Chapter 8

"If we two want to continue living together, I think we both have to make changes, otherwise our marriage will continue to have problems." Since it is about the issue of marriage, Qiao Wei did not evade and spoke her mind frankly.

Yan Lei raised his eyelids and looked at her: "What do you want?"

"I want a job." Qiao Wei said.

According to the information she knew, Yan Lei's salary and benefits are indeed very good. In this era, it can be compared with the elite white-collar or gold-collar class of later generations, such as Ali P8. But so what, Qiao Wei is still not used to asking others for money with her palm up.

The main reason is that there is no sense of security, really no.

Although divorce is difficult in this era, Yan Lei doesn't look like he wants to divorce. But the economic foundation determines the superstructure.

If you are economically coerced, you will naturally be at a disadvantage.

Qiao Wei doesn't want to do anything, but at least she will not be economically coerced and forced to submit in important matters.

In fact, she never asked her father for money. She sold the house and the money was enough to pay for her medical expenses until she died. But the other party obviously didn't understand this situation. His indifference and abandonment of her must be related to money.

No one has it as good as you. In this era, you have a strong backbone if you bring your own salary.

Yan Lei was skeptical: "If I assign you a job, can you do it?"

There are historical reasons for this. After getting married and following the army, Qiao Weiwei was assigned a job

before, but she couldn't stand it after working for two months. She also worked as a laborer in her father's factory for half a year and found it too hard. She can neither endure hardship nor socialize. Even though she has studied in high school and is educated, she is obviously a child of the working class, but she has an inexplicable sense of arrogance in her bones, and some very obvious petty-bourgeois manners.

Qiao Wei can fully understand Yan Lei's doubts.

Because the original owner had a secret. Her origin seemed to be that of a working-class child. That was because everyone only saw her grandfather, father and mother, and no one knew what her grandmother's origin was. The

original owner's grandmother was actually a wealthy girl who was in trouble. She was displaced during the war and was rescued by the original owner's grandfather and married to him.

Later, the original owner was born. Her parents were busy raising the family, and she was raised by her grandmother. This old-fashioned daughter subtly influenced the original owner in terms of living habits and spirit.

In fact, the original owner's demands were too ordinary and normal in Qiao Wei's eyes. But who told her to live in this era? Those demands seemed incompatible with the simple crowd.

She could only sigh.

Considering the characteristics of the times, Qiao Wei also hesitated for a moment and honestly admitted: "If you arrange for me to work in a factory and wield a hammer, I will definitely not be able to bear it."

The man snorted.

Qiao Wei said: "I hope that the work I can do is preferably clerical or administrative. I am good at handling text."

She looked at him expectantly.

The male protagonist has the aura of the male protagonist, not only in appearance and figure, but also in ability.

Later, after Lin Xixi married Yan Lei, it was a very happy story all the way to the end. I think he can definitely arrange a suitable job for her.

Yan Lei hesitated for a moment and asked: "Do you have to work? There is no shortage of money or tickets at home."

Qiao Wei felt that he still had some old-fashioned ideas in his bones that men should be breadwinners and women should be homemakers. But he was originally an antique from decades ago, so it was normal for him to be like this.

She told him: "If people don't have something to rely on, they will easily have wild thoughts."

Yan Lei paused and looked at her.

Qiao Wei didn't avoid it and looked back at him.

Yan Lei asked: "If you have something to do, can you guarantee that you will be steady in the future?"

This is what she said.

Qiao Wei said: "Having something to do will definitely make you feel more fulfilled, but if two people don't communicate well and keep everything in their hearts, there will definitely be problems."

"Communicate..." Yan Lei snorted, with a little anger between his brows, "I communicate with you, will you pay attention to me?"

This is the original owner's fault again. The original owner really ignored him.

Qiao Wei was silent for a moment, sighed, and said: "Yan Lei, can you... just pretend that I was dead before today?"

"Just pretend that I am a stranger you never knew from today on, okay?"

"Let's get to know each other from the beginning, okay?"

Yan Lei felt that the woman in front of him really seemed to have changed.

She seemed to be opening a door to him. But in the past few years of marriage, she had kept that door closed.

Qiao Wei's eyes were bright and crystal, waiting for his answer. Yan Lei was used to being indifferent to her, and was a little uncomfortable with her expectant look.

He reached out and picked up the cigarette on the windowsill of the wall, lowered his head and took a bite.

This action was done in one go, very manly.

But before his hand touched the matchbox, Qiao Wei stepped forward and took the cigarette from his mouth: "Don't smoke in the bedroom."

Yan Lei was stunned.

She took the cigarette box from his hand and stuffed the cigarette back: "The first thing I want to tell you is, listen carefully, don't smoke in the bedroom. The lowest line I accept is the living room, of course it's best to smoke outside. Absolutely not in the bedroom, textiles stained with smoke must be washed vigorously to wash off."

She raised her eyes: "Comrade Yan, can you do it?"

She raised her chin slightly, her face was no longer pale and haggard during the day, it became white and pink, and her lips were even more rosy.

Yan Lei suddenly felt that it was a subtle and wonderful thing for a woman to wear a man's shirt. It seemed like something was bothering me, making me want to do something.

I only had this feeling when I was newly married.

Later, everything became stagnant.

Yan Xiang's voice rang out at this time: "Mom~"

"Hey——" Qiao Wei responded through the door, "Wait a minute~"

Yan Lei took the cigarette from Qiao Wei, pondered for a moment, and promised her: "I'll think of a way to deal with the work."

Qiao Wei was happy: "Then I'll leave it to you."

Her eyes curved, and this smile was in line with her age, she was only twenty-two.

In the past, she had a dark face and looked lifeless all day long, making people forget that she was four or five years younger than him, and still so young.

Yan Xiang called out again from outside. Qiao Wei opened the door and prepared to go out, but Yan Lei called her back. She turned to look at him.

Yan Lei said, "There are two things, one good news and one bad news."

"Good news first." Qiao Wei said. She didn't like to hear the bad news first.

Yan Lei said, "There is news from above that the town will be merged into the county. In the future, they will be connected."

When Qiao Wei heard the news, the first thing she thought of was, "That should strengthen the construction of infrastructure. Is there any news that will directly benefit us?"

Yan Lei didn't expect her to think of this. He said, "I heard that a department store will be opened."

Qiao Wei came from the city. From the city to the town, it was a big downgrade for her. Indeed, the various conditions in the town could not be compared with those in the city. She looked down on everything in the town.

Department stores were only in the county town, and department stores were only in the city and provincial capital. The town was the same as the countryside, with only supply and marketing cooperatives, and the variety and style of goods were much worse than those in department stores and department stores. She was always chasing the fashion of the provincial capital and big cities, but she could never catch up.

The original owner had to go to the department stores in the city to buy clothes.

Yan Lei said again: "Maybe there will be running water."

Because she married him, his wife moved from the city to the town, and they went from using tap water to using pond water, which she couldn't drink at all and would vomit. The river beach was far away, and she couldn't lift the bucket at all. Fortunately, the army had tools, and the comrades borrowed them and dug a hand-operated well in their own yard. He also took a look, and then solved the problem of drinking water.

But she has always been very resentful of life in the small town and always wanted to go back to the city.

Yan Lei felt that the man was only one of the reasons why his wife ran away, and another reason was that she really disliked this place. If the infrastructure can keep up after merging into the county, maybe she won't want to leave so much.

Qiao Wei was of course happy to hear the news.

Theoretically, administrative upgrades will drive infrastructure and economic development. Let's not talk about the economy these days, but infrastructure will definitely drive a wave.

Whether it's building roads, building buildings, or even building toilets, it's all good.

She has already gone to the toilet today. The advantage of having a private house in the countryside is that you don’t have to go to the public toilet like the alley residents in TV dramas. There is a low house with a shed in the corner of the yard, which is a dry toilet.

Although it is a dry toilet, it is better than going to the public toilet. The public toilet is also a dry toilet, and you have to defecate while socializing with people. A row of pits, without even a partition.

"What about the bad news?" Qiao Wei asked while holding the door.

Yan Lei paused for a moment before saying, "There is news that... the university may not recruit students in the future."

He knew that his wife had always wanted to go to college. This news told her that she didn't know if she would feel like her dream was shattered.

With her previous personality and mental state, it felt like a big blow.

Qiao Wei was only slightly stunned, and said, "Oh, so..."

She knew the history roughly, but she was not clear about the specific years and events, but she knew the general trend.

She thought for a while and said, "If there are such policy issues in the future, you'd better tell me in time."

Yan Lei seemed a bit old-fashioned and chauvinistic. Qiao Wei was afraid that he would not take her words to heart, so she added, "Policies always change. Tell me in time, and I will know more, which can effectively avoid saying the wrong thing and doing the wrong thing, which will have a bad impact on you."

In a few years, let alone doing the wrong thing, even saying the wrong thing will be very serious.

Yan Lei's eyes were deep.

Yan Xiang outside shouted again: "Mom~"

"I'm coming!" Qiao Wei pushed the door and went out.

Yan Lei took out the cigarette he had just smoked, put it in his mouth again, picked up the matchbox, paused, held the cigarette between his fingers, and pushed the door open to go out.

He lit the cigarette only when he got to the yard. Sitting on the bench, smoking, he watched Qiao Wei take Yan Xiang to wash her face and brush her teeth.

She was very gentle, much gentler than before, and seemed to have a lot of patience.

Wearing his big shirt, when she bent down, only her legs were visible, straight and white.

It was hard to imagine that just a few days ago, she decided to abandon her husband and son. Was it because she had fallen hard outside and learned a lesson, so she learned to cherish?

She told him to treat her as if she was dead yesterday, and today was a brand new beginning.

Seeing Qiao Wei and Yan Xiang finished washing up and went into the house holding hands, Yan Lei threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it hard.

I hope she will do what she said.

He also went to wash up and rinse his feet, which is very convenient in summer. He also wiped his body with a wet towel and went back to the house refreshed.

In the east room, the voice of Qiao Wei telling Yan Xiang a story came faintly.

The person is still the same person, but there is always a feeling that the way he speaks and acts is different. I don’t know what is different.

Yan Lei went back to the bedroom, turned off the lights, and lay down.

After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes - someone walked in quietly in the darkness.

Yan Lei squinted his eyes and watched the man quietly take off the loose white cotton shirt in the dark, wearing a half-length vest, and lying down beside him.

"You..." He closed his mouth again.

Qiao Wei raised her head: "What's wrong?" Yan Lei turned

over, facing her back, and said in a muffled voice: "Nothing."

They haven't shared a room or bed for a long time. She has been sleeping with her son in the east room.

Why did you come here today?

Did you really repent?