He looked at the thick stack of hundred-yuan bills and the jade bracelet, hesitated for two seconds,
Considering his future, he wiped the clothes with his hand, then accepted them with both hands, repeatedly bowing and thanking them.
"Thank you, Ms. Jiang and your husband."
"You're a good person, and I hope you have a bright future. But if you trust me..."
"Then let's open a small courier station. Right now, it's enough to make a living and even generate some profit, but it will get better year by year."
After speaking, Wen Jiaojiao took Wen Zhaoye's arm and turned to leave.
Zhou Qiang kept his gaze focused until he saw Wen Jiaojiao's shadow gradually diminish before he looked up and looked over.
Little did Wen Jiaojiao know that at this moment, she shone in Zhou Qiang's eyes, just like when she was bathed in sunlight and quietly played the piano.
Wen Zhaoye said something, then raised his hand and touched Wen Jiaojiao's head.
Wen Jiaojiao turned her head to look at him and smiled happily, then rested her head on his shoulder.
He didn't lower his gaze until the two figures had completely disappeared, rubbed the jade bracelet on his hand, and turned to leave.
Wen Zhaoye: "My wife is so generous."
Wen Jiaojiao:
"It's not that I'm generous, it's just that I'm not short of money right now, so I don't see anything wrong with giving some away."
Moreover, judging from his current appearance, he probably doesn't have much fighting spirit.
So if he sells that jade bracelet, he can get married, have children, and live a good life.
Also, that was the first time I wore it after buying it; it's not something particularly meaningful.
Wen Zhaoye intertwined his fingers with hers, his eyes crinkling with a slight smile as he said:
"Well, as long as you don't give me the three gold pieces of jewelry I bought for you back then, I have no objection."
Wen Jiaojiao joked:
"I'm keeping it safe; I'll pass it on to your daughter-in-law later."
Why didn't you bring it?
"Pure gold, and so thick, it's only good for showing off, but wearing it now makes you look like a nouveau riche." Wen Jiaojiao said this, then quickly corrected herself, afraid he might be petty:
"However, we will definitely wear it on our wedding anniversary in the future."
Wen Zhaoye chuckled:
"That's more like it."
With the money tucked into his pocket, Zhou Qiang walked until the moon was high in the sky before finally reaching the dilapidated house by the sea.
Over the past few years, he has tried inquiring about various jobs, but he has been rejected by all of them because his appearance is feared to scare away customers.
However, one grain depot would have him unload goods on the 10th and 15th of each month, but that little money was far from enough to live on.
So, with no money for food and no money for rent, I had no choice but to live here in a cramped space. Fortunately, although the house was dilapidated, it didn't leak, so it was a safe haven.
In addition, being close to the sea, one could make a living by going to the beach.
He curled up on the soiled quilt, examining the jade bracelet in his hand in the moonlight that seeped in.
In the pitch-black room, his gaze was gentle and shimmering, like the gentle waves on the sea, tender yet hopeful.
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