"That's true."
Peng Shiyu paused for a moment, then immediately nodded in agreement.
At this time.
Shouts were heard outside.
"Letters and packages to Lin, Peng, Su, Mu, and He, the educated youth."
Needless to say, it was the postman again.
"I have letters too?"
Peng Shiyu was both surprised and delighted; she was very happy to receive a letter for the first time.
"It must have been your family who wrote to you."
Lin Jingyu chuckled, "What's so strange about you receiving a letter?"
Mu Qiuyue also cheered, "My family also sent me a letter, let's go get it quickly."
"You guys are doing well, each of you getting letters and packages."
Yang Shujue's expression grew increasingly gloomy. She glanced at Lin Yue'er, who was lost in thought, and couldn't help but mutter, "It's not like I'm the only one who doesn't have anyone to send letters."
"It doesn't matter if no one sends you letters, it's good that you have people like us around you."
Lin Jingyu, carrying a large slice of watermelon, said as she walked out, "Being content with what you have is good. There are some things you don't have to force. Just cherish the people around you."
Yang Shujue was stunned.
At this moment.
She felt that the other person understood her.
My nose started to sting, and I instantly felt that this guy was quite kind-hearted.
"Damn, this girl actually made me drink a bowl of chicken soup."
Yang Shujue's face showed a playful expression, "Why do I suddenly feel like this girl knows more than I do? Could it be that I really am a 'Roadman'?"
Lin Jingyu was unaware that her casual words had once again stirred up Yang Shujue's sensitive nerves.
Of course, even if she knew, she wouldn't care.
Seeing a crowd surrounding the postman, Lin Jingyu stood aside and waited.
Lin Jingyu only came over after everyone had left with their letters or packages.
"Uncle."
Lin Jingyu greeted him with a smile, "Thank you for your help again. Here, have a piece of watermelon to soothe your throat."
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