Chapter Thirty-Eight: So, was he apologizing? Or was he apologizing?
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Jian Ziyu said, seemingly complaining as she put An Songyu's favorite crispy pork on her plate.
An Songyu ate her soup noodles with relish, and said somewhat perfunctorily, "Aren't you at work?"
"I don't come here often anyway, so I'll take this opportunity to look around before you get off work."
“Then you really need to take a good look.” Jian Ziyu nodded vigorously.
According to their original plans for the future.
There's no need to specifically come here to learn about this place.
But now both of them have given up their development in Nancheng and returned to their hometown.
After the two get married, they will definitely spend a lot of time here.
Take a look sooner, and you'll still have a choice.
An Songyu seemed not to have grasped the underlying meaning in her boyfriend's words.
She was completely absorbed in food.
Speaking of the company where Chien Tzu-yu currently works.
Even in the next one or two decades.
His company cafeteria is also famous.
Not only does it occupy a large area, but it also offers a wide variety of dishes, and we can already see some of the signs of its past.
According to online rumors, it seems that the company's founder suffered a lot when he was young.
After I made money, what I liked most was tasting food from all over the world.
However, due to the many things he had to do during the startup process, he was unable to travel to different places to search for delicious food.
So he simply made a meal in his own company cafeteria.
Not only can it satisfy himself, but it can also incidentally improve the job happiness index of employees?
"...Where did you hear this rumor from?" Jian Ziyu asked his girlfriend in a low voice.
An Songyu blinked and stared at Jian Ziyu for a long while.
Even as time changes, some things will remain the same.
Just like after being married for over twenty years, she would subconsciously relax when she was with Jian Ziyu.
So even so, she can still speak fluently and without hesitation.
"What's wrong? Your eyes look strange." Jian Ziyu subconsciously touched her lips, making sure it wasn't from food, before quickly explaining:
"I wasn't talking about you."
"Well... isn't this our company cafeteria? It's really inappropriate to discuss such things here."
"How about we talk about meeting up again next time we're out?"
"What else is there to say?" An Songyu asked helplessly, lowering her head to continue eating.
She's said everything that needed to be said, so what else could she possibly say?
Besides, her voice wasn't particularly loud, was it?
His girlfriend rarely came to visit him, so Chien Tzu-yu was wary of his colleagues.
So I deliberately chose a spot that was on the edge of the corner.
Now, not only around the two of them, but even extending outwards, there's no one sitting.
However, seeing the long lines of people waiting to get their food at each window, the cafeteria will probably be hard to find again later.
Chien Tzu-yu suddenly lost her appetite.
He really couldn't tell whether An Songyu's words were just what they seemed to mean.
Or is it mocking him?
Given An Songyu's current personality...
If it really only meant literally, his apology now will probably draw a questioning look from his girlfriend.
But if it really is mocking him...
So, was he apologizing?
Or should I apologize?
"Isn't this chicken good?" An Songyu asked, looking at the chicken on Jian Ziyu's plate that was being turned over and over but hadn't been taken away.
"Ah...no!" Jian Ziyu quickly picked up the chicken from the bottom of her chopsticks and ate it without tasting anything.
The question that I was just agonizing over has been put aside.
After the two finished clearing away the dishes, Jian Ziyu couldn't help but ask, "Are you staying this afternoon?"
"Aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"I really have to go to work!" Jian Ziyu said with great regret.
“My family has things to do this Sunday… I’ll come see you on Saturday.” An Songyu planned the time.
"You're coming over? Isn't the village busy anymore?" Jian Ziyu's eyes widened in surprise.
"I'm almost done with my work! I can come see you today, right?"
"Let's go grab a drink over there. I'll see you to your car before heading back to work." Jian Ziyu said, glancing at the time as she walked out.
Including mealtime, they can rest for an hour and a half at noon.
Chien Tzu-yu usually eats lunch as quickly as possible and then goes back to her office to rest for a while.
But with An Songyu around today, he wanted to spend a little more time with his girlfriend.
An Songyu did not refuse.
The two each ordered a milk tea nearby and sipped it slowly as they walked to the bus stop.
Bus services across regions are not as frequent.
The two waited for half an hour before they finally saw the car.
After An Songyu boarded the bus, she quickly waved to Jian Ziyu.
It's getting late before he goes to work.
If we don't hurry, we might be late again.
Chien Tzu-yu didn't rush to leave, waving as she watched the bus drive away from the station.
He then turned around and ran towards the company like lightning.
On the bus, An Songyu saw him like this and felt both helpless and amused.
When An Songyu returned home, there was naturally no one there.
She didn't stay any longer.
An Songyu told her family when she left home this morning.
After she goes out today, she will go straight back to the village.
Getting off the bus at the village entrance again, An Songyu felt a sense of homecoming.
She greeted the villagers and old guests along the way before returning to her small building.
Nowadays, all of An Songyu's houses are empty.
A few days ago, An Songyu had already taken advantage of her spare time to clean it carefully.
The hotel bedding, which was specially purchased wholesale, was carefully washed and placed in each room.
Although An Songyu did not think it would be usable again before the demolition.
But after organizing it like this, it does feel more like a business is being run.
After thinking about it, An Songyu decided to go find Uncle An next door before dinner time.
Two days later, four cloud-shaped doorplates were hung on the small buildings of Anjia.
I also helped my cousin Xiaolou hang one up.
After hanging it up, An Songyu took two steps back.
Looking at the extremely simple Anjia Building No. 1 and Anjia Building No. 2, he smiled with satisfaction.
As for the room numbers upstairs, they had already been put up long ago after more and more guests moved in.
Soon, it was Sunday.
That afternoon, the villagers had already been notified, and the guests left or took a nap.
One or two people from each family went to the village committee.
They arrived at An Songyu's family's place early in the morning, and the entire family was there.
Villager Jiang Wenlin glanced at An Jianping beside him, hoping he wouldn't act like he did this morning.
I asked a lot of questions about the remaining orchards and mulberry-fish ponds in the village.
They didn't say a word about whether it could be contracted out.
Soon, people from every household in the village arrived.
Jiang Wenlin coughed lightly and explained the reason for gathering everyone here.
In fact, everyone already knew about this.
Today was just Jiang Wenlin gathering everyone together so that he could make a statement.
After all, whether it's contracting it out or distributing it to the villagers, it takes time to consider!
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