Age: My Small World

Chapter 119 Another Letter
night.

The side room was renovated.

Originally, this was used to store miscellaneous items. After Yang Jun sorted it out, he put the useless things aside, and the remaining space was rapidly reduced.

Two more wooden boards were pulled onto the chair, and it became a bed.

"You can just use the quilt. It just lacks a cover. Or you can use that cotton-padded jacket. I haven't worn it yet." Wei Ran brought a fragrant quilt. It wasn't too new, and it was probably an old quilt she had used.

In other words, when there are no conditions for heating a kang, this is the backup method for many people in the city to survive the winter, that is, to add more quilts.

The cotton-padded clothes were also brought over, which was just right for covering myself at night.

After all, the weather is not too cold now, and I won’t be cold with a quilt and cotton clothes.

"Excuse me, teacher. Please go back to the room."

"You too, go to bed early."

Wei Ran glanced at some notes he had left in the room and turned back to his room.

After she left, Yang Jun, who couldn't sleep for a while, picked up the notes and books and started reading.

Just like the cover I saw before, there are some foreign literature here, and the notes record Wei Ran’s thoughts on some sentences.

There is no such thing as an English-Chinese dictionary nowadays. If you want to translate literary works, you must add your own understanding. Generally speaking, it should look very reasonable. Random translation will only make people frustrated.

English books are only a part of it, most of them are in Russian, after all, this is Wei Ran’s major.

With the help of some basic knowledge he had learned before, he could understand it clearly. If he tried to connect it with the context, he could roughly understand some of its meaning, but it was difficult to truly understand it.

"The Gadfly? There's even this book." Suddenly he saw a translated book.

This is a novel about faith that came from Western Europe. It was published by the Youth Daily in 1953 and aroused a lot of response from young people. It is one of the hottest literary works in recent years.

Yang Jun found the book How the Steel Was Tempered because it mentioned The Gadfly, so he later found the book and read it.

"Teacher Wei actually likes this book and actually made quite a few marks on it."

There were traces of writing in the book. After he looked at it carefully, he found that Wei Ran was actually studying how the translator quoted words and then comparing them with the original text to help her translation work.

"It seems I'm overthinking it."

In a daze, he gradually fell asleep while reading the next book.

At the last moment, I only remember to use my remaining sanity to blow out the wick.

Lamp oil for lighting was expensive and he didn't want to waste it.

The next day.

When Yang Jun woke up again, it was already around seven o'clock.

This meant that he was in a hurry because he had to go chop wood at 8 o'clock, and Xiao Yuer would definitely wait for him on time.

When I walked out of the side room, I saw Wei Ran washing up.

The long, shiny black hair was spread out on the side, which made her look much more beautiful than the original two braids. Yang Jun couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Get up, I made some noodle dumpling soup for breakfast. Just have a bowl before going back." Wei Ran said while brushing his teeth, not caring about the charm he exuded.

Yang Jun paused, then came to his senses and said directly: "Teacher, it's too late for me. I have to go back now."

With that, he walked out, leaving Wei Ran no chance to keep him.

"Hey, hey, hey, why did you really leave? Now I have to cook too much."

...When Yang Jun rushed back, the capital.

"Xiaoxue, the doctor said you'll be able to be discharged in half a month. You're doing very well now. God bless you."

Chen Huiling, the atheist, started to speak without thinking at this moment, because she was too happy.

The corners of Jiang Xueying's mouth twitched: "Mom, when are we going back?"

She couldn't wait to go back to class, looking forward to actually going to and from get out of class with her pen pal, running exercises with him, and walking out of the school gate together. Just thinking about it made all of this make sense.

When she touched her legs, the feeling was no longer the same as before. She could clearly feel the marks of her fingers on her skin. The pain completely disappeared, and was replaced by the strange itch of her bones redeveloping.

"We'll leave after we're discharged from the hospital. We won't stay here for long." A hint of sigh flashed across Chen Huiling's eyes.

In fact, it was not that she didn't want to stay and let her daughter stay in the hospital for a while longer, but the family savings had been exhausted. If they didn't leave, the two of them would probably have to beg all the way back to Feixian.

"Yeah, I know mom."

Jiang Xueying looked at her mother, whose hair had become much drier, with pity in her eyes. She knew very well what she had brought to her family.

After this illness, if my father had not left behind a lot of savings and my mother had not had a very stable job in the textile factory over the years and saved all her salary, otherwise, if it were an ordinary family, we would have been impoverished and in debt.

"Mom, I'm fine now. After I finish high school, our family will be better and better. I can even earn money for you in college." Jiang Xueying hugged her mother's arm and said affectionately.

Chen Huiling touched her forehead with pity: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did your family ask you to earn money? Studying hard is the most important thing."

She hesitated for a moment, then continued, "There's been no news about your father in recent years. When you get a job and join a large company, maybe you'll be able to find out something and see what's going on with him."

When talking about her father, Jiang Xueying fell silent.

As the pillar of the family, Dad Jiang was not dead, but mysteriously disappeared from home one day, leaving only the words "wait for me".

The mother and daughter have been living like this for ten years, and Jiang Xueying's memory of her father has become blurred.

Plus, there were no photos, so if someone came up to her now, they probably wouldn't dare to recognize her.

"Mom, Dad will definitely come back, don't worry."

This was just a comforting word, but Chen Huiling nodded seriously.

"He said he would come back, and he will definitely come back. Xiaoxue, you have to believe your father too." Chen Huiling obviously trusted her husband's words very much.

The topic was a little heavy, so Jiang Xueying suddenly asked, "By the way, Mom, do you have any letters for me?"

"No, just one letter."

"Oh." The girl fell silent.

"I don't know if he received my letter." After the operation, she sent another letter, but unfortunately it had not yet reached someone's hands.

In other words, Yang Jun hadn't been to school for several days, so it would be difficult for him to receive the letter.

In the morning, Fanjiazhuang was surrounded by the mountains behind it, so the rising fog made the whole village a little blurry.

Yang Jun first went back home.

Then I explained to my mother what happened last night.

He also realized that he had missed his birthday.

Fortunately, I also had a bowl of noodles at Teacher Wei’s place, so I’ll just treat it as longevity noodles.

The reason why the eldest sister knitted a scarf for him was probably to celebrate his birthday in advance. She was really foresighted.

　New books for collection
　　
　
(End of this chapter)