You have no idea how much I miss your cooking, Brother Jiang. The food in our textile factory canteen is absolutely awful.

Jiang Tiecheng smiled. This girl was still the same as before, always thinking of him when there was something good.

"Alright, we'll do it when you have a chance. If you're free during the Spring Festival, come back to the brigade and visit. I'll make dumplings for you then."

Jiang Tiecheng looked at Chen Ruixue as if she were a little sister.

It's because she's like a little sister, and a little sister who has helped me with justice and unconditionally lent me a helping hand.

Jiang Tiecheng was still particularly kind to Chen Ruixue.

"Really? Then Brother Jiang, it's a deal. When I go back for the New Year, you have to cook me something delicious."

Chen Ruixue was overjoyed.

During the two months she was away, she felt more and more strongly that she had a special feeling for Jiang Tiecheng.

I hadn't noticed it before, but the longer the time passed, the more vividly I remembered the things Jiang Tiecheng had done.

It's as if it's etched into my memory.

I often take it out to reminisce.

They would feel even more admiration for Jiang Tiecheng's tall figure.

Jiang Tiecheng is like a treasure trove, always capable of developing excellent qualities.

His bravery on the train and his wisdom and clarity when facing a cunning enemy.

They adapted perfectly to the harsh environment of the village.

She can cook, sew, take care of others, and even treat herself when she is injured.

From any perspective, Jiang Tiecheng was the man she loved.

Chen Ruixue is not one of those young girls these days; she is a pampered girl who dares to bravely pursue her own happiness.