Chapter 10: Reborn 1987 Chapter 10: Hardship

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Protagonist:

Jiang Wenyu

"How is it, can you fix it?" Li Chen asked with a smile. Although he asked this, it seemed he had already determined that Jiang Wenyu would fix it.

Jiang Wenyu also smiled, circled the record player twice, and then said, "The color TV is no problem. This thing is a bit troublesome, though. Can't fix each one in two or three days."

"Haha, we've got plenty of time. As long as you can fix it, there's no problem!" Li Chen laughed heartily, seeming quite happy as well.

Since there was no problem, Jiang Wenyu naturally agreed. The two agreed to go directly to Li Chen's shop tomorrow to start repairs. Right then, they took the three power cords and borrowed some tools from Li Chen before hurrying off.

Not long after, they returned to Cheng Dacheng's Wangba Ting. He was still waiting anxiously at this time. Seeing Jiang Wenyu return, he hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Jiang Wenyu smiled and pointed at the gunny sack in his hand; only then did Cheng Dacheng let out a breath of relief.

With tools and parts, the repair was simple enough. In less than an hour, the power cords had been replaced. They plugged it in, powered it on, and the computer ran normally.

"Great!" Cheng Dacheng was so happy he almost danced with joy. Jiang Wenyu, however, fixed his gaze on the monitor and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"As expected, the internet in this era is still hard to develop." There was actually very little content on the monitor — mostly just small games — but even so, it still attracted many people's gazes, counting as revealing its head in this vast market. But Jiang Wenyu understood: now was not the time yet.

"Brother, thank you so much!" Cheng Dacheng grabbed Jiang Wenyu's hand and shook it vigorously, grinning from ear to ear. At the same time, he said, "Brother, I've made this friend for sure. If there are any problems in the future, I'll have to ask you for help again!"

Jiang Wenyu wiped the dust off his hands and smiled, "Sure thing. I'll leave you my home address."

After leaving the address, Cheng Dacheng didn't forget the main business. He asked, "Brother Jiang, you tell me — fixing these plus those three power cords, how much money in total?"

Jiang Wenyu said directly, "Those power cords were a gift from a friend, so let's waive that. Consider it making a friend. As for the repair fee… you decide what to give."

Jiang Wenyu's attitude could be said to be quite good. In Cheng Dacheng's eyes, he looked like a genuine good guy. He was moved beyond words, but currently couldn't produce the money. He said he'd have to wait until reopening for business to get the money. Jiang Wenyu wasn't in a rush either and agreed.

After packing up the tools, he left amid Cheng Dacheng's words of thanks.

Busy for a day, time had come to afternoon. He followed yesterday's route all the way to the Kindergarten near the suburban Food Factory, standing at the front gate holding an umbrella, waiting for his daughter.

Yesterday's scene was vivid in his mind, and it put Jiang Wenyu in a very pleasant mood.

"Eh? You are… Mr. Jiang Wenyu, right?" While he was immersed in his thoughts, a clear female voice came from behind.

Hearing the voice, he turned to look. He saw a young woman in a white long dress holding an umbrella, looking up at him. Her face was quite delicate, two braided pigtails hammered against her shoulders. Jiang Wenyu recognized her at a glance — precisely that female teacher from yesterday.

He was about to greet her, but the other party immediately bowed and apologized: "Mr. Jiang, yesterday… yesterday I was too rash. Please don't take it to heart."

Jiang Wenyu waved his hands repeatedly: "It's fine, it's fine. If you want to blame someone, blame me for not often coming to pick up Nuan Nuan, making it so the parents and teachers don't recognize me."

Hearing him say this, the female teacher also smiled at once, revealing two cute little dimples on her face. Judging by her age, she should be a few years younger than Jiang Wenyu and Chen Lan. After chatting a couple of sentences, he learned her name was Wu Miaomiao. She was a teacher at this Kindergarten. Because Nuan Nuan was frail, she often looked after her. Chen Lan had mentioned her before.

Toward the person who took care of his daughter, Jiang Wenyu figured he had quite a good impression. Right then, they chatted a couple of sentences. By the time they finished talking, the children had all come out of the Kindergarten one after another, picked up by their parents in succession. Xiao Nuannuan also walked out from inside. With one glance, she saw Jiang Wenyu. Different from yesterday, today's Nuan Nuan walked over quickly without any hesitation.

Jiang Wenyu smiled and picked her up, saying gently: "Nuan Nuan, come, hold the umbrella. Let's go pick up Mom."