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"What, where is he?" Gao Qingzhen looked around and spotted Jiang Yizhou running quickly along the dirt road leading to the main road. She shouted loudly, "Stop right there, you!"
The nearby dogs were startled and began barking incessantly. Suddenly realizing that such a loud outburst might not be appropriate, Gao Qingzhen shot a fierce glare at her husband. "What are you doing? Why didn't you stop him when you saw him?"
Jiang Maoqiang was now like a turtle retreating into its shell, shrinking back as he looked up at the dimly lit sky. The morning star hung in the sky, still clearly visible; it was indeed a beautiful sight!
"Hmph! I'll settle the score with you when you come back!" Gao Qingzhen thought that her husband might have intentionally let their son go, but for now, chasing after him was more important.
She returned to the house, changed out of her pajamas, put on some clothes, and took out the only bicycle in the house. With a "clack," she opened the stand and rode off in pursuit.
"Son, it's not that your dad isn't helping you!" Jiang Maoqiang was an honest man, tightly managed by his wife most of the time, but sometimes he could be stubborn. He thought about how he often caused trouble for his wife; it wasn't just once or twice. However, what he did was neither good nor bad; it always left his wife feeling uncomfortable.
...
Jiang Yizhou felt quite relaxed as he ran quickly. The countryside in the morning had fresh air, and with his physical condition, running at a pace of four minutes per kilometer to town was completely manageable...
"Jiang Yizhou, you stop right there~~" A familiar drawn-out voice suddenly came from behind. Jiang Yizhou sighed in despair. Could it really be this bad? What on earth is Dad doing? Is he trying to watch a good show?
"Skid~~" The bicycle suddenly stopped beside Jiang Yizhou. His mother held onto the bike with one hand and grabbed his arm with the other. "Come back with me. What do you think you're doing? You just left home and now you're running off again? Not listening to your mom?"
Jiang Yizhou came to a halt. Although he stopped walking, his mother's grip wasn't very strong; he remained motionless despite her pulling at his arm.
"You say something!"
"I... please don't be angry?"
"I'm not angry!"
Although he knew his mother would definitely end up angry, those few lines of dialogue were still necessary; it felt like following a routine.
Jiang Yizhou fixed his gaze on his mother. "What I thought yesterday is what I think now! Not a bit has changed!"
Suddenly feeling trapped in silence while waiting for his mother's response, Jiang Yizhou didn't know what to say first; speaking up would only put him at a disadvantage—at least that's how he felt. Meanwhile, his mother remained completely silent...
"Sister, what are you doing standing here? Oh~~" A man rode by on a tricycle loaded with various items as if he were heading to town to sell things. "Is this your eldest son? He's all grown up now—what a sturdy lad!"
This person is also a relative, and he is a brother of Jiang Maode in the capital. However, they are all from the same village, and most relationships are not bad.
"Yes, Fourth Brother, where are you going?" In an instant, his mother switched to social mode, no longer holding onto her son's arm but instead patting his shoulder. "Son, this is your Fourth Uncle; why don't you greet him?"
"Hello, Fourth Uncle!" Then Jiang Yizhou continued to play his role of being well-behaved and honest, saying nothing and merely responding with a smile to the exchanged glances between the two.
"Well then, I won't delay you any longer. I'm in a hurry to go to the market; goodbye!" Fourth Uncle glared at the tricycle, glanced at his watch, and hurriedly left.
"Mom?"
"What is it? You ride the bike; I'll sit in the back!" His mother shot him a glance, walked around to the other side of the bicycle, and gestured for him to take the handlebars.
Jiang Yizhou adjusted his backpack in front of him, sat steady and waited for his mother to get on before starting to pedal.
The two of them didn't talk much during the ride. When they reached the street, his mother pulled him into a grocery store where they bought a bunch of food: ham sausages, braised chicken feet, and finally found a shop that sold half a roast duck.
"This is the last time! If you spend all your money during the New Year when we go home, next year your father will make you work!" His mother waved her hand dismissively. "Hurry up; don’t delay your money-making plans!"
Jiang Yizhou could sense his mother's intentions but felt a bit helpless about the situation. "But I haven't taken out any money yet!"
Gao Qingzhen paused for a moment before quickly realizing. "You need the password, right? Your birthday and Er Ya's birthday are it; I'll go back now!"
Watching his mother walk away, Jiang Yizhou felt that family was no longer just a vague memory but real people with love and hate—an existence that was both complicated and concerning.
To be honest, he missed his parents from his past life a bit too, but not as deeply as he had imagined. Now he lived as Jiang Maoqiang and Gao Qingzhen's son and Jiang Xiaoya's brother. In their home, there was another version of him that he had no need for and could never possess again.
He blinked hard to wipe away the traces of moisture from his eyes; he still wasn't accustomed to crying in front of strangers.
It was only seven in the morning, and this was just a town; there weren't many buses coming and going. He had impulsively left home with his luggage early in the morning and now had to wait for over an hour.
Walking along the street, Jiang Yizhou soon arrived at the credit union near the town government. Upon reaching the entrance and looking around for an ATM, it took him quite some time to realize that what he held was only a passbook that could be used at the counter.
Sitting outside the credit union waiting until seven-thirty when staff arrived to open the door, he waited a little longer before going inside and handing his passbook through the window.
"Save money or withdraw money? How much?"
"Withdraw it all!"
The staff member inside was a woman in her thirties, and she spoke quite kindly, "Hey, why not leave a dollar? If you plan to use this savings book again in the future, you should keep some money in it!"
Jiang Yizhou thought that he didn't have much money anyway, so he agreed. After completing the process, he felt the bulging inner pocket of his jacket, which contained forty-five bills; that was quite a sum.
At this moment, he no longer felt like everyone around him was a thief or a robber, as he had when he had just bought the Phone Card. After all, this money was earned through his hard work. Being tall and strong, he figured no thief would target him.
...
"Wife, you're back!" Jiang Maoqiang greeted his wife with a big smile as he took the bicycle and parked it. "How was it?"
"What else could it be?" Gao Qingzhen replied, her anger having subsided somewhat on the way home. "No conscience at all! I bought him so much food, and he didn't even say thank you! All he knows is to take money; he's not even as good as our daughter who knows how to help!"
"Right, right! Our daughter is great. I think we should let Er Ya focus on her studies; we’ll have to rely on her to take care of us when we get old!"
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