you can go directly to work after you are discharged from the army. If you wish to transfer to another position, you can apply in advance.

Marshal Ye was frowning as he read an ancient Chinese article. To be honest, the course of Ancient Chinese was really difficult for him.

I was born in Jeep and went to elementary and junior high school in the United States. Although I had a special Chinese teacher at home, classical Chinese was so damn difficult.

The structure of Chinese characters is already quite complex, and classical Chinese is even more of a hurdle. To all foreigners, it is not much different from a foreign language.

Even though Marshal Ye had been exposed to Chinese since childhood, he still found it difficult to learn.

A soft body approached him. Marshal Ye knew who was coming without turning his head. He smiled gently:
"Why don't you take a break?"

Xiao Di put the lunch box on his table: "Eat something first."

Marshal Ye shook his head. He really had no appetite. Chinese was a main subject. If he dropped his score on it, how could he possibly get into the Military Reclamation University?
Xiao Di opened the lunch box and scooped a piece of beef with a spoon: "Open your mouth!"

Ye Shuai opened his mouth obediently and took the beef. Xiao Di's mouth was curved like a crescent.

He fed him one spoonful at a time. In the middle, Ye Shuai protested and wanted to eat it himself, but Xiao Di denied him, until he was full.

Some classmates came in and saw this scene, and they all ran away laughing. Who would dare to disturb the beauty of this moment?
After dinner, Xiao Di helped Marshal Ye write the text, carefully explaining the meaning of the article and the differences between some ancient Chinese characters and modern ones.

When the two of them finished their lesson, they realized that the classroom was already full of people, even the teacher had come...

After being caught explaining ancient Chinese by the teacher that day, the relationship between Ye Shuai and Xiao Di became more open.

Xiao Di simply moved his desk next to Marshal Ye and even used only one ancient Chinese dictionary, highlighting the close relationship between them.

Between the pages of the book are "homophone shorthand cards" written by Xiao Di himself. Example sentences are marked on the yellowed paper with pens of different colors, becoming a unique symbol of the two people.

Winter came early at the Military Reclamation Technical School. In the early morning of November, the white breath from the five-kilometer cross-country race condensed into frost on my eyelashes.

After training, Xiao Di would always quietly put a piece of warm ginger candy into Ye Shuai's enamel jar.

Once, Xiao Di almost fainted due to hypoglycemia after running. Xiao Di untied her scarf without saying a word and put her little hands on her lower abdomen to warm it.

Xiao Di was so scared that his ears turned red:

"Don't."

"Don't move, keep warm."

The conversation between the two people is as soft as a mosquito or a fly, but it is hotter than ginger candy.

Evening self-study became the time they looked forward to the most. Xiao Di taught Ye Shuai to understand classical Chinese by using the comic strip of Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

Make the obscure "zhihuzheya" into a jingle.

Once when talking about "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital", Marshal Ye suddenly imitated Zhuge Liang's tone and read:

"I am a commoner, tilling the land in Nanyang"

Xiao Di laughed so hard that he accidentally knocked over the ink bottle, and the black ink spread across the notes they had written together, making it look like an abstract ink painting.

On the day when the monthly exam results were announced, Marshal Ye scored a record 78 points in Ancient Chinese.

Xiao Di jumped up and down with the report card in his arms and treated him to three meat buns in the cafeteria.

They sat by the window, watching the first snow of this winter falling outside. Ye Shuai suddenly took out an oil-paper bag from his schoolbag, which contained the sweet-scented osmanthus cake he had stolen from home.

This thing is not available in Junken City. It was made by Wang Jianying.

"Teacher, this is a reward for you."

Xiao Di took a bite, and the sweet fragrance mixed with the coolness of the snow made her eyes warm - this was the first time she had eaten something a boy brought specifically for her.

However, there were also undercurrents in the sweetness. Ye Shuai's English grades began to decline, and his American accent was out of place in the English classes at the Military Reclamation Technical School.

The English teacher found Xiao Di and tactfully reminded her not to let "emotions affect studies."

Xiao Di was silent for a long time. In China, high school students are forbidden to fall in love, especially parents and teachers, who would turn pale at the mention of love.

But if she were to leave Marshal Ye, that would be absolutely impossible!
In the evening, Xiao Di saw Ye Shuai memorizing words alone in the corner of the playground. The street lights made his shadow very long.

She walked over silently and picked up the crumpled vocabulary book on the ground:

"Come on, let's practice speaking together. I heard that the fight between American English and British English is quite interesting."

On Christmas Eve, the school was dismissed early for the first time. Ye Shuai took Xiao Di into the vacant equipment room with two candles.

In the flickering candlelight, Xiao Di taught him how to fold a thousand paper cranes, with English phrases written on their wings.

"This is a love note" "You are my sunshine", Marshal Ye's hands were burned by the candle oil several times, but he was stubborn and wanted to fold all ninety-nine.

Half a month before the final exam, the two entered a frantic sprint state. Xiao Di organized the knowledge points of each subject into a tree diagram and pasted it all over Ye Shuai's notebook. Ye Shuai used the American learning method and compiled the formula into a rap. Late one night, Ye Shuai climbed over the wall and entered the downstairs of the girls' dormitory and gently knocked on Xiao Di's window.

Under the moonlight, he held up a small blackboard filled with math problems and mouthed:
“I’m stuck on this question again.”

Xiao Di ran out wrapped in a cotton jacket, and squatted in the snow, forming two shadows. The hot air he exhaled formed a net under the street light.

On the day when the test results were announced, Ye Shuai's name appeared on the red list of the top ten students in the grade.

He frantically searched for Xiao Di in the crowd, but was stopped by the head teacher:
"Xiao Di has a cold and fever, so he didn't come today."

Marshal Ye immediately rushed to Xiao Di's house, and when he opened the door, he saw her curled up in the quilt with an unfinished review notes beside her pillow.

"Look," he slammed the report card on the table, "without you, I wouldn't be able to..."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Di suddenly hugged him, and his hot body temperature came through the quilt: "Marshal Ye, we did it."

The snow outside the window stopped at some point, and the sunlight shone through the icy glass, casting a layer of gold on the overlapping shadows of the two people.

During the past six months, we have supported each other during morning jogs, argued and reconciled while solving problems late at night, and had countless moments of eye contact.

Those little notes hidden in the textbooks and the candy wrappers sandwiched in the dictionary have now turned into leaping numbers on the report card, witnessing how the purest love and the hottest dreams bloomed into a tree of flowers in the cold wind of the military reclamation city.

That evening after the final exams, fine snowflakes floated in the sky of Junken City.

Ye Shuai and Xiao Di walked side by side on the icy path, the white breath they exhaled intertwined in the air, like invisible silk threads entangled together.

Xiao Di pointed at an icicle hanging from the eaves of a house in the distance and said excitedly, "Marshal Ye, look! Doesn't it look like a crystal sword?"

Marshal Ye smiled dotingly and reached out to gently brush away the snowflakes on the ends of her hair. This subtle movement instantly made Xiao Di's cheeks blush, more beautiful than the red plum blossoms blooming in winter.

At the beginning of the winter vacation, Ye Shuai encountered a problem. His mother wanted him to go home to reunite with his family and relax.

However, Marshal Ye's mind was full of Xiao Di and the learning difficulties that were waiting for him to overcome.

He was in a stalemate with his mother on the phone and paced back and forth in the room anxiously.

After Xiao Di learned about this, she took the initiative to come to Ye Shuai's house. She stood in front of Ye Shuai with a firm and gentle look:
"Marshal Ye, please go back to Jeep. During this time, we can write to each other every day and share our life and study. I will wait for you here. When you come back, we will prepare for the new semester together."

Ye Shuai looked at Xiao Di with a feeling of reluctance, but he also understood that Xiao Di was right. In the end, he agreed to his mother's request.

The day before leaving, Marshal Ye and Xiao Di came to the old post office in Junken City.

They bought a thick stack of stationery and postcards with pictures of the military reclamation city.

Xiao Di tilted his head and said to Marshal Ye seriously:
"If you encounter anything interesting in Jeep, be sure to write to me as soon as possible. Also, don't be lazy, study every day, and write down the problems you encounter. I will help you solve them when you come back!"

Ye Shuai smiled and scratched her nose: "I know, Teacher Xiao!"

After Marshal Ye returned to Jeep, he would take time out every day to write to Xiao Di.

In the letter, he described the completely different scenes of the Jeep and the Military Reclamation City, and shared his novel feelings when visiting the museum and science and technology museum.

Of course, I also complained about the monotony of the food there. It was far worse than the food in the school cafeteria.

Xiao Di's letter was delivered to Marshal Ye on time. In the letter, she described the snow scene in the military reclamation city, said that she went to the library to study every day, and also helped the children of neighbors with their homework.

She would record the new knowledge she had learned in detail and write her problem-solving ideas into small stories, hoping to inspire Marshal Ye.

In addition to writing letters, Marshal Ye and Xiao Di also agreed to contact each other via international long-distance calls at 8 o'clock every night.

However, the high phone bill forced them to keep their conversation short. Although Ye Shuai was not short of money, he did not want to make Xiao Di uncomfortable because of this matter.

Once, when Ye Shuai was secretly making a phone call, he was discovered by his mother, who did not approve of him having a relationship at that time.

Because of his family background, his uncle and grandfather are both upper class people in Ukraine, and his marriage will be linked to his future.

But after reading the letters between Ye Shuai and Xiao Di, he was moved by this pure love. Not only did he stop opposing it, he also took the initiative to recharge Ye Shuai's phone bill.

During the winter vacation, Xiao Di was not idle. She made a detailed study plan and spent every day in the Junkencheng Library.

There was not enough heating in the library, so she wore a thick cotton coat and woolen gloves and sat at the desk all day.

When she encountered difficult problems, she would ask the senior teachers in the library for advice, and would also organize the problems into notes, ready to discuss them when Marshal Ye returned.

At the same time, she began to teach herself photography, using the old camera left by her father to record the beautiful winter scenery of the military reclamation city, planning to give Marshal Ye a photo album she made when he returned.

Marshal Ye did not slacken his studies in Jeep. He joined a local Chinese study group and communicated with a group of foreign friends who also loved Chinese.

He wrote down in a letter to Xiao Di all the interesting questions he encountered during the group discussion and his learning experience.

He also took advantage of his convenient conditions to collect a lot of valuable learning materials, intending to bring them back to Junken City to share with Xiao Di.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, Marshal Ye received a package sent by Xiao Di.

Inside was a scarf she had knitted herself. Although the stitches were a little crooked, it was extremely precious to Marshal Ye.

There are also photos of the snow scene in Junken City that she took, and there are warm words written behind each photo.

What surprised Marshal Ye the most was that Xiao Di also sent him the dried horse meat he made himself. The familiar taste made Marshal Ye feel as if he had returned to the military reclamation city and to Xiao Di.

As Ye Shuai's return date approached, Xiao Di counted the days every day. She sorted out their study materials in advance, cleaned the classroom, and placed a pot of small green plants she raised on Ye Shuai's desk.

Finally, on a sunny winter day, Marshal Ye returned to Junken City. When he walked out of the station and saw Xiao Di standing on tiptoe in the cold wind, all his thoughts turned into a tight hug.

They walked hand in hand on the streets of Junken City, with the sun shining on their bodies, warm and beautiful, as if the separation throughout the winter vacation was only to make their relationship more mellow and lasting.

In the following days, they returned to their previous lives, and Ye Shuai's grades finally ranked among the top ten in the grade.

Xiao Di undoubtedly took the first place and was far ahead of the second place. Now, even the teachers stopped interfering with the relationship between the two children.

In fact, the reason for not allowing premature love is to prevent it from affecting their studies. These two children are so motivated, who would have the heart to destroy this beauty?
Han Ye also came back with Marshal Ye. After a winter vacation, the little guy couldn't wait to go back to the Ye family when he arrived at the military reclamation city.

Although he is favored in the capital, life is far less colorful than in the military reclamation city. Although no one spoils him here, he just likes it.

It's the end of the month, where are the money? Comrades, stand up!