Chapter 37 Buying Clothes
Shen Sangyu looked at Yang Junzhi in confusion.
The original owner knew Yang Junzhi?
No impression?
Just as Shen Sangyu was racking her brains, Yang Junzhi continued to smile and said, "Don't think about it. Your father and I were good friends before. I held you in my arms when you were a child. Have you forgotten?"
Shen Sangyu didn't expect it to be like this.
The original owner's father's status was not too high, but it was not low either. At least the monthly salary was enough for the original owner to struggle.
Shen Sangyu no longer hesitated, but smiled: "Hello, Uncle Yang!"
"Good boy!"
Yang Junzhi was very happy.
He and Shen Sangyu's father were good friends, but he was in the next province before, and they hadn't seen each other for a long time.
He himself was unmarried, and when Shen Sangyu was young, she treated her as her own daughter, but after a long time, the child must have forgotten him.
Moreover, he had heard about Shen Sangyu's behavior before, and thought that it was difficult to get along with her, but when he heard Shen Sangyu call him Uncle Yang, Yang Junzhi was almost warmed.
He sighed, "You were young at that time, so it's normal that you don't remember it, but it's a pity that you didn't see your father for the last time."
"Don't worry, Uncle Yang, my father didn't have any regrets when he left."
Yang Junzhi chatted with Shen Sangyu for a few more words. When the time was almost up, Yang Junzhi planned to leave. Before leaving, he said, "If you encounter any difficulties in the future, find Uncle Yang. You and Qingchuan did a good job today. Children can be filial, but they can't be blindly filial. Do you understand?"
Shen Sangyu could feel Yang Junzhi's love for her, so there was no reason for her to refuse. She nodded, "I know."
If Li Shuhua didn't act like a demon, she wouldn't be reluctant to give her just a little money.
But how did Li Shuhua do it?
On the one hand, she wanted Wen Qingchuan to give her enough benefits, and on the other hand, she wanted to be partial to him. She wanted everything. She wanted ten thousand dollars after getting a thousand dollars, but in the end, she got nothing.
After sending Yang Jun away, Shen Sangyu saw that the food was cold. She also thought of the pain in Wen Qingchuan's wound just now, so she asked the doctor to check it out.
Fortunately, nothing happened in the end, so Shen Sangyu was relieved.
There were only two people in the ward. For a while, there was silence and no one spoke.
Finally, Wen Qingchuan asked with concern: "Did your mother make things difficult for you at home?"
Shen Sangyu shook her head honestly: "No, I hope you don't bother me about bullying your mother." Wen
Qingchuan was stunned, and suddenly laughed.
"In fact, I roughly know the purpose of my mother coming here, but I didn't expect that she is still so greedy and made you suffer."
Shen Sangyu didn't feel that she was wronged.
Li Shuhua and Wen Chunyan were not very tactful. At most, they just went around shouting bad things about her.
But she deliberately spoke so loudly before, and with Cao's wife's publicity, to be honest, not many people would believe Li Shuhua's words.
When Shen Sangyu returned home in the evening, she found that Li Shuhua and her daughter had indeed left.
However, she looked in her closet, and the cabinet where the ID card was placed had obvious signs of being rummaged through, and his goose yellow coat was probably taken away by Wen Chunyan.
After Shen Sangyu told Wen Qingchuan about the matter, Wen Qingchuan was silent for a long time.
Just when she thought that the other party was sad, Wen Qingchuan suddenly said: "Does the supply and marketing cooperative still sell that coat?"
What the hell is going on!
Shen Sangyu, who thought she was extremely smart, didn't know how to start for a moment.
Wen Qingchuan continued: "Don't be angry, my salary is with you, you can use the money to buy yourself two more clothes."
Shen Sangyu was stunned for a moment, then she reacted, and then couldn't help laughing.
But Wen Qingchuan's words reminded her.
Wen Qingchuan only has a few clothes, and it's time to buy two new ones. Wen Qingchuan
usually doesn't care about these things during training, but at least she is with Wen Qingchuan, so she should always keep it in mind.
After Li Shuhua, the two did not mention this matter again. In the past half month, Shen Sangyu has been taking care of Wen Qingchuan in the hospital. Wen Qingchuan's injury has healed quickly. On the seventh day, he was able to get out of bed. He will be discharged from the hospital and go home to recuperate in half a month.
The army knew that his injury was serious, so they gave him
another seven days off. Shen Sangyu was still thinking about buying clothes for Wen Qingchuan. It happened to be the day to submit the manuscript, so Shen Sangyu decided to take Wen Qingchuan to the city.
In the morning, Shen Sangyu rarely stayed in bed.
It was a cold wind today. Shen Sangyu preferred warmth to style, so she dressed herself up.
Wen Qingchuan on the side seemed not to feel the cold, and wore what he usually wore during training.
Shen Sangyu couldn't help but look at Wen Qingchuan a few times, and finally pulled up Wen Qingchuan's hand and touched it.
The man was obviously a little stiff, and wanted to pull his hand out, but in the end he didn't do it. He just stood there with his lips pursed, and his ears were red.
But Shen Sangyu didn't see it, she was wholeheartedly wanting to see if Wen Qingchuan was cold.
Shen Sangyu felt that Wen Qingchuan's palm was very rough, and there were thick cords on his fingertips and palms, but it was warm and made people feel at ease.
"You're not cold wearing so little!" Shen Sangyu lowered his head and was very envious.
Wen Qingchuan was very tall, and when he lowered his eyes, he could just see Shen Sangyu's black hair, his Adam's apple sliding up and down, and suddenly he felt his throat tighten.
"It's not cold."
Shen Sangyu exclaimed: "Awesome!"
Shen Sangyu glanced at the sky: "It's almost time, let's go."
After saying that, she went out first. Before she could see Wen Qingchuan standing there in a daze, she urged him a few times.
Wen Qingchuan looked at the back of his feet and hummed softly.
The green military truck swayed and finally arrived at the usual parking place.
After getting off the car, Shen Sangyu went straight to the translation agency. Half a month had passed since she submitted her last manuscript. Gao Fei paid her monthly salary, which meant that she could get a salary of fifty yuan this month!
Shen Sangyu thought about it and thought that this should be her first income after getting a formal job.
She had earned a lot of money repairing machines before, but she felt that this was different from repairing machines. This was money she had spent a month to earn.
Shen Sangyu couldn't help but smile a little more when she thought of the fifty yuan that was about to come.
She turned her head and looked at Wen Qingchuan: "When I get my salary, I will buy you two more clothes."
Shen Sangyu didn't have any concept of money. As long as she liked something, she would usually get it without hesitating for a long time.
"Just buy one. I don't wear it normally." Wen Qingchuan thought that he was either on a mission or in training on weekdays, and he had no chance to wear regular clothes.
Shen Sangyu shook her head: "You should buy two. In your closet, there are only two short-sleeved shirts besides the military uniform. They look cold."
After Shen Sangyu finished speaking, she suddenly thought of Wen Qingchuan's warm hands and sighed: "It seems that you are not cold either."
Wen Qingchuan felt that his heart was warmer. This was the first time that someone took the initiative to buy clothes for him.
When he was in his hometown, his clothes never fit him well. If his clothes were torn, at least someone would sew and patch them. When his clothes were torn, he didn't even have cloth to patch them.
Wen Qingchuan lowered his head, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Keep the money and buy yourself two more clothes."