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"What's wrong, Teacher Jiang? Are you signing up too?" Fang Chang and a group of students who had come to register together opened their mouths in surprise. They had instinctively thought that the training teachers in the Training Class were at least professionals with plenty of certificates, but now they found out that he was going to take the Computer level exam just like them.
Jiang Yizhou smiled, "I have no choice. I've been self-studying all this time, but my skills are sufficient; otherwise, I wouldn't be able to teach you. I can't afford to not get paid!"
He put away the exam registration documents and said to the students, "Since you've all registered, you can disperse now!"
Before long, most of the people had left. Jiang Yizhou and Fang Chang waited for the bus to go home together. They lived about the same distance away, but Fang Chang was a local and was still in high school. Attending this Training Class felt like a common interest class in the city for the future.
"Fang Chang, are you going home right after registering?" The two young men, Jiang Yizhou at eighteen and Fang Chang at seventeen, were both there. Many in the Training Class were working adults or unemployed individuals looking to earn a certificate to enhance their competitiveness in the job market, unlike Jiang Yizhou and Fang Chang.
"Don't call me Fang Zhang; my name is Fang Chang, with 'Chang' meaning long!" Fang Chang had always been annoyed by Jiang Yizhou calling him Fang Zhang.
"Okay, fine, Fang Chang. The bus is here; let's get on!" Jiang Yizhou took a quick step and boarded the bus, finding a suitable seat.
"Fang Chang, have you heard of a saying?" Remembering various jokes from his past life that made people tear up dictionaries, Jiang Yizhou tried hard not to laugh and asked seriously.
"What is it?"
"Come~day~Fang Chang."
"Call me whatever you want!" Fang Chang turned his head away and looked out the window.
He really was a good kid untouched by internet filth! Unlike the future generation of Internet era kids who were practically corrupted.
Jiang Yizhou interacted with Fang Chang not without purpose; for example, his family worked at the Telecommunications Bureau, and he had just bought a luxurious computer setup typical of this era.
Moreover, he himself was quite interested in computers and the Internet and planned to take related courses. He was just here to check things out and accompany Fang Chang.
According to him, taking leave was quite difficult since the college entrance examination was coming up in July!
"Make sure to study hard! If you don't get into college, that would be terrible!"
Jiang Yizhou waved goodbye to Fang Chang standing in front of his house and advised him. Who knows what he was thinking about starting to learn computers right before the college entrance exam? Wouldn't he have time during summer vacation?
After turning down a few streets, he returned to the Hutong. Pushing open the door, he felt an ominous premonition. What had happened? The house was so messy; it couldn't have been robbed—there were no signs of forced entry, and the door was locked securely.
Jiang Yizhou rarely asked about Mr. Landlord, who had only appeared once and then vanished without a trace.
"Knock, knock, knock... Landlord Brother, are you there?"
After knocking for two or three minutes, Jiang Yizhou heard a loud bang from inside, as if something had been thrown. Did he really make him angry?
"Who is it? Speak quickly!" His tone sounded irritable, and he glanced sideways with an impatient look. Although his body was thin, it was still within a normal range.
There are healthy ways to be a homebody, and Jiang Yizhou still admired him for that.
"Landlord Brother, I just wanted to ask about my Uncle. What happened to that house? It’s a mess!"
"Uncle Jiang? He’s been acting a bit crazy lately, and he’s been with an old lady who’s about the same age. She keeps chanting some scriptures. I couldn’t stand it, so I kicked her out, and Uncle Jiang left with her. He rummaged through everything and took his luggage with him!"
Jiang Yizhou could hardly believe it. The elder who advised him to work honestly at the construction site had turned into this? What on earth happened?
No way, he needed to go see for himself and find out what was going on!
Seeing that Jiang Yizhou didn’t continue to ask, the landlord said, "You and your Uncle better get along. If this continues, don’t rent my place anymore!"
With that, he closed the door tightly, and there was no more sound.
Jiang Yizhou locked the door to his place, hopped on his bicycle, and headed towards where Jiang Youming was—either at home or in the temporary house next to the construction site.
"Quanzi, have you seen Foreman?" Jiang Yizhou asked as he rode up to a group of people and addressed his fellow townsman Quanzi, who was handling cement on the construction site.
"Your Uncle Ming should be in the office!" The young man named Quanzi pointed to a building behind them.
"By the way," Jiang Yizhou continued asking, "Has my Uncle been working here lately?"
"He’s been coming late and leaving early these past few days. I haven’t seen him today!"
"Thanks, Quanzi!" With the information he wanted, Jiang Yizhou quickly made his way to Jiang Youming's office. "Uncle Ming, I need to talk to you about something!"
He knocked on the door, but it was locked from the inside. He had no idea what Foreman was doing.
"Coming! Coming! It’s Yi Zhou! What do you need?" Jiang Youming opened the door and welcomed him to a chair in front of his desk. "Sit down!"
Jiang Yizhou was very anxious. "Uncle Ming, do you know where my Uncle has gone?"
"Yeah, he has been with me," Jiang Youming said unexpectedly calmly, "Isn't it just believing in a religion? Let him be, what's the big deal!"
You know about it! Is this even a matter? I don't feel it at all.
"There are people who believe in this back home too; there's even a church," Jiang Youming completely brushed it off. "It's mostly old folks who gather together, talk about scriptures, and hold services every week. What's so serious about that? It actually means fewer worries; at least they don't have to worry about being lonely when they get old!"
After hearing Jiang Youming's words, he felt a bit strange but didn't know how to refute it. Do you really not care about this at all?
"However, there are some downsides; some don't allow visiting graves or honoring ancestors," Jiang Youming thought of the negatives but then quickly dismissed any opposition. "But they have their way, and we have ours. Why are you so worked up about it?"
"Then should we just let Uncle be so mysterious?" Jiang Yizhou still felt unwilling.
"Yi Zhou, it's not up to you to manage this kind of thing. He believes in a religion; it's not a crime. The country allows freedom of belief, and it's really hard to manage these matters, especially when it comes to elders. As long as he doesn't do anything outrageous, it's fine!" Jiang Youming patted Jiang Yizhou on the shoulder and spoke these words earnestly.
Should we manage it? Can we manage it? The answer is no, and Jiang Yizhou felt a bit lost.
"It's okay; your Uncle is still an honest person. How much can he change?"
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