The joy in the middle-aged man's eyes made Ye Jian's smile become gentler. "Have a good sleep. Don't worry."
"Then I'll sleep. I'll sleep now. Thank you, comrade. With you guarding us, we'll feel at ease."
He wasn't the only one who thought so. Everyone in the carriage thought so too.
To the citizens of the country, soldiers were their greatest support. As long as they saw a military uniform, they would feel at ease.
Ye Jian and the rest were also happy to escort the villagers back home for the new year. It was their responsibility to protect the safety of the villagers.
When Ye Jian sat down, the female student, Ding Ling, who was sitting with her, said softly, "The civilians have handed over their personal and property safety to us. I'll sleep for a while. We'll take turns to be on duty in the middle of the night."
