"Think about it again. Why was it she who saved our father? And why was it she who rescued you when you were in danger on the train?" Han Qiming looked at Zhang Minyue. "In the final analysis, it was God's will! She is in the capital, and we are also in the capital. There will always be a time when she can use us!"
Han Qiming's words finally convinced Zhang Minyue.
Indeed, there is a long way to go, and she doesn't need to rush to make up for her niece all at once.
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The next day, Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo took the sorted packages and letters to the post office to mail them.
It was two months later when the letter and the contents of the package reached Zhang Chaosheng and Zhang Xiulan respectively.
At first, Zhang Xiu Lan thought these things were sent by her daughter.
It wasn't until she opened the envelope and read the letter, feeling more and more that something was wrong, that she froze.
She slowly recalled the familiar handwriting.
I slowly recalled the letter-writing habits of the owner of the handwriting.
It’s Zhang Minyue.
After Zhang Minyue wrote the last word of a letter, she would put a dot with a pen at the signature place, so there would be a black dot behind the last word.
"It's Minyue...it's Minyue..." Zhang Xiulan burst into tears.
Xiaojiu, who was holding a teacup and adding tea to Zhang Xiulan's cup, heard Zhang Xiulan crying outside the door. He pushed the door open and locked it with a wooden bolt to prevent anyone from breaking in.
After doing all this, he rushed over and said, "Mom, what's wrong with you? Whose letter is it? Is it from my sister? Is something wrong with her?"
In the morning, his elder brother Li Dahu went to the county town. When he came back, he brought a big package, saying it was for his mother.
His mother had been busy all morning and only had time to read the letter now.
Xiaojiu brought the tea over, also wanting his mother to have a rest while reading the letter.
I never thought that things would turn out like this.
Seeing her son's face turn pale with fear, Zhang Xiulan quickly wiped away her tears and shook her head: "She's not your sister, she's fine! She's your aunt."
"Aunt? Does she have any information?" Xiaojiu asked.
When Zhang Xiulan raised Li Jinfeng, she chose not to tell her anything.
Li Jinfeng was always asked to be patient and not to go against the other children of the Li family.
Because of this way of education, she almost lost her daughter.
So when it came to Xiaojiu, she didn't want to suppress Xiaojiu's nature anymore.
If Xiaojiu wants to know many things, she will tell her.
Even when outsiders bully Xiaojiu, she will stand up for them. She is not afraid even if it means offending others.
Zhang Xiulan and Xiaojiu had talked about the Zhang family's affairs.
Although he is still young, he can already bear it!
"Yes! This is her letter." Zhang Xiu Lan said, holding up the letter.
"Isn't this my sister's?" Xiaojiu was confused.
"Yes! It's in your sister's name. Even all the names have been changed from sister to mother, but that's your aunt's notes."
Zhang Xiu Lan couldn't help but read the letter again. This time, she automatically changed the address back in her heart.
"Mom, what did my aunt say? How did she and my sister recognize each other? Will she be nice to my sister?"
Xiaojiu threw a series of questions to Zhang Xiulan.
He cares more about his sister than this aunt whom he has never met.
"She didn't say that in the letter! But she said she was doing well and asked me to take good care of myself and try to meet her soon!" Zhang Xiulan said.
"Then I'm going to write a letter to my sister!" Xiaojiu said.
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