"Uncle, these trees, they're no ordinary trees, right?"
The veteran heard this and was a bit displeased, "In the military, there is only brotherhood, no such thing as uncles and nephews."
Ye Tian chuckled, "Alright, old brother."
"Mhm, that's right, even our commander calls me old brother."
Ye Tian handed him a cigarette, but the latter said that the rule of not smoking while fixing cars must not be broken, so they talked about the distant trees.
"Right, those trees are extraordinary. Hey, hand me the wrench," Ye Tian handed over a large adjustable wrench, and the veteran began to work on the car while lying on a plank, continuing the conversation, "Our place here has harsh conditions, only twenty or thirty days a year have temperatures above zero degrees Celsius. Ordinary trees would not just die here, they wouldn't even know how they died."
