After hearing Jiang Yan's words, Jiang Chuanjun was petrified with a shocked expression on his face.
What kind of vicious words were those? How could he possibly say them?
"Okay, you, you go home! You've been out for a long time. I, I'll be there when the time comes. I'm going home first."
Jiang Chuanjun fled holding the scarf.
Ha ha!
Jiang Yan couldn't help laughing as she looked at Jiang Chuanjun's back. Well, the mission was completed and she had to go home.
On the other side, Jiang Chuanjun returned home and went into his room as soon as he entered the yard.
Li Yuejin, who went upstairs, saw this and was a little worried. "What's wrong with this child? It seems like he's angry about something."
Jiang Baitao was taking a nap in the rocking chair, and Weng Shuxu took a blanket to cover him.
"Oh, don't worry about it. Chuanjun is already thirty years old. When he was three years old, you didn't control him as much as you do now."
The old lady's words made Li Yuejin dazed.
Yes, when Chuanjun was three years old, that was in 1951.
At that time, I was fighting in a foreign country, facing the steel torrent, planes and cannons of the United States every day. I didn't know whether I could survive, so I had no time to think about children.
Only when you are hiding in the trenches to rest can you think about your children. Once the guns sound, you have to fight hard again.
More than 20 years have passed, and in a blink of an eye, Chuanjun is already 30 years old.
"You little brat."
Li Yuejin sighed, fetched some water from the stove, and made tea for his mother-in-law.
Weng Shuxu is taking medicine now and drinks less tea, only once every few days.
After making the tea, Li Yuejin opened the cupboard and took out some soft snacks and put them on the table.
"You sit here too, let's eat and drink together."
"Why."
Li Yuejin poured himself a glass of water and sat at the other end of the table.
The stove in the room was burning brightly. Uncle Weng held the teacup and whispered, "What are you worried about?"
This simple sentence almost made Li Yuejin cry.
"You are already in your fifties. You should be more clear-headed. Let go of the children's affairs."
Uncle Weng sighed as he recounted this, "I know, at first, we all thought that the eldest and second sons were gone, and we felt bad and lived in a daze, as if our souls had been taken away. But life had to go on, and you gritted your teeth and endured the pain of losing your sons, and waited for God's mercy, and the eldest son came back."
Li Yuejin's heart was in turmoil, feeling sour and painful.
The old man in the rocking chair turned over gently.
"Now that the boss is back, you dare not let go. You have got the most precious thing in the world, and you are afraid that if you let go, it will be all gone, right?"
"Mom, stop talking."
Li Yuejin felt extremely guilty, "I have lived half my life in vain."
"I don't blame you. I don't blame you."
Weng Shuxu patted her hands lovingly, "You are very good, good child, I don't blame you. This is the time, don't let anyone down, take your time."
Li Yuejin picked up the cup and took a sip of water, "Mom, give Jiang Chao a call this afternoon!"
My son has a girlfriend and is planning to get married, but I haven’t told him yet!
"Okay, you decide. Just say whatever you want to say and discuss it with him. We should also start preparing. Even if we get married on the 11th, it's only a few months away."
"By the way, you have to tell your in-laws about making furniture and ask them to help you introduce a master craftsman. The girl has to confirm the appearance of the furniture before we make it."
"Okay, I understand."
While the two were talking, Jiang Chuanjun prepared to go to work.
"Mom, grandma, I'm going to work."
"Chuanjun, why don't you go after dinner? There's still time, right?"
"No, I'm not eating anymore. If I'm hungry, I'll go to the cafeteria to eat." He was on the night shift and always had to take over his coworkers' shift a little early, but today he left a little early.
Li Yuejin didn't think much about it, "Okay, then you should be careful."
"knew."
Jiang Chuanjun pushed the bicycle out of the yard. Li Yuejin seemed to see something on the handlebars of the bicycle, but he didn't take it seriously.
Jiang Chuanjun arrived at the unit and took over the shift with his co-workers.
"It's not even time yet, why are you here so early?"
"Ah." Jiang Chuanjun said, "Well, I went out to do some work and didn't go home, so I came here on the way."
His coworkers quickly asked him if he had eaten.
"No!"
"Why don't you just stop changing and go to the cafeteria to get some food first. If you don't want to eat it, just put it on the stove to warm it up so you don't get hungry in the middle of the night."
Jiang Chuanjun looked at the time and said, "I'm not hungry, you should leave early."
"Okay, then I'll go back first." The worker put on a cotton jacket, put on gloves, pushed the door and walked out.
The small gatehouse became quiet again.
Jiang Chuanjun looked at the brown paper bag on the table, stroking the wood texture of the table with his fingers, and wondered what he was thinking.
Soon the bell for the end of get off work rang.
Workers who were getting off work pushed their bicycles towards the gate and left the company chatting and laughing.
Jiang Chuanjun opened the door and walked out, standing at the door watching the workers coming and going. From time to time someone greeted him, and Jiang Chuanjun nodded and waved in response.
Everyone knows that he doesn't talk much, this is his unique way of greeting.
After more than ten minutes, most people had left, with only a few workers walking out.
Jiang Chuanjun stood at the door for a long time, feeling a little confused.
He remembered that Huang Yufeng was on the night shift. Could it be that she had taken an early holiday?
Yes, the New Year is coming soon, but the accountants seem to be very busy too...
Just as he was thinking about it, someone rode a bicycle into the factory. Jiang Chuanjun had good eyesight and he saw at a glance that the person riding the bicycle was Huang Yufeng.
When Huang Yufeng saw Jiang Chuanjun, she was delighted and quickly stopped at the factory gate.
"Why are you standing here?" Are you waiting for me?
The last sentence sounded a bit presumptuous, and Huang Yufeng was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
"Ah, wait for you."
Really waiting for her!
Huang Yufeng's eyes suddenly lit up. She pulled down the scarf that covered half of her face and asked impatiently, "Really?"
"Um."
Jiang Chuanjun was just about to speak when he saw several workers who were going home looking at them with curiosity!
The Haijuan incident caused a lot of controversy some time ago. Many people didn't believe that Jiang Chuanjun and Huang Yufeng were dating. There were all kinds of rumors, and everyone thought that Huang Yufeng was shielding Jiang Chuanjun.
Now it seems that the couple is doing fine and getting along well!
"What do you want from me?"
"Oh, well, I have something for you."
Jiang Chuanjun walked into the house, took the scarf in his hand, thought for a while, then went out and handed the thing to Huang Yufeng.
"I don't know what you like, it's New Year..."
Huang Yufeng was so excited that if she had a tail, she would have turned it into a propeller.
He bought himself a gift!
Does this mean that he doesn't hate me and that he has her in his heart?
That's at least a good start, isn't it?
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