Li Zhiyuan was even happier to hear this. "Yes, yes, yes, it's a good thing. You're so good at talking, girl. I like hearing it."
"Grandpa Li, I'm glad you like it. Grandpa, I'll be going now. Remember to give it to the others. I have to go to my uncle's house today, or it will be late."
Li Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "Go on, go on, I'll take it to those old guys." With that, he skipped into the house.
After watching Li Zhiyuan go inside, Song Lili turned around and went home.
The elderly people were delighted to hear from Li Zhiyuan that a letter had arrived from home. They spontaneously gathered around Li Zhiyuan, waiting for their turn.
"Come, come, Lili just delivered these. The children at home wrote to us. Come and get them."
"Where's that girl? Didn't she come in?" Zhao Qian asked, somewhat puzzled.
"She said she was going to her uncle's house, so she left in a hurry."
"Oh, I see," Zhao Qian laughed in realization. "Where's mine? Give it to me quickly."
Everyone else was smiling and waiting for their turn, but Wu Zhongge couldn't hide the dejection on his face. He was very downcast and planned to go out, unwilling to see others happy.
"Old Wu, don't go! There's something for you here too!" Li Zhiyuan called out to Wu Zhongge happily. This was something Song Lili had told him.
Otherwise, Li Zhiyuan wouldn't dare to shout loudly. He had felt guilty for a long time last time. This time, he knew that Wu Zhongge also had it, so he didn't hide it.
"Me too?" Wu Zhongge asked, somewhat incredulous. He pointed at himself in astonishment, thinking that Li Zhiyuan was mistaken.
"Of course, here, this is yours, take it and read it yourself." With that, he handed a letter to Wu Zhongge.
Wu Zhongge took the letter from Li Zhiyuan's hand, his heart filled with mixed feelings. Someone at home was still writing to him.
How can it be so unbelievable?
Zhao Qian and Qian Xianming, who had initially been somewhat worried, both laughed and said, "This is a good thing, let's take a look."
As they spoke, they each took their own, smiling broadly, no longer having any intention of avoiding it.
Wu Zhongge stared blankly at the envelope in his hand for a long time before finally reaching out to tear it open, though his fingers trembled slightly.
To make it look realistic, Song Lili also affixed a stamp, so that it was impossible to tell the difference from the others without opening it.
When Wu Zhongge opened and read the letter, he realized that it was written by Song Lili. Although he was still disappointed, he no longer felt lonely or sad.
In his heart, he was extremely grateful to Song Lili and deeply moved by her good intentions.
This child probably wrote him a letter because he saw him sad last time.
From then on, I treated her like my granddaughter. It seemed nice to receive letters from her every time.
Thinking about it, Wu Zhongge smiled faintly, contentedly put the letter away, hid it close to his body, and his eyes also showed a long-lost smile.
The other three elderly people had been quietly observing Wu Zhongge's behavior, and seeing him like this now, they also smiled.
It seems like this is a good thing.
As for Song Lili, when she got home, she told Song Yongren, "Uncle, I'm not going to the fields. I want to go visit my uncle." She also gave him a heads-up.
“Okay, you haven’t been there for several years, you should go and see it. Take Fangfang with you and bring some things for your uncle and his family,” Song Yongren instructed.
"I know, don't worry," Song Lili replied, already looking for a bag to put her things in.
There are a lot of vegetables at home, so most of the containers are filled with vegetables.
Of course, there was also half a pound of sugar, some snacks that Song Lili had made by trial and error, pickled vegetables, dried vegetables, and so on. She filled it with whatever she could fit in the container.
When she finished packing, there was a large bag at her feet, almost half her height, bulging with contents.
Song Lili didn't hide the fact that she was going to her uncle's house; everyone in her family knew. So, Xia Niu's gaze at the bag was... indescribable.
Song Lili also glanced at Xia Niu and deliberately asked Song Jianshe, "Big brother, do you think it's okay for me to bring these things to my uncle's house?"
“Of course we can, why not? When we were starving, it was my uncle who brought us food, otherwise we might have starved to death long ago,” Song Jianshe said without thinking.
“You and Fangfang are both not very strong, so this is enough. Otherwise, if you carry more, your uncle’s family is not having an easy time.” He seemed to have forgotten that Song Lili was very strong.
Song Lili couldn't help but twitch her lips. She's weak? Where did you get that idea?
"That's fine for now, we'll talk about it next time." Song Lili interrupted Song Jianshe, who was about to say something, as long as Song Jianshe didn't think there was a problem.
"Fangfang, go change your clothes, then we'll leave." Song Lili ignored Xia Niu and spoke directly to Song Fang.
It takes about one or two hours to walk between Wu Jiang's house and Song Lili's house. So by the time they arrived at their uncle's house, it was almost noon.
"I wonder if they're even here?" The weather's nice today, so there's a good chance they'll be out in the fields. Song Lili wasn't sure if anyone was at her uncle's house.
Moreover, she didn't know the way, and Fangfang was the one who gave her directions the whole way. She had been here before and remembered the way.
When Song Lili arrived at Wu Jiang's house, she saw a dilapidated fence standing there, and the walls of the house inside were so black that their original color was no longer visible. The thatched roof was also a dark color.
Song Lili felt a pang of sadness; it seemed her uncle's family was having an even harder time than hers. Fortunately, she always brought her uncle things.
Otherwise, seeing this now, she would feel terribly guilty.
"Sister, it seems like no one's home at Uncle's house. What should we do?" Song Fang asked, looking at the closed door.
"Let's go inside and wait. They should be back soon." Song Lili carried the bag and went inside first.
It's not harvest time yet, and there's not much work to do in the fields, so everyone has time to go home and rest at noon.
Sure enough, after about an hour, Song Lili saw people appearing one after another, who should be the people who had gone to the fields returning.
Those who had seen Song Lili and her sister before secretly watched and gossiped about them, their eyes gleaming at the bag at her feet.
Song Lili was very uncomfortable being stared at like this, but she had no choice but to endure it until Wu Jiang and the others returned.
"Lili? Fangfang?" Wu Jiang asked, seemingly uncertain.
"Uncle, you're back?"
"Uncle..." the two sisters greeted.
"It really is you? I thought I was seeing things. Come in quickly, have you been waiting long?" Wu Jiang said happily.
"No, we just arrived too. Uncle, have you finished work? Where are Aunt and my cousin? Why haven't they come back yet?"
Seeing that Wu Jiang was the only one there, Song Lili asked with some confusion.
"Oh, they're behind us. They'll be back in a bit. Hurry inside, or you'll get sunburned." Wu Jiang affectionately pulled the two sisters along.
Song Lili casually dragged the bag into the house, blocking other people's view, and only then did she truly breathe a sigh of relief.
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