Chapter 129 Letter from Home

The next morning, Zhou Ziwen got up from bed and checked the growth of the bean sprouts as usual, and also watered them.

After a few days of cultivation, the bean sprouts he had grown had emerged, standing one by one on the colander, looking very pleasing to the eye.

"It will be ready to eat in two days."

Looking at the growth rate of the bean sprouts, Zhou Ziwen estimated in his mind.

After breakfast, the Chen sisters, Shen Zhaodi, and Zhou Chaoyang gathered in Zhou Ziwen's yard.

"Today's main task is to sterilize the culture medium. I have a pot in my room ready to use. I just need to stir-fry it evenly."

"Sister, you and Yiyi work at home, Zhaodi and Chaoyang go prepare firewood. I can't provide the firewood." Zhou Ziwen began to arrange their work for today.

"This needs to be stir-fried in a pan!" Chen Qiaoyi opened her mouth in surprise.

Chen Shiying and Shen Zhaodi are not much better off.

Only Zhou Chaoyang was in good condition, but he also frowned.

They know exactly what the culture medium is made of.

But the thought of frying this thing in a pan is still a bit disgusting.

"Use it. This is the condition now. What else can we do if we don't use it?" Zhou Ziwen was also helpless.

He didn't want to waste the whole pot!

He has only used this pot to cook rice once, it’s still brand new!

But since he used it to stir-fry the culture medium, he had no intention of using it for cooking.

A pot costs several dollars!

He wasted it all like this, no wonder everyone looked at him as a prodigal son.

But Zhou Ziwen had no choice. After all, the culture medium needed to be sterilized, which was a very critical step.

If this is not done well, his culture medium will be useless.

In fact, the standard practice is to use a high-temperature sterilization box, but they simply do not have the conditions for this here.

"Okay, start working on yourselves! This is just the first step of sterilization. It still needs to be boiled afterwards. There are many procedures!" Zhou Ziwen waved his hand without looking at their expressions.

Anyway, this is the procedure. Everything that needs to be explained has been explained, and now it’s their turn to get to work.

After leaving home, Zhou Ziwen went to the mushroom house.

The preliminary work on his side is about to be completed. Once the mushroom house is built, cultivation can begin immediately. He has to rush things along.

In fact, the progress of the mushroom house is not slow. According to the current progress, it will be completed in two days.

However, as the leader of the Mushroom Group, he has to show up every day.

After strolling around the mushroom house construction site for a while, Zhou Ziwen leisurely headed home.

Just as I arrived at the door of my house, a postman on a bicycle came up from behind.

"Comrade, comrade, is this Zhou Ziwen's home?" asked the postman.

"I am Zhou Ziwen. Is there a letter for me?" Zhou Ziwen asked.

"Yes, so you are Comrade Zhou Ziwen. Please show me your ID so I can check it." said the postman.

"Okay, wait a moment." Zhou Ziwen nodded.

When he returned home, the Chen sisters also heard the noise outside.

"Brother Ziwen, has the postman arrived? Is there a letter for us?" Chen Qiaoyi asked.

"There should be, you can go and have a look too!" Zhou Ziwen said.

"Um."

Hearing this, Chen Qiaoyi couldn't wait to go out and see.

Chen Shiying also showed an expectant expression on her face.

After being away from home for so long, the only thing that makes them happy is the letters from home.

When Zhou Ziwen came out of the house, Chen Qiaoyi had already gone home to get her ID, leaving only Chen Shiying counting their packages.

"Is there my package?" Zhou Ziwen handed his ID to the postman and asked.

In fact, there was no need to ask. He estimated that given how much his family loved him, they would definitely send something over.

Although he no longer lacks anything, there is one thing that his mother thinks he lacks.

"Yes, this biggest package is yours."

Sure enough, the postman's words verified his guess.

On the side of the postman's bicycle, there was a big package hanging there. Although I don't know what was inside, it must be a lot.

"This letter is also yours, please sign for it." The postman handed over a thick envelope.

Just like last time, this envelope probably contains a lot of letters. Everyone in his family should have written one to him.

"Okay, thank you!" After signing, Zhou Ziwen received his package and letter.

On the side, the Chen sisters also received their letters and packages.

"Excuse me, are Comrade Shen Zhaodi and Comrade Zhou Chaoyang here? Here are their mails." The postman asked while handling the mails of the Chen sisters.

"They went to the mountains to chop firewood. They should be back soon. Look, they are back!" Zhou Ziwen pointed behind the postman. Not far away, Shen Zhaodi and Zhou Chaoyang were rushing back with baskets on their backs.

"Zhao Di, Chao Yang, hurry up, your letters are here." Zhou Ziwen shouted.

“Here I come!”

When they heard that there was a letter for them, Zhou Chaoyang and Shen Zhaodi were both excited. They ran over here hurriedly without caring about the weight of the backpacks on their backs.

As educated youth sent to the countryside, receiving letters from home was what they looked forward to most.

Zhou Ziwen ignored their happiness. When he returned home, he put down the package and letters, poured a bowl of water, and gave it to the postman outside.

The person came a long way to deliver the package to him and was sweating profusely. According to etiquette, he should offer him a bowl of water.

"Thank you!" Seeing the water handed to him by Zhou Ziwen, the postman licked his cracked lips, hesitated for a moment, and then took it.

In fact, he brought some water with him before going to the countryside, but the weather was too hot and he drank it all up long ago.

"It's okay. It's so hot and you've walked such a long way. It must be very tiring. Pouring some water is nothing." Zhou Ziwen smiled and waved his hand.

The Chen sisters and Shen Zhaodi happily saw the postman off, and then couldn't wait to return home and start checking their mail.

They would rather read letters from their families than packages sent by mail.

Because their families miss them, and that gives them the courage to persevere in the countryside.

Zhou Ziwen also returned home and began to check the letters.

I opened the envelope and found several letters inside.

Among them were letters from my father and mother, and this time their letters were separate, not written together like last time.

There are also letters from my eldest and second brothers, and my eldest and second sisters.

As for the last letter, it was sent by Zhou Xiaomei. Her letter was the thickest, and it can be seen that she had a lot to say.

Thinking of his little sister's chattering personality, Zhou Ziwen couldn't help but smile.

Speaking of which, my younger sister and Yiyi have somewhat similar personalities. When they meet in the future, they will probably get along well.

(End of this chapter)