Some people also like those who talk less but do more and are considerate and meticulous in every way.
He doesn't say how much he loves you, but if you think about it carefully, every action he takes shows that he cares about you.
Jiang Shiyue likes the latter.
She herself is a rational person who prefers to see with her heart rather than with her ears and eyes.
Of course, Jiang Shiyue didn’t think that Chen Shanhe liked her, but he was just a more responsible person.
It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t stop her from appreciating it.
Even if the flowers on the roadside are beautiful, you don’t necessarily have to pick one.
Chen Shanhe naturally took the washbasin from Jiang Shiyue, followed Jiang Shiyue half a step behind, and went home with her.
No one spoke.
It was so quiet that we could hear each other's breathing.
But it is unusually harmonious.
**
Jiang Shiyue returned to her bedroom but did not rush to sleep. Instead, she took stock of her small treasury and kept accounts.
There are three thousand in deposits, eight hundred and fifty-three sets of work clothes, and a pile of cash to be counted.
After paying back Guo Qingyuan for the pigs and sheep, there was only 340 yuan in cash left out of the 1,000 yuan withdrawn from the bank.
Director Chen sent us 2,751 yuan today. Adding the remaining money from before and the money from selling shaved ice, we still have 623 yuan left.
A total of three thousand seven hundred and fourteen dollars.
Jiang Shiyue put the whole money away and placed it under her pillow, intending to deposit three thousand yuan of it in the bank.
Leave 700 for daily expenses.
There was a pile of banknotes and notes scattered on the bed, totaling about four or five yuan.
Jiang Shiyue sorted it out, stuffed it into his pocket, and didn't record it in the account book.
This is a personal account book, I'm too lazy to remember it so clearly.
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