Qin Fulin sighed as he looked at Qin Ye's usual indifference.
"Qin Ye, originally, I was thinking about giving you back that job, to let you start working after the new year, with your leg..."
"There's really no need. I sold it for money in the first place, there's no need to return it, and I don't need it either."
Qin Fulin felt a bit embarrassed as the matter was mentioned.
Back when his elder brother had an accident, that job in town had become highly coveted.
In the end, he had his wife borrow fifty yuan from her family, and with that, he bought the job.
He knew the amount was a bit low, as jobs were sold for one hundred yuan nowadays, and some even fetched a higher price.
Qin Ye lifted his eyelid slightly, "No need. The job was sold to you then, so it belongs to you."
"But..."
"There are no buts, just let it be!" Qin Ye's attitude was as cold as ever.
Qin Fulin knew his heart had been deeply wounded by the old house's side, and he sighed, "...then take care of your injury, I'll be going now."
After saying that, he took a long look at Qin Ye and then walked out.
When he saw Qin Yu still in the yard, he was about to speak when he saw the boy run over and stuff the brown sugar back into his hand.
"We don't want it." Qin Yu dropped this sentence and ran off.
Qin Fulin: ...
*
Rong Yan was riding her bicycle when she unexpectedly saw Ye Yu and Xu Ke together on the road.
Upon reflection, she realized what they were up to.
They probably apologized using the loudspeaker and, too ashamed to return to the intellectual youth dormitory, and with Xu Ke's injuries, they must be heading into town by now.
However, were the two of them arguing as they walked in front of her?
Pedaling past, she rode her bicycle right by them.
Ye Yu and Xu Ke were almost startled as they saw the cycling figure pass by; they were momentarily at a loss for a reaction.


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