Although Wang Honghua is well-informed, her time is not free. She is too busy and her time is calculated in minutes every day.

On the contrary, when she came to school every week, she became a vacation, so she simply regarded it as a vacation. At least for half a day, she would not do anything other than this class.

In fact, when she reaches their level, she will just tell whether she is busy or not. But she is an exception. She has too much work and has no time to sleep.

When they arrived at the film and television base, the two of them did not disturb others, but quietly bought tickets to visit.

Both of them have experienced the buildings and scenery in person, so they are naturally filled with emotion. Wang Honghua couldn't help but praise: "Sometimes I have to admit that your elder brother is great."

Ye Yufan nodded: "Yes, although he is just a businessman, he has created a piece of history, a piece of history that belongs to our military reclamation people."

Wang Honghua shook her head: "History was not created by him. To be precise, he led our predecessors to create a piece of history."

Ye Yufan couldn't help but laugh: "I'll praise him too high."

Wang Honghua shook her head: "It's not too high. Every change in history requires a leader. And he happened to be in that position."

The two of them chose to have lunch in a small shop selling jar meat. In fact, jar meat is not available in Junken City. It belongs to the Southern Xinjiang delicacy, which means cooking mutton in a teapot.

The tea jars are all old-fashioned enamel tea jars, which are made of iron on the inside and a layer of ceramic paint on the outside. The words "Serve the people" are written on the outside, which are quite old-fashioned.

One of the two chose a lamb leg meat. The owner of the meat seller was a Uyghur. The whole family was busy at the stall, and they were a little too busy to do so.

After taking a sip of the thick mutton soup, Wang Honghua looked happy: "This must be the sheep transported from northern Xinjiang, and the sheep here are not so delicious."

A Uyghur girl next to her asked curiously: "How can I taste this mutton from Northern Xinjiang? Have you ever been to Northern Xinjiang?"

Wang Honghua nodded: "Where did I be born and raised? Of course I can taste it. Girl, you are from the Northern Xinjiang, right? What's your name?"

"But looking at you, you are so fashionable. You don't have the characteristics of people from Northern Xinjiang. I am from YM County. Do you know where?" Reyihan answered naively.

The two of them were stunned together, and Ye Yufan asked curiously: "Is YM County next to Military Reclamation City?"

Reyihan smiled as soon as he heard Ye Yufan's accent: "Uncle is from our place, you can hear it."

At this time, Gulidana next to Reyihan also came over, looked at Ye Yufan for a while, and suddenly said, "Why does this uncle look a bit like Uncle Ye Yuze?"

After Gulidana reminded him, Reyihan also reacted, couldn't help but cover her little mouth, and exclaimed: "It's like Ye Mao."

Wang Honghua was surprised: "Do you know Ye Yuze and Ye Mao?"

The two girls nodded desperately: "Auntie, I am Zhang Jianjiang's girlfriend, she is Ye Mao's girlfriend." Gulidana quickly introduced herself.

Wang Honghua looked at Reyihan suspiciously for a long time, then shook her head: "No, Ye Mao is only fifteen years old this year, where did he get his girlfriend?"

Reyihan's face suddenly turned red, and she glared at Gulidana with a angrily: "Auntie, I am Ye Mao's classmate, not my girlfriend."

Gulidana was not convinced: "You like Ye Mao so much, why isn't he his girlfriend? If he doesn't treat you as a girlfriend, why would he help you escape to the capital?"

Children of ethnic groups are simple-minded and say whatever they think and never hide themselves.

Ye Yufan was startled: "I am Ye Mao's uncle. Why did you escape? Why did Ye Mao help you?"

Because he was born in a public security department, Ye Yufan was born to be particularly sensitive to topics such as leaving, especially ethnic girls from northern Xinjiang. He was naturally nervous, mainly because he was afraid that his nephew would do whatever he wanted.

"Ah?" Gulidana covered her mouth suddenly. She naturally knew that Ye Mao's uncle was a high-ranking official from the provincial police gate, and she didn't expect to meet him here.

At this moment, she didn't dare to say anything, and quietly took out her cell phone to call Yuanfang. This matter was a big deal and she had to bring rescue soldiers.

The crew is nearby. The two girls sneaked out to eat because they were greedy. Unexpectedly, they met Wang Honghua and Ye Yufan.

Yuanfang, who rushed over, recognized Ye Yufan at a glance. She had seen Wang Honghua, but she was not that familiar with her.

Seeing Yuanfang, Ye Yufan didn't care about greetings and quickly asked about Reyihan. Yuanfang quickly explained the whole story and then breathed a sigh of relief.

He worked in the local area for many years and naturally knew the ignorance of some ordinary people. When he learned that the YM County Public Security Bureau knew about this, he felt relieved.

Many people can’t explain the reasoning to them clearly, so it is natural to have no choice but to take some unconventional methods.

When Yuanfang knew that Wang Honghua was opposite, she felt nervous. As Ye Feng's lover, she naturally knew that this was her authentic mother-in-law. Therefore, she, who was used to seeing the world, began to feel embarrassed.

Wang Honghua looked at Yuanfang with interest. Although she didn't know this girl, she had already become familiar with her name.

After all, as a mother, how could she not pay attention to every step of her son's growth? And this girl almost accompanied her son's childhood and youth.

After watching for a long time, Wang Honghua couldn't help but nodded and praised: "Snow Lian's girl is as beautiful as her mother."

Speaking of which, Wang Honghua is also Xuelian’s teacher, so she is naturally very familiar with her.

Yuanfang lowered her head and rubbed the corner of her clothes, not knowing what to say? Wang Honghua reached out to lift her scattered hair and said softly: "I heard that you are shooting a story about the Military Reclamation City. Do you need help?"

Yuanfang shook his head: "Auntie Han's uncle of the rainy season has been supporting me, so the filming went smoothly. Now it's just a summer story that has not been finished. These two girls are both actors, and this Reyihan plays the young man's Yinhua."

Wang Honghua looked stunned: "Yinhua is a Han girl? How do you use Uyghur dolls?"

Yuanfang hesitated for a moment: "I want to have more elements, so as not to feel too sad when Uncle Ye sees it."

Wang Honghua sighed. She knew that relationship best. But if Yinhua had not died, there might not be any stories in the future, right? Including herself.

Ye Yuze is probably just an ordinary corps. He even herded sheep or farmed in a certain place, and all these changes happened after Yinhua died. So, Wang Honghua didn’t know how to evaluate this relationship?
Chapter completed!