Jiang Yun was stunned by the question.
She thought about it for a long time and found that she had nothing to say.
Huang Chunbo waited for a while but got no answer, so he prompted her again: "How did you let him know that you liked him?"
Hong Hao answered for Jiang Yun: "She can cook and knit sweaters for her partner. Isn't that enough? Why do you have to read to her?!"
Huang Chunbo said seriously: "Writing love letters and reading love poems to express love with the most beautiful words, isn't that what lovers must do?"
Jiang Jun blinked his eyes, looking confused.
She, a future figure who had never eaten pork but had seen pigs fly, actually didn't understand that lovers needed to do more than just physical intimacy, they also needed to write love letters and read love poems! In the time and space of 2020, it seemed that only the artistically inclined in their seventies and eighties could possess such sentiments.
Counting on my fingers, emmm, it seems that people like Huang Chunbo have grown old but still maintained their romantic sentiments!
Hong Hao glared at Huang Chunbo and said, "Do you think everyone is as knowledgeable as you? Yun was a soldier, and she recited battle slogans. You want her to recite slogans to the Japanese like poetry, or recite poetry to Wu in the same tone as reciting slogans?"
This rebuttal is really funny when you imagine it.
Jiang Jun chuckled. "I think (reciting love poems) is so corny! My comrades were all introduced by the organization, or they fell in love, or their parents arranged blind dates with matchmakers. They just found someone they thought was suitable. I haven't seen any of yours."
Huang Chunbo said confidently, "Sister, this is what you don't understand! Cooking and knitting are all about taking care of the family. Mothers do it, wives do it, and nannies do it too. They're household chores! You have to let him know how much he means to you! If your verbal communication doesn't resonate, a loveless marriage will be as dull as dust!"
Jiang Yun laughed secretly, what a nerd, thinking that love was enough to satisfy one's hunger.
The idea that love is enough to satisfy one’s hunger is a joke in the 2020s. Girls are all working hard to build their own careers. Without their own careers, love is useless. Reading a love letter is not as good as reading a list of one’s assets.
After Huang Chunbo left, Jiang Jun looked through the letter she had written to Chen Yuanwu and found that there was not a single word in it that matched Huang Chunbo's words to indicate that they were a couple.
The whole letter is a diary. It is not a love letter, nor even a family letter. It is more like a work observation record.
Recalling Huang Chunbo's conversation as if he were reciting lines from a script, Jiang Jun felt that the letter he had written was simply idiotic.
In order to avoid any more wild thoughts, Jiang Jun ran back to the equipment department dormitory at noon the next day.
Li Caixia was so excited that tears fell: "Teacher Jiang, I thought you didn't care about me anymore!"
Jiang Jun was surprised. "Who said I don't care about you? Didn't I ask Captain Chen to leave all the daily necessities for you? I'm keeping an eye on your work for you."
Li Caixia wiped her tears embarrassedly. "I've been living here for free, eating and drinking for free. I feel ashamed to face people!" She pulled out a wooden box from under the bed. Inside were two long scarves and a sweater. "Teacher Jiang, look, I knitted these for you. Brother Bao has been busy lately and has no time to visit you, so he asked me to wait for you to come back!"
Jiang Jun picked up the sweater. It was made of ordinary acrylic yarn, knitted with a Yuanbao needle. The stitches were even, and after pulling it with his hands, he could feel the elasticity. "Huh? It's knitted quite well. What a great improvement!"
Jiang Yun was generous in praising Li Caixia, because he wanted to teach her how to praise the next generation.
Li Caixia pursed her lips, a little proud on her face: "This is the tenth piece I've knitted. How can I not make progress?"
Jiang Jun was stunned: "The tenth piece? You took it apart nine times?"
What perseverance!
Li Caixia said embarrassedly, "I knitted nine sweaters for Bao's comrades, but the first one fell apart because Bao couldn't bend his arms when he put it on... Then I asked Teacher Ma and Sister Wang for help, and I got better and better at knitting."
"Oh wow! You've gotten to know quite a few people now?" Jiang Jun was amazed. "You're even more popular here than I am, and you've even learned to serve the people!"
Li Caixia pinched the corner of the clothes and rubbed it back and forth: "My service was not in vain. I helped Bao Ge's comrades knit sweaters. They all gave me wages, so I bought wool and knitted a sweater for you. Teacher Jiang, please try it on. If it doesn't fit, I will knit it for you again."
Jiang Jun certainly wouldn't let Li Caixia down, and immediately took off his cotton jacket to try on a sweater.
Cake seller, this is the first Li Caixia brand sweater Jiang Yun has worn since he can remember, so why not wear it?
"It fits me perfectly!" Jiang Jun exclaimed exaggeratedly, then put the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around his neck again. "It's very soft, beautiful, and it keeps out the wind!"
Li Caixia and Gao Xin blushed. "Really? Teacher Jiang, can I knit you another one?"
Jiang Jun looked at the wool basket and said, "No need. You can help me knit first. I have two sweaters to change into. They are still growing. I will have to pick up fifteen more stitches when I knit next time. I will draw a few new patterns and teach you then."
Judging from her craftsmanship, if Li Caixia can knit ten or eight more pieces, she will be able to reach the level of knitting wool sweaters.
Li Caixia was almost stunned by her excitement: "Teacher Jiang, put on your cotton coat quickly to avoid getting cold. Take this sweater home and wear it. Do you think the scarf looks good? I'll knit it for you when I have time."
The same thing kept coming back over and over again: to do more for Jiang Jun.
Jiang Jun put on her cotton-padded jacket and said, "I'll wear it right now. I'll also put on my scarf. Just be careful. I'm going to the logistics department to do some work, and then I'll go find Captain Chen and the others."
Li Caixia was reluctant to leave, her eyes reddened: "Teacher Jiang, when will you come back?"
Jiang Jun was very sensitive: "You live here alone, are the neighbors okay? No one is looking for you, right?"
Li Caixia shook her head. "No, there was a spider in the kitchen once. Secretary Niu was so scared that she screamed and cried. I rushed over and killed it. It just fell into her pot..."
Jiang Jun put his hands to his mouth and whispered in Li Caixia's ear: "If she dares you, go to the woods and catch some grasshoppers or cows, throw them into the kitchen, and let her yell at him."
I will not offend others unless they offend me. If my kindness is not rewarded, I will return the favor.
Jiang Jun saw that it was about to snow, and it was unsafe to ride a bicycle, so he had to hurry. "No, it will change soon. I'll leave you a scarf. I'll come back when I find a ride. Don't be too stingy with your food, you've lost weight."
After hurriedly saying a few words, Jiang Jun turned and left. He couldn't bear to look at Li Caixia any longer, for fear that he would be soft-hearted and stay again.
When Jiang Yun returned to the courtyard, the snowflakes were finally flying everywhere.
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