"What you said makes sense. Let's eat quickly. I'll go ask the village chief about the situation later." Zhao Hongtiao quickly picked up the food in the bowl.

After dinner, Zhao Hongtiao went to the village chief's house to look for someone.

"Your village chief uncle is playing with some children in the house! Just go in!" Yuan Yujuan said to Zhao Hongtiao with a smile.

"Thank you, auntie." Zhao Hongtiao said and walked into the house.

Zhao Maosheng saw Zhao Hongtiao and asked with some confusion: "Why did you come to see me today? Is there something?" After the autumn harvest, the villagers had some free time.

"It's not a big deal. It's just that Wenjuan has left the village for more than a month. I wonder if anyone has received any news from her. I just wanted to ask for the address of Brother Jianguo's unit, so I wrote a letter to ask." Zhao Hongtiao said with a smile on her face.

Zhao Maosheng stood up and said, "I'll go look for it. When I wrote the phone number of the Jianguo Army before, I also wrote his address."

After searching in the phone book, Zhao Maosheng found the address and read it to Zhao Hongtiao: "Do you want me to write one to you, or I can write a letter for you."

"Then please write me an address. I'll ask my elder sister to help me write the letter when I get back." Zhao Hongtiao thought it would be better not to let the village chief uncle know about her and Zeng Wenjuan.

After getting the address, Zhao Hongtiao went home.

"Honghua, come here and help me write a letter."

Zhao Honghua also knew that her elder sister had got the address, so she walked over obediently and said, "Sister, what are you going to write?"

"Just write that everything is fine at home and the vegetables in the fields have grown. The radishes in the fields will be ripe in more than a month, and I'll ask whether they can be sent directly to you or pickled into sauerkraut. Also, ask if your sister Wenjuan is doing well over there and whether she's used to the food." Zhao Hongtiao repeated what she wanted to say.

After hearing what Zhao Hongtiao said, Zhao Honghua rewrote it in her own way and directly handed two pages to Zhao Honghua: "Sister, it's done."

"You're amazing! I only said a few words, and you were able to write so much. People who have studied are different!" Zhao Hongtiao took the letter and read it. Then she thought of Zeng Wenjuan who could read and recognize herbs. She said to Zhao Honghua, "Sister, you happen to be on vacation during this period, so please teach me how to read! I don't want to be illiterate anymore."

"Okay! Except for the time when we dig herbs, we will spend the rest of the time teaching you to read and do math. Then I will be your little teacher. If you don't listen to me, I will hit the palm of your hand." Zhao Honghua said mischievously.

Zhao Hongtiao patted Zhao Honghua on the back lightly: "You naughty girl, you dare to laugh at your elder sister. Go out and feed the chickens outside and fatten them up. We will kill all the roosters during the New Year and give each of you a big chicken drumstick."

"Great!" Zhao Honghua ran out cheering.

After cooperating with the pharmacy in the village, their family's living standard has gradually improved a lot. In addition, they can also find some herbs on the way to and from school, and go to the mountains to find herbs after school, which means they can support themselves. They are also willing to spend money on life.

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At the same time, Zeng Yike took Zeng Wenjuan and Goudan to visit the supply and marketing cooperative.

"This sour jujube cake is a specialty of our area. We can buy some and send it to your childhood friend and the villagers later." Zeng Yike picked up a piece and stuffed it into Goudan's hand for him to taste.

"Grandma, this is so delicious! We can buy some more to give to Ergou and Shitou. They will definitely like it." Goudan took a bite and found it so sour and sweet and delicious.

Zeng Yike smiled and said, "Our dog also thinks it's delicious, right? Then buy two portions, you can send one back to your friends, and keep one at home for yourself."

"Okay." Goudan smiled sweetly.

Zeng Yike patted Goudan's head lovingly, and took two pieces of oil paper from the side, and put spoonfuls of rice on the oil paper for free, and then wrapped it skillfully.

"This portion is for you, take it yourself. When you finish eating, grandma will bring you to buy more." Zeng Yike gave the missing portion in her hand to Goudan.

Next, I saw dried pumpkin and dried eggplant.

"This one is delicious too. Do you want to buy some? Do you want to buy some to give to your friends?" Zeng Yike took two pieces and gave them to Zeng Wenjuan and Goudan to taste.

"It's really delicious. It has a sweet and spicy flavor, so you might buy more," commented Zeng Wenjuan.

After that, she bought a lot of specialties from Jiang Province, and then went home to pack the things. Zeng Wenjuan then took the things and letters to the security booth at the door, and someone would help mail them out later.

When they got home, when Chen Yitang and Zeng Yike weren't paying attention, Goudan was hiding in a corner eating spicy noodles, his entire mouth was red.

"Goudan, what are you eating?" Zeng Wenjuan asked as she came closer.

Goudan realized that he was discovered and smiled awkwardly: "Mom, you're back! This is the food that I bought when we went out to play just now. It's delicious! Do you want some?" Goudan gave the remaining piece in his hand to Zeng Wenjuan.

Zeng Wenjuan looked at the spicy strips in Goudan's hand. She didn't know how much he had eaten, as there was so much chili oil in his hand.

"Who was that just now? How do you know him? And did you find this spicy strip spicy when you ate it?" Zeng Wenjuan asked.

"No, it's delicious. It was the brother downstairs. I met him when I went downstairs to play. He treated me to this." Goudan said happily. He didn't understand why his brother asked him to hide some of the delicious food.

"Okay! Then finish eating! After eating, we will go home and wash our hands. Look how dirty your hands are." Zeng Wenjuan said while holding Goudan's wrist.

When Goudan smiled, his mouth was full of oil, which made Zeng Wenjuan very disgusted. After Goudan finished eating, Zeng Wenjuan took Goudan's hand into the house to clean it.

Zeng Yike then realized that Goudan's mouth was red: "What's wrong with Goudan's mouth? It's so red."

"This kid secretly eats spicy strips outside when you're not paying attention. When I saw him just now, his mouth and hands were covered in oil. When I called him to eat, he said the food was too spicy. Now he's addicted to spicy strips." Zeng Wenjuan said helplessly.

"Hey! Child, eat less spicy strips from outside because they are not clean. Ask your grandfather to make some for you tomorrow, and then you can take them away and share them with your friends." Zeng Yike said to Goudan while putting his arm around his waist.

Goudan smiled shyly and nodded: "Okay! Grandpa is so awesome! He can even make such delicious spicy noodles."

"Your grandpa can make a lot of snacks. When he is free, ask him to make some for you." Zeng Yike said with a smile.