"Aunt, you still have to be careful when using honeycomb coal. The doors and windows cannot be closed tightly, and it is best not to use it at night, as it is easy to get poisoned." Li Jinfeng said.
She had once reminded Uncle Shen and Aunt Shen in the provincial capital about this matter.
The old man and old woman who used to live in a Western-style building now have to allow so many people to occupy their house.
Thinking of them, Li Jinfeng felt that she had to send something to the two elders for the New Year.
Forget it, I might as well go over to them again when I stop in the provincial capital this time, see them, and give them some gifts.
Just as he was thinking this, Zhao Mingcheng suddenly spoke, "By the way, Jianguo, I received a telegram from you yesterday and the day before yesterday. They were forwarded from Jiangbei. I took a look and it's from your aunt. Wait a moment, I'll get it for you."
At this time, Yi Guihua also responded to Li Jinfeng's words: "Jinfeng girl, I remember what you said. In fact, Mingcheng also said me a few days ago, but the weather is so cold, I am afraid I can't live without a coal fire."
In this era, there is no such high-end thing as down jackets.
Not everyone can wear thick cotton-padded clothes.
The clothes were thin and the fabric was hard to get, so I could only do it by warming myself by the fire.
"If it's not too troublesome, it would be better to burn a wood fire," said Li Jinfeng.
"Then I'll go see tomorrow if there are any people from down there selling firewood at the market. If there are, I'll secretly buy a bundle or two!"
While talking to Yi Guihua for a short while, Zhao Mingcheng came over with two telegrams.
Both letters were sent by Lu Mingfang, but the person who actually sent the telegram was not Lu Mingfang.
Instead, it was Wang Xinmin, Lu Jianguo’s classmate in Northeast China, and another classmate Liu Anshun, who was the farm manager in Northwest China.
Wang Xinmin’s telegram was very short, only saying that the person had been found and would be taken care of.
As for Liu Anshun, he is probably the farm manager and his salary is higher than that of ordinary people.
Of course, there aren’t many words.
[Chen Yuan was injured some time ago, but has recovered now. I've asked him to contact his family, so don't worry!]
Granny Shen has two sons and one daughter.
The eldest son was named Shen Chong, the second son was named Shen Yuan, and the youngest daughter was named Chen Xiang.
It was easy to find information about his two sons, but Lu Jianguo had no way to find information about his youngest daughter.
After reading the telegram, Lu Jianguo handed it to Li Jinfeng.
After reading it, Li Jinfeng's eyes narrowed into a straight line with a smile.
That’s great, both of them have news. This way, Granny Shen and Uncle Shen will hear from them soon.
"When you go back, it's better to send a telegram to your family and ask someone to pick it up. Otherwise, there are too many things and you two won't be able to carry them." Zhao Mingcheng suddenly spoke.
Yes, I brought quite a lot of things this time.
Except for large items like bicycles, which cannot be taken anywhere, everything else must be taken away.
There were some conspicuous things that she couldn't put in the space yet, and she had to let Lu Jianguo see them.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain if I took it out in Jiangbei. After all, Lu Jianguo didn't know about the space yet.
"Then we will send a telegram later and forward these two telegrams to the two elderly people." Lu Jianguo said.
"It's all right. Whatever's convenient for you, do it!"
Thinking of sending a telegram, Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo did not stay long.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, he declined Yi Guihua’s invitation to dinner, went to the post office, and sent a telegram to Grandma Shen.
Li Jinfeng bought a few more commemorative stamps, put them in her pocket, and returned to the Li family with Lu Jianguo.
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