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Chapter 11
Ye Xuanhan got bored of playing with her pigtails and started picking her fingers again.
“If you don’t give it to me, I will report it to the Youth League Office.”
“You educated youth are living in the countryside in a turbulent manner, not only do you not learn good things, but you also deceive the feelings of a poor girl like me.”
“They took a lot of food from my family. This is squeezing the blood and sweat of the working people.”
“If anything goes wrong, I’ll probably be sent to a farm for reform.”
When talking about the word “transformation”, Ye Han even emphasized the word.
Wang Jianjun’s parents are capitalists. Two years ago, they were framed, had their heads shaved like yin-yang, and were sent to a farm in Northeast China.
The farms in Northeast China are cold, the environment is poor, and we always don’t have enough food.
A large part of the food rations and money that Wang Jianjun cheated from Daya was intended to be sent to her parents.
If he also goes to the farm by then, who will have a chance to get food?
In the middle of winter, Wang Jianjun broke out in a sweat. “Han, don’t be impulsive. Give me some time. I will get the money together. Ninety yuan, right? Give me two months, no, three months. I will definitely pay it back in three months.”
“One month. If you can’t pay it back, just wait,” Ye Han waved his hand, pulled Jiang Wang’s sleeve and left.
Wang Jianjun behind him asked, “Xianhan, are you really so cruel? We were once lovers, don’t you have any feelings for us?”
Ye Han rolled his eyes and turned his head away.
“Wang Jianjun, let me introduce you solemnly.
Standing next to me is my fiancé Jiang Wang. He has broad shoulders, long legs and a good-looking appearance. He comes from a good family and is very career-oriented. He is so much better than you.
Please stop saying things that might cause misunderstanding. I’m afraid our Jiang Wang will be angry! ”
Ye Xuanhan grabbed Jiang Wang’s sleeve and left.
After walking a long way, Ye Hanhan finally let go of Jiang Wang’s sleeve and said, “I’m really sorry to bother you today. I’ll definitely treat you to a meal at the state-owned restaurant when I’m free some other day.”
Jiang Wang looked calm, but the upturned corners of his lips revealed that he was in a good mood at the moment, “Yeah.”
Ye Xuanhan really thinks Jiang Wang is a good person. If Daya had left a day later, she might have really married him.
Forget it, there’s no point in thinking so much. The best thing is to live a good life now.
Ye Xuanhan brought Jiang Wang back home and tidied up the house.
But looking at the messy house, it’s no longer habitable.
Jiang Wang suggested: “Why don’t you stay at the guesthouse in town for two days? I’ll buy some things for your home, and then you can come back when it’s ready for living.”
“This… isn’t a good idea,” Ye Han frowned. He had already taken the hundred dollars from Jiang Wang and couldn’t trouble him anymore.
“Your house is no longer habitable,” Jiang Wang pointed at the garbage on the ground and the shaky lock on the door.
Ye Xuanhan was helpless. With the space in his hands, he was not afraid of lacking anything, but he just couldn’t use it.
“Thank you for your kindness, but I’ll have to pay for the repairs of the house myself,” said Ye Hanhan.
Jiang Wang looked at Ye Han quietly for a moment and nodded.
Ye Hanhan found a new lock and locked the door of his house, went to Li Erhe’s house to ask for a letter of introduction, and then followed Jiang Wang to the guesthouse.
When I arrived, I saw a slightly plump waitress sitting at the counter, knitting a sweater.
Ye Xuanhan handed the money and letter of introduction to the receptionist, who looked at her and Jiang Wang.
“Are you going to open one or two?”
“One room, and I live alone,” said Ye Hanhan.
Soon, the room was opened and Ye Hanhan went in with his things.
The environment of the guesthouse in the 1970s was not very good, just like the hotels near train stations in later generations. The gaps in the wooden floors were full of dust and the walls were not soundproof.
While walking in the corridor, Ye Han could hear voices talking inside the house.
There is a row of public water rooms outside. If you want to drink hot water or wash your face, you have to go to the water room.
Opposite the water room is the toilet. Because the temperature is low in winter, the smell is not that bad. If it were summer, it would probably be so suffocating that it would kill someone.
When I opened the door, I found the room small and cramped. There was a small window opposite the door, and underneath it was a small bed and a small table. On the table were two upside-down enamel cups.
Jiang Wang stood at the door, pointed at a room and said to Ye Han: “I live across from you. If you have any problems, you can always come to me. If I’m not here, just knock on the room to your right, he will be able to help you too.”
“Yes, thank you.”
Ye Xuanhan lowered her head and her stomach began to growl again. She was hungry.
I originally planned to go home and cook after buying food, but I was delayed by Ye Yong and the other idiots, so I didn’t even have breakfast or lunch.
It’s past three in the afternoon and I’m still hungry.
Ye Xuanhan wanted to close the door and take out something to eat from the space, but then he remembered that Jiang Wang didn’t seem to have eaten anything, so he gave up the idea of eating alone.
“Jiang Wang, I’m hungry,” Ye Han said.
“I’ll take you to the state-owned restaurant.”
Ye Hanhan wanted to say that he treated him to a meal, but he didn’t have time to say it.
Never mind, let’s talk about it when we check out.
The state-owned hotel in the town was just across the street from the guesthouse, and the two arrived there quickly.
The State-Owned Hotel from the 1970s also has a very vintage feel. The doors and windows on the outside are made of mahogany and glass, with the words “State-Owned Hotel” in red on them. When you go inside, you can see the counter next to it.
The waitress, wearing an apron and arm sleeves, sat behind the counter. Above her head were a bunch of wooden signs with the names of various dishes written on them.
The waitress standing at the counter saw Jiang Wang and her eyes lit up. “Comrade, what do you want to eat?”
Jiang Wang did not answer, but looked at Ye Xuanhan, “You order.”
Ye Xuanhan, who had been drooling over the food for a long time, looked at the menu and said, “I want braised pork, sweet and sour fish, braised beef, stewed spareribs, stir-fried Chinese cabbage, and two bowls of rice.”
State-owned restaurants in the 1970s did not cut corners, and the chefs had superb cooking skills, so even the dishes in state-owned restaurants in small towns were incredibly delicious.
This was simply a temptation for Ye Han, who had been hungry for the whole morning.
“What?” the waiter asked in surprise, “Can the two of you eat so much?”
Jiang Wang looked at her with some surprise.
“Just serve the food. I promise not to waste a single bite,” Ye Han pushed his hair behind his ears to avoid affecting his performance.
While Jiang Wang was taking the money, she took the initiative to hand the money and ticket to the salesperson.
“Jiang Wang, I promised to treat you.”
Jiang Wang frowned slightly, but when he saw the waiter had already put the money and tickets into the counter, he didn’t say anything.
The two sat at a table against the wall, facing each other.
Ye Han took out a hundred yuan and the bill from his pocket and gave them back to Jiang Wang, “I’m sorry, I’ve thought about it and I still can’t accept your money.”
Yesterday she didn’t remember that Daya still had two hundred yuan and tickets left. Today she remembered it and she must return them to Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang stared at the little girl in front of him carefully, wondering if it was his illusion. After not seeing her for a day, she seemed to have become whiter and her spirits were much better.
“Are you distancing yourself from me?”
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