Jiang Shiyue took out money from his pocket, counted out eight yuan, put it on the table and pushed it to Chen Shanhe's hand.
Chen Shanhe raised his eyebrows and looked inquiringly: What does this mean?
"I bought a new bicycle today. I'll go to Da Liu's house to return it after dinner. And a few days ago, I borrowed 16 yuan from your brigade commander for Yangyang's medical treatment. We agreed to give each of us 8 yuan. This is my share."
Chen Shanhe looked down at the eight dollars on the table, then looked up at Jiang Shiyue, who looked very businesslike and distant, and felt inexplicably unhappy.
He shook his head and refused, "The allowance was distributed a few days ago, and I have already returned the money to our brigade commander."
"We agreed to split it in half." Jiang Shiyue insisted, "What's yours is yours, and what's mine is mine."
Chen Shanhe frowned upon hearing this, not wanting to discuss this issue with her. "Is this what you want to tell me?"
Jiang Shiyue shook her head, "No. I meant to say that I've found a new job and can move out of the compound. Sorry to have been causing you trouble! If I move out, it will be easier for you two. Of course, I will still fulfill my obligations. I will come back to see Yangyang often and pay child support every month.
As for the divorce, I'll see when it's convenient for you to go through the process. I'll definitely cooperate then."
Chen Shanhe seemed to be choked for some reason, and his heart was a little blocked. "What kind of job did you find?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt that this was not appropriate and added, "Is it reliable?"
Jiang Shiyue had eaten early that morning and was already hungry. After taking a few bites of rice, he mumbled, "It's a reliable place. It's called the Aiguo Garment Factory. I'm a designer and salesperson there. They provide food and accommodation, and I get commissions."
Chen Shanhe was half happy and half worried. After a moment of silence, he sincerely congratulated Jiang Shiyue: "Congratulations on finding a suitable job."
Jiang Shiyue nodded, swallowed the food in her mouth and asked him, "What did you want to say just now?"
Chen Shanhe shook his head. "I forgot. It's not an important thing."
Jiang Shiyue could tell that he was lying, but didn't ask any further questions.
The original owner and he were a fake couple who looked like a couple but were actually not together, and she was not familiar enough with him to dig into the details of their relationship.
After dinner, Jiang Shiyue pushed the bicycle back to Wang Honghe and Da Liu.
Wang Hong and Da Liu were so shocked that they didn't react for a long time. When they came to their senses, Jiang Shiyue had already left.
Wang Hong suddenly raised her hand and pinched squad leader Liu.
Squad Leader Liu cried out, "Honghong, why are you pinching me?"
"I'm just checking to see if I'm dreaming?!"
Squad Leader Liu: “…”
I really want to reply, “Then pinch yourself!”
Thinking doesn’t mean daring.
He touched his arm and patted the bicycle seat. "Even though I deserve it, why do I feel like I just found a bicycle?"
Wang Hong murmured, "Me too. I never dared to dream that Jiang Shiyue would really return our bicycles."
*******
Early the next morning, Jiang Shiyue packed his bags and set off for the city.
She had inquired recently and found out that besides taking the compound bus once a week, another way to go to the city was to walk to the commune three kilometers away, where there was a bus to the city.
The bus only runs twice a day, leaving the city at 8:10 a.m. and 2:30 p.m., and returning at 11:30 a.m. and 4:50 p.m.
It was Jiang Shiyue’s first time taking the bus. She didn’t know the timetable, so she got up early. As a result, she arrived too early and had to wait for more than half an hour before the bus started.
As the car started, I heard the passenger by the left window exclaim in surprise, "Eh?" "Is that kid chasing the bus?"
The passenger with her also turned to look, "I guess that little boy has never seen a bus before. Is he chasing after him for fun?"
The passenger in the back seat shook his head, "You're not just chasing for fun, are you? Look, he fell down and got up and is still chasing!"
After she finished speaking, she stood up and asked the people in the car, "Can you look at whose child this is? Don't chase him out or he'll get lost."
Jiang Shiyue's seat was next to the right window. Upon hearing this, she turned her head and looked back. Her expression changed after just one glance. She stood up and called to the driver, "Master, please stop the car! That's my son."
In fact, the bus had already left the child far behind, and all that was left in sight was a small ball running stubbornly towards the bus. But Jiang Shiyue knew it was Yangyang at a glance.
The car door was halfway open, and without waiting for the car to stop, Jiang Shiyue jumped out and ran back desperately.
She had never fought so hard even in the 800-meter test in her previous life.
The indescribable heartache and guilt made her eyes sore.
Jiang Shiyue rushed to Yangyang and hugged him, "Yangyang, why are you here?"
Yangyang didn't say anything, but handed the assembled Luban lock to Jiang Shiyue.
The Luban lock, also known as the Kongming lock or the Bagua lock, is a toy made of six or nine wooden strips. It is easy to disassemble but difficult to assemble.
The combination of nine wooden sticks is much more difficult than that of six wooden sticks, so she bought the nine-wooden-stick version for Yangyang.
Jiang Shiyue was stunned for a moment, "You chased me just to show me this?"
But he assembled it shortly after he got it last night.
Yangyang shook his head, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Jiang Shiyue thought for a moment and asked him, "Are you chasing me because you can't bear to leave me?"
After a while, Yangyang nodded slightly.
Jiang Shiyue felt a soreness in her chest and tears immediately flowed uncontrollably.
Seeing the scratches on his knees, she thought that he was just a three-year-old boy who couldn't say a word of blame after chasing her for such a long distance.
She clearly told Yangyang last night that she was going to work in the city for a while, but he didn't respond at all.
"Comrade, are you still going to leave?" the conductor shouted at the door.
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