When her third uncle came over the next day, his first question left Jiang Si completely bewildered.
"Si girl, have you told Xiao Huo about your trip to Qiongzhou Island?"
Jiang Si: "..."
She said, "I think I forgot something yesterday!"
"not yet--"
However, Jiang Si swore that she really didn't forget on purpose. Firstly, she had too many things to do yesterday, and secondly... secondly, he always took the initiative to contact her.
Jiang Si didn't actually know his phone number.
Upon hearing this, the third uncle's expression was one of utter confusion. "He doesn't have a phone number, but over the years, he must have sent you things and written you letters, right?"
"..." Yes, there is one.
The original owner either tore it up or threw it away after receiving it.
Jiang Si searched her mind for a long time before finally remembering something.
It seems that someone sent her something for her birthday this year.
The original owner was busy with other things at the time and forgot about it. Later, it seems that the package was thrown into the storeroom.
Half an hour later, Jiang Si found the dusty package in the storage room.
Open it, and there's a bolt of fabric inside.
It was her favorite sky blue color.
There was also a rectangular box inside. Jiang Si initially thought it was a bracelet or something, but then she thought that was unlikely.
He's such a serious person, it's already quite surprising that he would buy her the fabric she likes!
Filled with curiosity, Jiang Si opened the box.
Um?
They were technical pens, and quite a few of them.
Jiang Si has been learning to draw since she was a child. She is good at portrait and line drawing, so she is no stranger to technical pens.
This is arguably the paintbrush she uses most often.
However, after the Cultural Revolution, these imported technical pens could only be obtained through special channels, and she hadn't painted for a long time.
"Ahem—" Uncle San cleared his throat a few times, "There's another letter below."
It's called a letter, but it actually only contains four short words.
Happy Birthday!
His calligraphy, like the man himself, is structurally rigorous, restrained, and introverted.
However, Jiang Si vaguely remembered that his handwriting didn't seem to be like this before.
She suddenly remembered a phrase she used to say often when she was a child.
"Hey, can you please practice your handwriting properly!"
“If you write like this, you’ll embarrass Miss Jiang.”
Did he secretly practice later?
A mix of emotions welled up in Jiang Si's heart, but it was her third uncle's voice that pulled her back to reality.
"How about we send a telegram to Huo first and tell him you're going?"
"Um."
Jiang Si nodded in agreement. Taking advantage of the free time today, she planned to accompany her third uncle to the hospital for a follow-up examination.
Otherwise, she wouldn't feel at ease.
After packing her things, Jiang Si went to the post office first.
At that time, telegrams were charged per character, 3.5 cents per character, and if there were fewer than seven characters, they would be charged as seven characters.
Jiang Si is not one to beat around the bush.
After thinking for a moment, I simply sent two words ———
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