He thought for a while and said: "Self-employed people do not have labor insurance. Wait two days and I will help you find a more stable job."
If he just kicked Yu Changle out of the house in a hurry to get a divorce, Meng Jiu'an couldn't do such a thing.
Yu Changle refused without hesitation: "No, I have already made an agreement with others and cannot break the appointment."
Seeing that Meng Jiu'an still wanted to persuade her, he added: "Besides, with my academic qualifications, how can I get into those state-owned units? If you find connections to squeeze me in, wouldn't that be a mistake?"
Hearing what she said, Meng Jiu'an was a little moved. He never expected that Yu Changle would one day consider others.
"But what can you do in a clothing store? You don't know how to tailor."
Meng Jiu'an was still a little worried. If he was just doing odd jobs, then such a job would not last long.
"Who said I don't know how to tailor?!" Yu Changle became more energetic.
"Look, I borrowed Sister-in-law Li's sewing machine to sew this tablecloth myself. Look, it's even lace-ed!"
Meng Jiu'an did not expect that this white tablecloth was sewn by Yu Changle himself, which was indeed beyond his expectation.
Seeing Meng Jiu'an's face full of disbelief, she continued: "I helped someone alter a skirt a few days ago. If you don't believe it, just ask Sister-in-law Li and see if she says I can be a tailor."
Seeing Yu Changle's confident expression when he talked about the tailor, Meng Jiu'an unconsciously believed him.
He nodded: "Okay, since you are confident that you can do it well, then do it well. No matter how big or small the job is, every job has its value and meaning."
I originally thought that Meng Jiu'an, like everyone else, would have a deep prejudice against the self-employed and would feel inferior.
Unexpectedly, he could say such words, which made Yu Changle look at him with admiration.
I have to say that the original owner, among other things, has really good vision!
Just because he thought Meng Jiu'an was a nice person, Yu Changle didn't want to embarrass him, so he took the initiative to say:
"Don't worry, once I'm settled, I'll find a house and move out immediately, and we'll get divorced the next day."
"..."
This is the second time that Yu Changle has proposed divorce. Although Meng Jiuan still didn't believe it, he felt that she couldn't wait for some reason.
This feeling made him a little unhappy: "Okay, it's a deal."
Yu Changle, who was fine at first, suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart when he heard Meng Jiu'an's determined words. The original owner's stamina was too great!
After saying these words, Meng Jiuan stood up without any intention of staying any longer.
Yu Changle knew that he had to return to the army, so he quickly said: "Put the bowl there, you go first!"
Meng Jiu'an made a movement with his hands. This was the second time that he felt that Yu Changle was driving him away.
He picked up the dishes and chopsticks angrily, as if he hadn't heard what Yu Changle said, and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes and clean the stove that hadn't been cleaned before he took his coat and hat and went out.
Until they went out, the two of them didn't say another word, and didn't even make eye contact.
Hearing the sound of the engine coming from outside the hospital, Yu Changle was sure that Meng Jiu'an was really gone.
She rubbed her eyes helplessly, and two crystal tears rolled down into the bowl. She was so fucked about her marriage. She didn't experience the sweetness from love to marriage at all. She only experienced the pain of divorce!
He put away the dishes and chopsticks in a self-deprecating tone and walked into the kitchen, only to find that the stove had been cleaned up by Meng Jiu'an.
Yu Changle raised a wry smile, feeling pity for the original owner. This man... is indeed good.
——
Meng Jiu'an drove out of the compound and was stopped when passing the bus stop.
The person who blocked the car was not someone else, but Liu Fang who had been waiting for a long time.
Liu Fang greeted Meng Jiu'an with a smile on her face: "Lao Meng, would it be convenient to take your car into the city? I'll send Lao Li some change of clothes."
Except in front of Yu Changle or people she looked down on, Liu Fang was generous and kind to others at other times. His husband Li Weiguo and Meng Jiu'an were comrades in the same regiment and neighbors in the same hospital. They were also acquaintances. .
Meng Jiu'an didn't think much about it. He originally wanted to drive back to the army, so he agreed with Liu Fang to get in the car.
Liu Fang happily went to pull the passenger door, but was held back by Meng Jiuan:
"Sister-in-law, please sit in the back seat. The front seat is a little dirty."
Liu Fang was stunned for a moment, smiled coquettishly, and sat in the back seat as she was told, her eyes kept glancing at the passenger seat:
I didn't see anything dirty...
She wanted to sit in the passenger seat simply because she wanted to talk to Meng Jiu'an more easily. It was somewhat inconvenient to sit one behind the other now.
But how could these small difficulties stop her determination to complain to Meng Jiu'an!
Liu Fang first chatted here and there, until Meng Jiuan showed an impatient look on his face and finally brought the topic to Yu Changle:
"Lao Meng, you said that we have been neighbors for such a long time, and they all say that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. My sister-in-law also sincerely treats you as a brother, but there are some things that, tsk, my sister-in-law really doesn't know whether to say or not."
A look of impatience flashed in Meng Jiu'an's eyes. He didn't hide his words as soon as he heard this, and answered without hesitation:
"Sister-in-law Liu, don't force it. If you don't know whether to say it or not, then don't say it."
Liu Fang's face froze, as if she didn't expect that the other party would not follow the routine. She paused for a few seconds and then said:
"But my sister-in-law can't bear to see you being kept in the dark. You said you are such a good officer and have a bright future. How can you be eaten by the crooked-necked tree in the ravine? Why should she!"
Hearing Liu Fang's insinuations about Yu Changle, Meng Jiuan's face collapsed without concealment:
"Sister-in-law, Changle is my wife, not some crooked tree. I hope you can respect each other and live in harmony. I don't want to hear other people gossiping about my wife."
"If she has done something wrong, you can tell me. If she is really wrong, I will naturally accompany her to apologize to you, but this kind of bad-mouthing behavior is too dishonest."
Liu Fang was anxious. Before she could say what happened to Yu Changle, Lao Meng defended her and said she was dishonest? !
"Sister-in-law is doing it for your own good. I don't have time to interfere with other people's business! Do you know what she did behind your back?"
For some reason, these words reminded Meng Jiu'an of that empty room at night, and his heart suddenly tightened.
But her face remained calm: "I don't know, and I don't need to know. She is an adult and has her own freedom of movement. She doesn't need me to supervise or control everything."
"The most basic thing between husband and wife is mutual trust. If you can't even trust each other, then why are you forced to be tied together? Sister-in-law Liu, you don't understand this simple truth, right?"
"Now that I've said that, I might as well say one more thing. I've heard Lao Li vomit his bitterness several times in the company. My sister-in-law is doing it for me. I would also like to advise her not to hold the rope too tight. If If it’s broken, there’s no place to mend it.”
