Ling Jiang looked back at his younger brother, took the pipe from his mouth, and his worried face was full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Chuanzi, I've been thinking about it, but I still can't figure out who you've offended."

Ling Jiang patted his shoulder comfortingly, "If you can't figure it out, then forget it. In fact, I originally planned to stop doing this after I finish this job."

"You don't want to do this anymore?" Ling Jiang opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Then what do you want to do?"

Lingchuan's dark eyes looked into the distance, and the depths of his eyes were as vast and magnificent as the deep sea.

"Brother, since the reform and opening up, you can see how fast Jiang City has developed in just a few years. We have built one beautiful high-rise building after another, shed so much sweat, and worn off layer after layer of calluses on our hands, but these high-rise buildings do not even belong to us.

Brother, opportunities don’t wait for anyone. If we keep wasting time like this, I’m afraid we will really have to do this for the rest of our lives. Not only us, but our son will also have to do this in the future.

Brother, let's go back to Jiang City to do business, make a lot of money, buy a big house to live in, and let our whole family live a good life."

Ling Jiang smoked his pipe with a hissing sound, feeling very excited because of his brother's words.

Who doesn’t want to make a lot of money, buy a big house, and live a good life?

But making big money is not easy. Capital, connections, and opportunities are all essential. The two brothers have nothing, so it's difficult.

"Chuanzi, is it because of your brother's wife that you don't want to work on the construction site anymore?"

Ling Chuan did not answer this question directly. "Brother, making money by physical effort is not a long-term solution. When you are old, you will be sick and your physical strength will not be as good as it is now. It will be too late to change your career then."

Knowing that his brother was right, Ling Jiang did not say anything more to persuade him. He took a few puffs of his pipe and asked, "Chuanzi, have you decided what to do?"

"I have a few directions, but I haven't decided yet. When I get back, I'll go to my godfather's house and ask for his advice."

"That's fine."

In the afternoon, after receiving their and their eldest brother’s wages from the finance office, the Lingchuan brothers carried their large and small bags and left the construction site without looking back, amid the reluctant gazes of their fellow workers.

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evening.

The setting sun looks like blood, and the sky is full of sunset clouds.

In the gentle evening breeze, the girl came against the light, her slender figure was outlined by the golden afterglow, and her skirt fluttered and fluttered, making her look like a fairy from the sky walking on the waves.

This beautiful scene left a deep imprint in Lingchuan's mind, and became an indelible wonder in his heart.

"Why are you back?"

Looking at the man sitting on the steps at the door, and then at the large and small luggage backpacks at the man's feet, Yun Mo's watery almond eyes were full of surprise and surprise.

Ling Chuan sat on the steps and Yun Mo stood at the bottom of the steps, their heights strangely remaining at the same level.

The light was very good. Ling Chuan could clearly see his reflection in his wife's eyes. He could also smell the sweet fragrance coming from her body and even see the fine hairs on her skin clearly.

The empty space in my heart that had been caused by unemployment seemed to be filled up all of a sudden.

At noon, Ling Jiang asked him if it was because of his wife that he came up with the idea of ​​doing business to make money.

Not entirely.

But he had to admit that her presence gave him a sense of urgency.

She was such a delicate woman, making a living tying steel bars at the construction site. He could not afford to support her at all.

“Ga ga ga!”

I was asking you a question, why did you come back? As if dissatisfied with his silence, the two geese raised their necks and clamored.

"The work on the site is done."

Out of a man's self-esteem, Ling Chuan did not want to tell his wife that he was "unemployed".

Yun Mo didn't think much about it. She took out the key to open the door and asked casually, "So you won't go out anymore?"

Yun Mo opened the door, turned around and looked at the luggage at his feet, "Do you want me to help you carry it?"

"Need not."

Yun Mo was just being polite and didn't really want to help him get the things, but she was quite satisfied with the man's answer.

In her opinion, a man who makes his woman work is a sign of incompetence.

After moving the luggage into the yard, Ling Chuan subconsciously looked around the yard. Compared with the empty and simple yard he saw last time, the courtyard has now become a warm home.

The rockery, the pond, the cabin, the sandpit, and the flowers and plants scattered in every corner, and the air was filled with the same sweet floral scent as hers, everything pleased him very much.

Following the scent, I looked around and found that there was a pot of half-human-high yellow jasmine in front of the main house. The small crown of the tree was full of tender yellow flower buds.

And two yellow jasmine flowers were hung with silk threads on the buttons of his wife's clothes.

"You can stay in that room. I've already bought a bed for you. The quilt is in the closet. You can make the bed yourself."

"good."

While Ling Chuan was making the bed in the room, Yun Mo took some vegetables and fruits from the space and put them in the cupboard, wondering whether she should buy a refrigerator.

Refrigerators in this era are not cheap, and they are hard to buy. You have to have a way to buy one. Before, she thought that she could store things in the space, so she didn't consider buying a refrigerator.

But now that Ling Chuan is back, she naturally can no longer put leftovers, vegetables, fruits, etc. into the space like she did before.

After putting the dishes in place, Yun Mo added two pieces of honeycomb coal into the boiler.

After doing all this, Yun Mo went to Lingchuan's house.

"Have you packed it up yet?"

"Almost."

This room was decorated by Yun Mo herself. It was fully equipped with a bed, wardrobe, coffee table, chairs, and even new sheets and quilts.

However, Ling Chuan did not use the new sheets and quilt she prepared, but an old set. They were gray and the original color could hardly be seen. There were also two big patches on the quilt.

Yun Mo was a little curious, "You can also sew quilts?"

Ling Chuan looked back at her, his eyes seemed to be saying, don't you know how to do it?

Yun Mo said confidently, "I don't need to do these. It was done by the servants in the house before."

Ling Chuan turned around and continued to arrange the quilt, "You are not a young lady now, and our family can't afford a servant."

Yun Mo was happy, "Then don't we still have you?"

Ling Chuan paused in shaking the quilt, and quickly continued.

"When you're done, go make dinner. The rice is in the rice jar and the vegetables are in the cupboard."

Ling Chuan turned around and looked at her, "I'll make dinner, what are you doing?"

"I'm responsible for eating."

Seeing that the man was silent, Yun Mo smiled and said, "You don't think I can cook, do you? I used to be a young lady and I didn't have to do anything at home."

"So how did you eat during this time?"

"Sometimes I go to Zeng Fang's house for a meal, or I go to a restaurant, or I don't eat at all. It's so hot, and sometimes I don't have an appetite, so I just eat an apple."

No wonder the waist is so thin.

Ling Chuan thought silently as his eyes swept across her waist.

(End of this chapter)