Zhang Jie was greatly surprised when she saw Jiang Jun's new look: "Xiao Jun, what are you doing?"
In this era when clothing is all neutral, hair length is one of the important signs to distinguish gender.
Jiang Jun smiled and said, "My dad isn't home, and I don't have any manly qualities, so I'll just pretend to be one for a while. When he comes back, my words won't count anymore."
Zhang Jie didn't ask about the Jiang family when she got home, but she had to believe what Jiang Jun said. She also had a question in her mind that she had been wondering about for a long time.
"Xiaojun, you haven't told me where you've been all this time? Several classmates are missing from the class all of a sudden, and I can't find them. I can't even ask them. What happened?"
Jiang Jun spread out his hand to show Zhang Jie the scar, opened his lip to see the ulcer, and pulled his short hair: "Look, I'm sick, and it's not something to be happy about, so I didn't say anything."
I vaguely put this period of time off.
Zhang Jie was a little worried. "Oh, he's quite sick. Xiaojun, there were several classmates who didn't come to school with you at that time, including Wang Aiping, He Xiangdong, Chen Yuefei, Xu Zhijian, etc. Do you know where they went?"
Jiang Yun shook his head.
Shaking your head doesn’t mean you don’t know, it just means you can’t say it out loud.
If it weren't for this accident, she and Zhang Jie wouldn't have the chance to meet again for another three years. "Zhang Jie, where are you going to serve in the army? Are there any other classmates with you?"
"It's right here in our military district. We're from a brother division, exchanging students." Zhang Jie said regretfully, "It's a pity your hand is injured. Soldiers don't accept people with scars."
Jiang Jun was surprised. She really didn't know this. "So there's such a rule?"
Zhang Jie nodded. "Yes, if you have scars, you won't be accepted. You'll be rejected during conscription. If you get injured again after serving, you'll be discharged early. Ulcers and the like don't matter."
Jiang Yun looked at the palms and backs of his hands. Currently, there was no better medicine to promote skin metabolism. It would take at least a year and a half for his hands to recover to their original state.
She had just made up her mind to support the family through her own efforts.
Could it be that all her efforts will be ruined by these shameful scars?
Zhang Jie comforted her, "Xiaojun, are you going back to school? Otherwise, once you get your diploma, you can go to work. Doesn't your mother work at a chemical factory? If you get a high school diploma, you don't have to be a worker at the chemical factory. You can use your connections to get an office job or something."
Jiang Jun shook his head. "My mom took our bicycle away, and I haven't been to school for so long. I might not be able to catch up on my studies."
Zhang Jie whispered, "What's the big deal? We haven't had classes for a month! Shortly after school started, something happened. Martial law was enforced everywhere, and people weren't allowed to walk on the streets. Have you heard about it?"
Jiang Jun nodded, "I know." They couldn't say much more about this matter, so he immediately changed the subject: "Who else in our class is going to the army with you?"
Zhang Jie: "I was the only one going to the recruit company. Lu Huifang was lucky. During the summer vacation, her father used his connections to get her into the propaganda team."
Jiang Jun lowered his head unhappily. "I'm just unlucky. If my dad hadn't been in trouble... Well, let's not talk about it anymore! Zhang Jie, you're going to join the army, and I don't have anything good to give you. I just bought a small mirror and a comb at the service center. How about giving them to you as a souvenir?"
Hong Guizhen happened to hear this and said, "Daniel, you can't give people mirrors and combs as gifts, nor can you give them umbrellas and pins! These are taboos, don't you understand?"
Jiang Jun was a little confused. This was the first time she had heard of this, so she quickly explained, "Grandma, these are all new. I haven't used them before, so what's there to be afraid of?"
Hong Guizhen waved her hand and said, "This mirror and comb are gifts between men and women! You two older girls definitely can't give mirrors and combs as gifts. Giving an umbrella as a gift means parting ways between relatives, and giving a farewell pin means a true farewell."
Jiang Yun and Zhang Jie looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Grandma, you are superstitious."
Hong Guizhen curled her lips: "No matter if you are superstitious or not, you can't give these things to anyone you want to give them as a gift!"
Jiang Jun was helpless: "Grandma, then tell me, what should I give Zhang Jie as a gift?"
Hong Guizhen: "As for my daughter, why not give her a handkerchief, a hairband, or some flowers?"
Jiang Yun smiled and said, "Okay, Zhang Jie, I'll embroider two handkerchiefs for you!"
"Great! I like your embroidery!" Zhang Jie agreed immediately: "You know how to embroider the English alphabet, so why don't you embroider a capital J for me? The J in Zhang Jie's "Jie" should be embroidered with a little twist."
Jiang Yun said straightforwardly, "Okay, then I'll embroider two for you, with your name, jie, or zj."
Zhang Jie waved her hand: "No need, just a capital J, just one J!"
Jiang Jun smiled, "That's easy. I'll embroider it for you in one night! After tomorrow, you can come and get it anytime."
After the big talk was out, as soon as Zhang Jie left, Jiang Jun found paper and pen, and wrote and drew, and finally drew a pattern that he was satisfied with.
It is very difficult to hem the handkerchief by hand, and there is no silk thread of beautiful colors at home. Jiang Yun decided to go to He Xiangdong's house to ask Aunt Bai for help in sewing.
In the evening, before it was completely dark, Jiang Jun saw Chen Yuanwu holding a volleyball on the way and was surprised: "Squad Leader Chen?"
What was even more surprising was Chen Yuanwu: "Xiaojun, you cut your hair!"
In just one night, Xiaojun's hair became shorter and her expression changed. What happened?
Jiang Jun touched his short hair unnaturally: "Well, washing hair is easier."
Chen Yuanwu looked at the blank handkerchief in Jiang Yun's hand and asked, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Yun proudly showed off his design: "My classmate is serving in the army, and this is my gift to her!"
Chen Yuanwu glanced at the handkerchief and saw that no one was around. He smiled slightly and said, "Remember to come to my house when it gets dark. If there is anything new, I will take you home after we finish talking."
"Okay!" Jiang Jun agreed, and walked the second half of the journey almost in excitement.
After changing my mind, everything seemed to be really different.
When they met that evening, the first thing Chen Yuanwu asked was, "Are your hands strong enough to hold a needle? What classmate is so important?"
Jiang Jun seemed to have completely forgotten the grievance she felt the night before: "When we were in school, she was the best to me, always taking care of me and helping me. She knew I could embroider, so she asked me to embroider her name on a handkerchief as a souvenir.
I have scars on my hands. I heard that I have to be discharged from the army. Then I must have some skills so that I can find a job in the future and support myself!
If there's really something wrong with my dad, this little bit of skill is my only hope!"
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