Su Wantang smiled gently, her lips curving upwards.

She glanced at her watch; it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

She slept for ten hours straight.

She didn't experience morning sickness during her pregnancy; instead, she became very sleepy.

After Su Wantang changed her clothes and got up, she found a small note on the bedside table with sharp and vigorous handwriting.

Honey, breakfast is warmed up for you. It's in the pot in the kitchen; there's millet and red date porridge in it, keeping it warm. I'm going to work now, I'll be home at 5 pm.

Looking at the little note, Su Wantang's heart melted completely.

She put the note away and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, meat buns were steaming in a pot, and there was also warm millet and red date porridge in another pot.

Su Wantang could already imagine Lu Linchuan busy in the kitchen for her after getting up early. She smiled slightly, placed the steamed buns the man had prepared for her on a plate, ladled out a bowl of porridge, and carried it towards the dining table.

These steamed buns were bought by Lu Linchuan from outside. The meat inside was very fresh, and the bun skin was very soft and tender. They were very fragrant with every bite.

The millet and red date porridge was cooked until very soft and glutinous, melting in your mouth.

Su Wantang finished eating in no time.

Su Wantang hummed a little tune in a very good mood, remembering that she hadn't mailed the letter she wrote to Wei Juan last time.

You need stamps to send a letter.

Su Wantang took a few cents from the change Lu Linchuan had left behind, locked the door, and headed towards the post office in the military compound.

The military compound was exceptionally quiet in the early morning, the air filled with the fragrance of grass and earth.

Not far away, several military wives were gathered together, chatting and sewing shoe soles.

Upon seeing Su Wantang, their conversation abruptly ceased.

Several pairs of eyes turned towards them simultaneously, filled with undisguised scrutiny and inquiry.

Su Wantang met their gazes calmly and nodded slightly as a greeting.

After she walked over, the murmurs behind her resumed. Although they kept their voices down, snippets of words still drifted over.

"...Is that her? She's really pretty..."

"But I heard she's just a rich girl from the city who can't do anything."

"That's not necessarily true. Yesterday, Old Zhang's husband praised her to the skies, saying that her cooking was amazing!"

"Really? With her delicate skin, she can cook?"

Su Wantang didn't stop walking, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She didn't care about the rumors.

Time will tell.

Soon, we arrived at the post office.

The post office in those days was very small, with only one window. Inside sat a woman in a blue work uniform with two long braids, knitting a sweater with her head down, looking somewhat lazy.

"Comrade, I'd like to buy stamps." Su Wantang gently tapped on the counter.

The woman didn't even lift her eyelids, and asked impatiently, "How many portions do you want? Where are they sent?"

"For shipments to Shanghai, eight cents is fine."

The woman then put down her knitting needles, took out a small notebook from the drawer, and began flipping through it rapidly.

"Here, tear it yourself." She pushed the stamp book forward, her tone revealing impatience.

Su Wantang's gaze fell on the stamp book. She originally just wanted to tear off a stamp at random, but when she saw the design on the stamp, her eyes lit up.

It was a whole sheet of bright red stamps, printed with classic era designs, the colors intense and visually striking.

This... isn't this the legendary "Wen" character stamp set?!

Su Wantang's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat!

This set of stamps will be worth a fortune decades later!