Transmigrating to the 60s: I Have a Capital Hukou

Jian Shu obtained a spatial dimension. Having read countless novels, she immediately hoarded supplies, preparing for transmigration or the apocalypse.

A few years later, Jian Shu had already ...

Chapter 296 Ice Compress

Looking at Jianshu's forehead, she found that the redness and swelling had improved a lot, only a faint redness. Seeing that she didn't want to force it, Li Chunmei nodded and said, "It looks much better. In that case, I will return the basin first to save you from waiting."

"Hey, Sister Chunmei, wait a minute." Jian Shu stopped Li Chunmei as she was about to leave and took out a few White Rabbit candies from his bag and handed them to her. "When you return the washbasin later, give these to the kind conductor as well. It's a small token of my appreciation."

After all, they had helped get the ice, so thanking them was the right thing to do. And people who were polite were more respected, so Li Chunmei didn't have to worry about people's expressions when she returned the basin.

At the same time, she might even be able to gain the friendship of a train conductor, which would be useful for someone like Li Chunmei who often takes the train.

Why not kill three birds with one stone? And all she had to pay was a few White Rabbit candies.

There was already quite a bit of it in the space, and apart from occasionally giving it to some close people, there was no consumption. In addition, Jane's father's comrades-in-arms occasionally sent her things. Although not frequently, there were too many people.

So as one thing increases while another decreases, things not only don't decrease, but increase.

Especially after she started dating Gu Mingjing, Uncle Gu's mail became even more frequent, as if he had completely let go. Jianshu couldn't help but write three letters to him in a row before returning to his usual frequency.

Although the packages I received each time were a little bigger and heavier, this was already the limit of my efforts. At least a lot of things were missing, right?

Every time Jianshu saw that large package, he seemed to see Gu Zhan's smug smile: You won't let me send it more times? Then I'll send more at once. Now you have nothing to say, right?

Thinking of this, Jian Shu couldn't help but shake his head and laugh. No wonder he could raise someone like Gu Mingjing. They truly are father and son.