As soon as the words fell, the crabs seemed to understand and scattered.
Jiang Si smiled and looked at the chicks and ducklings again. But as soon as she approached the bamboo fence, the little creatures came running over happily.
With its mouth open, it purred.
It looks like he's hungry.
Thinking that there was still half a cabbage at home, Jiang Si chopped the cabbage into pieces, mixed it with some cornmeal, and fed it to the dogs.
The little piglet didn’t forget either, and he also made cornmeal, put the leftovers from the night before in it, and also chopped some sweet potatoes in it.
These were told to her by the uncle who sold the piglets, otherwise, Jiang Si would never have known this.
Just look at the way the little pig eats and hums, and you can tell how deliciously it eats!
That is to say, there are few now. If there are more, Jiang Si will be too busy to handle it, and she will only be able to choose [One-click Raising] at that time.
After strolling in the space for a while, Jiang Si came out.
When she lay in bed, she was still wondering if she had forgotten something and always felt like she had missed something.
Feeling sleepy at this moment, Jiang Si had no time to think, and fell asleep with shallow breathing in less than two minutes.
When Third Uncle came the next day, the first question he asked left Jiang Si confused.
"Girl Si, have you told Xiao Huo about your plan to take over Qiongzhou Island?"
Jiang Si: “…”
She said that she seemed to have forgotten something yesterday!
"not yet--"
But Jiang Si swore that she really didn't forget on purpose. Firstly, she had too many things to do yesterday, and secondly... secondly, he was the one who contacted her first every time.
Jiang Si really didn't know his phone number.
Hearing this, Third Uncle had an indescribable expression on his face, "He doesn't have a phone number, but he must have sent you things and written you letters over the years, right?"
“……”This is true.
After the original copy was received, it was either torn up or thrown away.
Jiang Si searched her mind for a long time and finally remembered something.
On her birthday this year, it seemed like that person sent something over.
The original owner was busy with other things at the time and forgot about it. Later, the package seemed to have been thrown into the utility room.
Half an hour later, Jiang Si found the dusty package in the utility room.
When I opened it, there was a piece of fabric inside.
It is her favorite color, sky blue.
There was also a rectangular box inside. Jiang Si originally thought it was a bracelet or something, but after thinking about it, it seemed unlikely.
He is a very serious person. It is surprising that he can buy the material she likes!
With curiosity, Jiang Si opened the box.
Um?
It turns out they are not fountain pens, there are quite a few of them.
Jiang Si has been learning to paint since she was young. She is good at portraits and line drawings, so she is no stranger to fountain pens.
It can be said that this is the brush she uses most often.
However, after the big movement, these foreign fountain pens were only available through special channels, and she hadn't painted for a long time.
"Ahem..." Third Uncle cleared his throat a few times, "There's another letter below."
It’s called a letter, but in fact it’s just four short words.
【Happy Birthday】
His handwriting is just like him, with strict structure and restraint.
However, Jiang Si vaguely remembered that his handwriting didn’t seem to be like this before.
She suddenly remembered the words she often said when she was a child.
"Hey, could you please practice your handwriting?"
"If you write like this, it will be Miss Jiang's shame if you go out and make trouble."
Could it be that he practiced secretly later?
For a moment, all kinds of emotions surged into Jiang Si's heart, and it was her third uncle's voice that brought her back to her senses.
"How about sending a telegram to Mr. Huo and telling him what you want?"
"Um."
Jiang Si nodded in agreement. Since she had some free time today, she planned to accompany her third uncle to the hospital for a follow-up checkup.
Otherwise she would be worried.
After packing her things, Jiang Si went to the post office first.
At that time, telegrams were charged by word, 3.5 cents per word, and if the word was less than seven, it would be charged as seven words.
Jiang Si is not a person who likes to beat around the bush.
After thinking for a while, he sent two words -
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