The brother and sister were polite to each other for a long time. Jiang Sinian took a step back, took the steamed bun from Jiang Shiyue and gave the only piece of chicken in his bowl to Jiang Shiyue.
Jiang Shiyue couldn't hold it in any longer and slammed the chopsticks on the table.
Chen Shanhe put down his chopsticks and patted Jiang Shiyue's hand lightly.
Mike didn't understand why, but after spending so much time with Jiang Shiyue recently, he had a better idea of her temper. He grabbed his bowl and moved aside calmly. For the first time, his gossipy mouth closed tighter than a river clam.
Jiang Sinian looked bewildered. He stammered for a long time before mumbling, "I...I...washed my hands and used the chopsticks upside down."
Jiang Shiyue's tears flowed without warning.
Jiang Sinian quickly put down his chopsticks, "Sister, don't cry! I won't pick up food for you next time. No... I'm leaving now." He hurriedly picked up the chopsticks and put the chicken he had just put into the bowl back into his own bowl.
Jiang Shiyue cried even louder.
She is not a person without a mouth. She is just so sad that she can't speak at this moment. She feels that whatever she says will be wrong.
Jiang Sinian became even more panicked and was at a loss. He wanted to go forward and wipe Jiang Shiyue's tears, but he was afraid that she would think he was dirty. Finally, he looked at Chen Shanhe for help.
"Brother, don't be anxious. She doesn't dislike you, she just... feels sorry for you." Chen Shanhe spoke carefully, hiding the part about Jiang Shiyue's guilt and self-blame.
"Ah!" Jiang Sinian breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Yueyue, don't cry! Brother is fine, right? I've gotten used to it over the years. I'm happiest when you're fine."
Just as the team leader said, Jiang Shiyue was dressed beautifully, her face was clean and fair with a hint of pink, and she looked even prettier than the movie stars on the posters that the workers had secretly hidden. She didn't look like she was suffering at all.
On the contrary, although Chen Shanhe himself is cleaner and more upright than himself, he looks like a hard worker.
Jiang Shiyue should not have suffered much since following Chen Shanhe.
Jiang Shiyue cried for a while, buried her head in Chen Shanhe's chest, wiped her tears on his clothes, and said with a heavy nasal voice: "Brother, I will take you back to the city."
***
Jiang Sinian had to go to work in the afternoon, so Jiang Shiyue, Chen Shanhe and others stayed in Jiang Sinian's single wooden house for the time being.
Chen Shanhe took out a handkerchief, dipped it in water, and wiped Jiang Shiyue's face clean. "I'll find a way to transfer Big Brother back."
We said everything we needed to say during lunch.
Although Jiang Sinian had also undergone hypnosis, his memory had not changed much, and he still remembered most of the things related to Jiang Shiyue.
Jiang Shiyue told Jiang Sinian the truth, but didn't mention much about her studies and work.
Jiang Sinian lived like this, and she was afraid that talking about her life would sound like bragging.
Only then did Jiang Sinian realize how powerful his parents were.
Seeing that he was only happy that his family was there, Jiang Shiyue couldn't help but ask him, "Brother, your memory has been tampered with, and it has even affected your life. Aren't you angry?"
"Why are you angry? They didn't abandon us on purpose. They just wanted to protect us. How can they be any better? They've been living a life without any freedom for the sake of safety and secrecy. We're all alive and well, and we can be reunited as a family. There's nothing wrong with that."
Jiang Shiyue nodded and said, "I'll go find the captain and ask about the situation later."
It doesn't make sense that everyone else returned to the city and only Jiang Sinian was left behind.
Chen Shanhe hesitated for a moment and then said that he wanted to go out of the mountain and try to come back in the evening.
Jiang Shiyue didn't ask why and nodded in agreement.
Mike followed Chen Shanhe away.
Jiang Shiyue rummaged through her luggage, took out the melon seeds that Mike used to relieve his boredom, grabbed a few handfuls and put them in her pocket, then left the cabin.
The farm is very big.
But there don't seem to be many workers.
Maybe there were a lot in the past, but now there are fewer.
The workers on the farm are a bit like the worker ants in an ant nest, each with their own division of labor and yet working as a team.
Some people cut the wood, some transport it, and some process it.
Jiang Sinian is a senior carpenter who makes semi-finished products from the wood planed by his fellow workers.
For example, furniture or doors and windows.
Jiang Shiyue saw Jiang Sinian directing the people in his team to work from afar. He stopped for a while, then turned and walked towards the cafeteria.
"Master, let me deliver the bowls, thank you!" Jiang Shiyue handed the clean bowls and plates back to the cook.
In a place like this, there is no such thing as a chef or a cook. There are only two or three people responsible for the meals of a hundred or so people.
Of course, even if there are two or three people, there is always someone in charge.
The person in charge was a bald man, Master Lu, who was in charge of lending them bowls and plates at noon.
Master Lu saw the bowls and plates that Jiang Shiyue brought, and they were washed clean, except that the top bowl was upside down. He didn't understand why, so he lifted it up and took a look.
There was a box of cigarettes in the bowl, and a five-yuan bill next to the cigarettes.
Master Lu suddenly let go of the bowl, put it on, glanced around, cleared his throat, straightened his malicious face, and said with a smile, "Comrade Jiang, you... this is too polite!"
Jiang Shiyue showed her standard eight teeth, "Master Lu, you are so polite! Thank you for taking care of my brother during this period of time."
Master Lu’s face froze.
On the farm, unless you were a fellow villager or a close friend, there was no such thing as care. We were all grown men, earning our livings by our own abilities.
Chef Lu often withheld food from the workers, including Jiang Sinian.
He looked away, and a hint of guilt appeared in his smile. "I will take better care of Brother Si Nian in the future."
For five bucks' sake.
"That's not necessary." Jiang Shiyue shook her head. Her brother wouldn't stay here long and didn't need anyone to take care of him. "I just want to ask Master Lu something."
Master Lu looked puzzled. "What can a cook like me know?"
It's just a few pieces of pork and vegetables. How can I report it without letting the captain know and still put some money in my pocket?
"My brother said that most of his peers returned to the city during the same period. I'd like to ask how the conditions for returning to the city were determined. I know my brother well; he's a hard-working and honest worker. There's no way he wouldn't be eligible to go home, right?"
Master Lu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Jiang Shiyue asking about this. He pointed to the table in the hall and said, "Wait here for a while. I'll send the dishes back to the kitchen and explain it to you in detail."
It's obvious that these dining tables were made by the workers themselves. They are sturdy and durable, but they are not very beautiful, and even the edges are not polished smoothly.
Master Lu came out and saw Jiang Shiyue touching the edge of the table. He smiled and said, "We're all rough guys, we don't care about details. Besides, we're always working so hard that we don't even have enough time to rest. We eat in a hurry, so it doesn't matter if the table is flat or not. Especially in the past two years, the workers have been so eager to return to the city that they have no time to pay attention to these trivial matters."
When Jiang Shiyue heard Master Lu return to the main topic, he withdrew his hand, leaned back on the chair, and put on a listening posture.
"I'm a talkative person, so don't think I'm going off topic! Our farm was established three years ago. Back then, no one wanted to come here to open up wasteland. Let me tell you, anyone with some skills or savings wouldn't come here. So there are almost no locals here. Most of them are educated youth who went to the countryside, and most of them came from less-than-perfect backgrounds."
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