"By the way, tell him that if he wants to work in the commune, he can try to take the college entrance examination on his own. I will give him two years to study for the exam, and during this period I will give him 20 yuan a month for living expenses." Jiang Shiyue sat on the sofa, lowered his head to study the silver bracelet in his hand.
If I took a chance, my bicycle would turn into a motorcycle. If I passed the exam, I wouldn't lose anything. Besides, in their commune, men could be afraid of their wives, but they absolutely didn't want to be a live-in son-in-law.
Li Chuntian gave Jiang Shiyue a thumbs up and said, "Great!"
Jiang Shiyue glanced in the direction of Chen Shanhe and said sarcastically, "I've only just started now. You think you're in control of the whole situation, but you're nothing more than a pawn on someone else's chessboard. I'll just fall wherever I'm allowed to!"
Chen Shanhe, who was one step behind: "..."
He touched the tip of his nose with his index finger and lowered his head guiltily.
Lu Zheng, who was standing behind Chen Shanhe, gloated: "Serves you right! You even schemed against your wife. Hurry up and coax her! Be careful... your wife might fly away."
"roll!"
**
Jiang Shiyue "flew" away that night.
According to the commune custom, the bride and groom cannot see each other again from the last day before the wedding until the day they are picked up, otherwise it will be unlucky.
Although Jiang Shiyue didn't understand why it was unlucky, her parents' home was too far away, and she couldn't just marry from one Chen family to another. She could only find a hotel in the commune and wait for Chen Shanhe to take her home in a sedan chair.
Li Chuntian stayed in a hotel with Jiang Shiyue.
In 1978, there were no hotels or hotel-style "inns" in small places, only hostels and guest houses.
Guesthouses are often built within a unit to entertain guests or are like the guesthouse of Chen Shanhe’s unit, where they are used as a place for soldiers’ families or officers and soldiers from other units who come to study and exchange.
Hotels are generally places for people on business trips to stay. You need a letter of introduction to check in, and the conditions are often very poor.
The commune where the Houan Production Team was located was just a remote town with only one state-owned Hongri Hotel.
The Red Sun Hotel is a long row of red brick bungalows, divided into single rooms and large rooms.
The single room was not the kind of single room that only one person would live in decades later, but one with four or five beds depending on the size of the room.
The large room is a hall with about 10 to 20 beds, where men, women, young and old can live, with no privacy at all.
In fact, in the commune here, most people don’t pay much attention to privacy, and often a family of seven or eight people will squeeze on one kang.
To be precise, it is because people are too poor to care about privacy, and the first thing people pursue is cheapness.
Staying in a hotel is indeed very cheap, with a single room costing 50 cents and a large room costing 30 cents.
Of course, the commune is not big, there are not many travelers, business is not very good, and not many people stay here.
Jiang Shiyue and Li Chuntian live in a single room.
Lu Zheng was worried about the safety of the two girls, so he also booked a room in the hotel.
Li Chuntian scoffed at this and said, "I think it's unsafe with you around!"
Lu Zheng grinned, "Then I'll let you see what insecurity means!" Then he dragged Li Chuntian into his room.
"What are you doing?" Li Chuntian refused and kicked him.
"Shh!" Lu Zheng bravely took a kick and pointed at the next room with a grin, saying, "They're getting married soon. Can you give them some time alone?"
Li Chuntian: "..."
Li Chuntian then forcibly took Yangyang out of the room, under the pretext of discussing traditional Chinese medicine with Yangyang.
***
Jiang Shiyue was also a "flying" person in his previous life, and he traveled by "flying" every day.
Normally, I wouldn't be so attached to my bed, but I still feel a little uncomfortable living in this shabby and retro hotel.
Chen Shanhe seemed to have foresight and brought over the sheets and pillows that Jiang Shiyue used to sleep on at home.
Jiang Shiyue sat on the bed next to her and watched Chen Shanhe busy changing her sheets and pillows.
"Chen Shanhe."
"Um."
"I seem to have become rich."
Chen Shanhe kept moving his hands, but he took the time to turn his head and glance at Jiang Shiyue with a questioning look.
Jiang Shiyue shook the bracelet on her wrist towards him.
Chen Shanhe: “…”
Is a silver bracelet considered a fortune?
Jiang Shiyue had to buy silver bracelets in bulk with the money in his pocket.
Seeing that Chen Shanhe didn't believe her, Jiang Shiyue took off the bracelet and handed it to him, "Can you open it?"
Chen Shanhe: “???”
The closed bracelet is opened? Wouldn't that break it?
Jiang Shiyue stood up and walked to Chen Shanhe, pointing to the spot where the bracelet was hit today. "Look, the color here is a little off."
Chen Shanhe looked at the dim light for a long time but couldn't tell what was wrong.
Jiang Shiyue realized that the lights were all yellow, so of course she couldn't see it, so she used both words and gestures to ask Chen Shanhe to take off the "clothes" of the bracelet.
Chen Shanhe hesitated for a moment and finally followed Jiang Shiyue's advice. He borrowed a small screwdriver from the front desk and pried up the surface of the bracelet gently along the gap with difficulty.
Just knock on the area the size of the little fingernail and you can clearly see the golden inside.
"What is this?" Chen Shanhe was surprised.
"Silver-covered gold bracelet. The outside is a plain silver layer, and the inside is a solid gold bracelet." Jiang Shiyue explained.
In 1978, prices were extremely low; even a gram of gold cost only 80 yuan.
This gold bracelet weighs about thirty or forty grams, which is about thirty or forty yuan.
It was nothing to Jiang Shiyue, but it was enough to save Wu Xiu'e and Chen Dingguo's lives at the critical moment.
Jiang Shiyue meant to return the bracelet to Wu Xiu'e.
Chen Shanhe shook his head, "My mother won't accept it."
Neither gold nor silver was worth being a family heirloom. However, it was true that what Wu Xiu'e's mother had passed down was also a recognition of Jiang Shiyue.
At least Zhao Caifeng didn't receive this treatment.
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