I went to the mail window and asked, and found that there was indeed a letter for her, along with a package. I walked aside and opened the letter.
It was written by my aunt. She said that the family was very happy to see her letter. Although my grandfather said he would not read it, when my cousin read the letter, he listened more attentively than anyone else.
Basically, everyone is worried that you are not living well in the countryside, and there is not much your family can do, so they can only send you some money, some clothes and food.
Tell her not to worry about home, her grandparents will take good care of it. If there is anything, ask her to write to her, and also write to her often when she has nothing to do.
When my grandparents knew that the man had gone in, they were very happy. They drank a few sips of white wine together, and my grandmother even cried while holding Yun's photo.
Although I have never met them, I can feel the care of my family, although this care is for the original owner.
Meng Zhiyu turned the envelope over and took out a remittance slip and a stack of bills, including food coupons, oil coupons, snack coupons, etc. The remittance slip was for fifty yuan.
Meng Zhiyu gave the older woman at the window a few candies, borrowed some paper and a pen, and squatted on the ground to write a reply to them.
Tell them that she will take good care of herself and that they don't need to send her money or bills in the future, that she has enough money on her, and ask her grandparents to take good care of their health, etc.
Pretending to be from a backpack, but actually from a space, he took out a big bag, filled with more than twenty apples, pears and peaches, and several dozen kilograms of red dates. He then bought two cans of milk powder each for the elderly and children, which were suitable for this era, at the mall.
He stuffed the remittance slip back into the envelope, sent the letter and the package, and then Meng Zhiyu carried the package on the back seat of his bicycle, put the iron clip on it, and rode the shaky bicycle back.
Meanwhile, the quarrel in the village was about to blow the roof off.
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