Chapter Eighty-Five

"Wu Duxue is nothing compared to her, General Ye's granddaughter, you should know which one it is, right?" Zheng Wenjing didn't continue to sell Guanzi, and saw that no one was eavesdropping outside the door, so she lowered her voice and said.

Wang Ping and Yuan Chunlan obviously showed a look of surprise on their faces, Wang Ping was even more excited, covered her small mouth with her hand, and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "Is it really General Ye's granddaughter?" I seem to have heard my mother mention that General Ye's son seems to be in the Shanghai Naval Region, why did their daughter suddenly run to the capital to go to school?"

"I don't know this, I guessed it was her because I saw her name, and I was quite surprised when I first saw it, and I thought I was wrong. Zheng Wenjing didn't know much, and said with his hands.

"Could it be the same name and surname?" Yuan Chunlan still asked with some skepticism, she really couldn't believe that she could become a classmate and roommate with General Ye's granddaughter.

"It's unlikely, there should be very few parents who give their daughters a name like Zhuoqun......" Zheng Wenjing glanced at the name posted on the empty bed, and said with a somewhat strange expression.

The other two nodded in agreement, becoming more and more curious about this old General Ye's granddaughter, Ye Zhuoqun.

"Look at people, it's different from small families like us, not only can they not come to participate in military training, but if they don't come, the bed will be reserved for her, this treatment, tsk!" Wang Ping looked at the empty bed and said a little sourly.

"It's good that she doesn't come, the other bedrooms are all six people in a room, and our five people in a room are not much more comfortable, and we can wait less time to go to the toilet in the morning." Yuan Chunlan was more open-minded, and said with a shy smile.

Each room in the dormitory of the First Experimental Elementary School is equipped with a separate toilet, which is very well received by parents and students.

The other two thought about it, so they echoed it, but Huang Liangliang, who was silent on the side, was a little distracted, just now the three of them kept talking about General Ye, she didn't remember which general it was at first, and then remembered that she seemed to have seen the deeds of this Old General Ye in a book.

Ye Lao General Mingdong, the word Pingxi, participated in the revolution in his early years, and his army was even called the Iron Army, he was resolute in character, not to be coerced and tempted by the enemy, and wrote the famous "Prisoner's Song" to Mingzhi; after the victory of the war, he was reused by the state, and was identified as one of the 36 founding military strategists.

Such a character can be said to be pivotal in China, the old general is over seventy years old this year, and he has long since retired to retire to retire, but his contribution to the country is indelible, he gave birth to nine children, and only six of them eventually grew up, but each of them is the dragon and phoenix among people, Huang Liangliang doesn't know which son of Ye Zhuoqun's father is General Ye, but according to age, it should be the fourth or seventh, so this Ye Zhuoqun's family background is indeed prominent, compared to her in the Xia Kingdom, it is not far behind.

"Eh, you say, won't this military training be very hard, I heard my cousin say that the instructors who trained us are really soldiers, I'm a little scared......" Huang Liangliang was still thinking nonsense over there, and the others had already talked about other topics, Yuan Chunlan was the most delicate of the people, and she was also the most worried about military training, frowning and saying.

"It's okay, we're all still children, at most, it's just standing in a military posture, walking right, it won't be very tired, if you really can't stand it, just report to the instructor, it should let you rest." Zheng Wenjing comforted Yuan Chunlan and said.

Yuan Chunlan nodded, and the expression on her sad face softened slightly. A few people were chatting energetically, when they heard footsteps at the door again, and they all turned their heads to look out of the door, and saw Wu Duxue and her mother walking into the bedroom together.

Xu Zilan glanced at everyone in the bedroom, did not speak, and followed Wu Duxue past everyone.

"Xue'er, then mom will leave first, you be careful yourself, if there is anything, go to your uncle, and when the military training is over, mom will come to pick you up." Xu Zilan helped Wu Duxue tidy up the clothes on her body and gently told her.

Wu Duxue nodded, very well-behaved. Xu Zilan reluctantly talked to her for a while before leaving.

During this period, there was no other sound in the bedroom except for the sound of their mother and daughter talking, including Huang Liangliang, several people were silent as if they had made an appointment, Huang Liangliang was still in the fugue over there, Wang Ping pretended to look at other places with disdain, but the corner of his eyes would still glance at Wu Duxue, Zheng Wenjing and Yuan Chunlan looked at each other, as if they were silently communicating something.

After Xu Zilan left, Zheng Wenjing and Yuan Chunlan seemed to have finally discussed, the two got up together and walked in front of Wu Duxue, Zheng Wenjing had a cautious smile on her face, and said in a worried voice: "Xiaoxue, can I call you that?"

Wu Duxue nodded reservedly with a polite smile on her face.

"The dress on your body is so beautiful, did your father bring it back from abroad?" Yuan Chunlan, who looked very timid, also plucked up the courage to open her mouth and asked with envy.

Wu Duxue still nodded reservedly, although there was a smile on her face, she still felt very detached.

"Hmph, sycophant. Wang Ping watched Zheng Wenjing and Yuan Chunlan go up to talk to Wu Duxue, the disdain in her eyes was even worse, and she muttered in a low voice.

Huang Liangliang sat next to Wang Ping, naturally she heard it, she glanced at Wang Ping, thinking that this Wang Ping really hates Wu Duxue very much, but I don't know what is hidden in this.

Zheng Wenjing and Yuan Chunlan saw that they had a conversation with Wu Duxue, so they simply sat next to her and chatted with her, although Wu Duxue didn't respond much, but the two didn't mind, and still said happily, which made Wang Ping hate more and more.

Not to be outdone, Wang Ping also wanted to chat with Huang Liangliang, but Huang Liangliang was obviously not a good chat partner, and she couldn't make a fart for a long time, so she had to sit there alone and sulk.

Huang Liangliang couldn't talk to her peers, under her eight-year-old childish appearance, she was filled with an eighteen-year-old soul, when she was in the welfare home before, she didn't chat with Huang Yuanyuan and Huang Yanru very much, most of the time she read books by herself, they all knew her character, and they didn't quarrel with her much, now in a new environment, Huang Liangliang felt that he might not be able to be quiet in the future.