Age: My Small World

Jiang Xueying's job is actually much simpler.

Soon, Yang Jun caught up with her at the Municipal Archives.

Yes, Jiang Xueying ultimately chose to work at the archives, and it was her own initiative.

In her opinion, there is no job more interesting than organizing books.

She initially wanted to become a librarian, but the library was already full, so she had to choose the archives instead.

Upon seeing Yang Jun, Jiang Xueying, who had been diligently organizing files all day, immediately smiled.

"Why are you here? When did you get back?"

Having received his letter, I naturally knew that he had gone on a long trip.

"Just got back, how's work here?"

Since we've just started chatting, it's natural to ask about work.

"Hehe, with Wei Wen around, work is quite fun."

Wei Wen actually chose the same unit as her, and they even got in together, something Yang Jun was unaware of.

He asked in surprise, "Why did she come to the archives with you?"

Jiang Xueying smiled and said, "She said she didn't want to be a teacher, nor did she want to go to other places. She felt it would be better to stay with me, so we went together. It just so happened that they were short of people there."

Archives are among the least popular institutions; what college graduate with any ambition would choose to work in an archive? This results in a shortage of qualified personnel. For example, two college graduates from Beijing majoring in Chinese Language and Literature wanted to apply, and the archives immediately gave them the green light.

In fact, given their educational backgrounds, any organization would be willing to hire them.

“Our work isn’t too difficult. We usually just organize data, and many people’s files are here.”

As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, and her expression turned somewhat strange.

"By the way, I can't find your file. It seems like it wasn't kept in the archives."

She was naturally very interested in Yang Jun, but there was no information about him in the archives. As for why, she had asked the director, who told her that some people's information required certain permissions to view.

Yang Jun didn't take it seriously and shook his head, saying, "I guess my workplace is special, so they moved my personnel file along with it."

"That's true. Your unit is quite special, as it supplies directly to the logistics department."

Keep in mind that it was directly under the military, so perhaps what he said is true; his unit simply took his personnel file.

In fact, the office had long ago classified his file as top secret. Not to mention the director of the archives, even someone of a lower rank than Zhu Yong was not qualified to view it.

The two walked and stopped frequently, and soon they had gone quite a distance, so much so that Jiang Xueying forgot to ride her bike home.

Yang Jun then said, "How about we go out for a meal together? You've lost weight lately; you probably haven't been eating properly."

Jiang Xueying rolled her eyes at him: "You're not a pig, why would you need to supplement your body? As long as you're full, that's enough."

"That won't do. If you get thin from hunger, you won't have the strength to do any work."

"Oh, so you just think I'm too skinny, don't you?" Jiang Xueying couldn't help but wave her hand and hit him, but Yang Jun grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Xueying's cheeks flushed slightly, and she did not resist, but there was a hint of melancholy on her face.

“You’ve been gone for so long. My mom was asking me the other day why you haven’t come over for a visit.”

"Since Aunt Chen has said so, I must come over for a meal another day."

Seeing that no one was around, Yang Jun lowered his head and kissed her forehead, causing Jiang Xueying to blush completely.

"You said it yourself, so don't forget to come over. I'll take you with me." "Hmm, you and your dad haven't had any trouble, have you?"

"Look at what you're saying. My dad isn't the kind of person who's coy. And he didn't abandon us. He had no choice but to let us live on our own."

It seems she understands Jiang Ying quite well.

"Hehe, Xiaoxue is indeed a good girl. She knows how to appreciate her father's hardships."

"Don't treat me like a little girl anymore. I'm not the silly girl I used to be."

"You're not stupid, you've always been smart."

"That's true." She raised her small face slightly, with a hint of pride.

"Let's go, let's eat."

After taking Jiang Xueying out for dinner, I naturally had to take her home that evening.

Jiang Xueying did not stay in the house arranged by her work unit, because her home was not far from the archives, so she simply stayed at home.

The main reason was that Aunt Chen couldn't bear to see her daughter living alone outside. She and her husband only had one daughter, and they had spent most of their time apart over the years. If Jiang Xueying lived alone on her own, the house would feel lifeless.

So now Jiang Xueying is someone who goes home every day, and over time she naturally gets along very well with her father, who is known to be a doting father.

Before parting, Jiang Xueying couldn't help but remind him again: "Don't forget."

"I understand, I won't forget, I'll come next week."

Yang Jun waved goodbye.

He only left after watching the person enter the house.

Only then did he feel a bit of youthful impetuosity, having been afraid of being caught red-handed by Jiang's father.

He went home that evening; he couldn't forget about his little fish just because he was looking for Yang Ke.

No matter what, Xiaoyuer is number one in his heart, and his daughter can't compare to her for the time being.

"Comrade Yang is back! Oh, you've cut meat again?"

For some reason, I always run into Teacher Li in the front yard. Right now, he's repairing his bicycle with his tools. I wonder where he rode off to at night, since the elementary school where he works is not far away and he doesn't usually need a bike.

"Hehe, I went on a long trip a while ago and just got back. I need to replenish my energy."

"That's true, that's true."

Teacher Li answered with a smile and didn't say anything more.

Yang Jun continued into the courtyard. The courtyard was filled with the aroma of food. Some families were eating with their doors closed, while others were eating at their doorways. They would greet Yang Jun whenever they saw him.

Most of the children would run around the courtyard with a bowl in their hands, only eating heartily when they were running around to different doors, and some would even boast about having eaten meat that day.

The scene was so pleasing to Yang Jun; this was the kind of life he wanted.

Life in the port city seemed wonderful, but he never lacked material things.

If it were someone else, they would naturally think that the port city is better, after all, the convenient living facilities there are addictive.

It's like how most young people from the countryside, once they arrive in big cities, no longer want to go home, since there's no takeout or worry-free utilities at home.

It is only after reaching middle age that people suddenly appreciate the beauty of rural life, and by then most people have developed a longing for their hometown.

Perhaps this is just a cycle of life, going full circle from the starting point back to where we are. (End of Chapter)