Chen Ye nodded, and with the help of Jiang Li, he slowly got into the car.

Everything was ready. Jiang Li started the car and drove towards the troops.

Qin Baojie stayed in the toilet for a while. After coming back, he looked around but didn't see Chen Ye.

Full of curiosity, he ran to ask his sister Su Wantang.

Su Wantang briefly recounted what had just happened between Chen Ye and Xia Qingtian.

After hearing this, Qin Baojie suddenly realized what was going on and slapped his thigh in annoyance.

He propped his chin up, sighed, and said with a look of regret: "This shit really came at the wrong time! I didn't even get to see Sister Chen for the last time!"

Su Wantang couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

Night falls.

In the open space in the center of Dongzhen, a special farewell party is taking place in a lively manner.

Villagers of all ages gathered here, and everyone's face was filled with gratitude and reluctance.

A few simple but clean wooden tables were put together, and they were filled with food prepared by the villagers.

There are steaming sweet potatoes, wild vegetable dumplings just out of the pan, and whole grain cakes with a faint wheat aroma.

These foods, which seem ordinary on weekdays, are filled with the deep friendship of the villagers at this moment.

At this time, several young men came over holding a banner with the words "The military and the people are as close as brothers and sisters, and disaster relief shows true feelings" written in large letters.

The mayor took the banner and handed it to Fu Yanci solemnly, saying in a loud voice: "This is a token of gratitude from all the villagers in our East Town. You must accept it."

Fu Yanci took the banner and saluted the villagers: "This is what we should do. Protecting the people is our mission as soldiers!"

Afterwards, the villagers spontaneously sang a song, a revolutionary song that everyone was familiar with.

After the passionate song ended, an old lady came over with a smile on her face, holding a glass of homemade rice wine.

The mayor saw this and quickly stopped him, saying, "Soldiers can't drink alcohol when on a mission. Why did you bring out the rice wine?"

The old lady didn't care at all, still smiling and saying: "We have never been willing to drink this rice wine, so we have preserved it very well. Even in this earthquake, it is still intact!

"It's such a good thing, I just want to share it with everyone."

Mai Feng looked at the old lady's enthusiasm and took the initiative to pass the bowl to her with a smile: "It's okay, they can't drink it, but we doctors will have a treat."

The other doctors also smiled and passed the bowls over.

Mai Feng took a sip, and the sweet taste spread on his tongue.

He subconsciously looked at Su Wantang with a smile in his eyes: "Doctor Su, this rice wine is sweet and delicious, do you want to try it?"