"Mr. Zhao, this is your letter."
The visitor handed over the letter in his hand respectfully.
The dirt in Zhao's hand was still there. He glanced at it and didn't take it. "What is that?"
"Your letter back to the city."
Return to the city?
Old man Zhao paused as he stretched out his hand, and turned his head subconsciously. Meng Qidi was leaning against the door, looking at him with raised eyebrows...
Old man Zhao pursed his lips. This little girl probably wanted him to leave right now.
"Answer it. Are you reluctant to leave?" Meng Qidi strode over and reached out to take the letter.
The person delivering the letter looked at Meng Qidi, who was walking towards him clean and tidy, and hesitated to take his hand back, because he had been instructed to deliver the letter to Mr. Zhao.
Moreover, this woman looked quite fierce, and she even dared to order Mr. Zhao to do things. She must not be a good person...
"Bah! Who wouldn't want to give up this broken piece of land?"
Old man Zhao snatched the letter without any hesitation and stuffed it into Meng Qidi's hand.
"Give it to her. Do you want to take it back? Who asked you to come? Tell him that Old Man Meng has a few cars when he returns. I want some too. That's it. You have nothing to do with it. You can get out of here now."
What kind of look is that? This is his student, okay? He just wants this girl to see that he is not bad, okay?
When I go back and set up an academy, I will bring this girl over and let her grow some crops or do some biological research.
The person who delivered the letter was not a postman, but a specialist from a certain unit. The old man asked him to go back, but he didn't dare...
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and do it. My style can't be lower than that of Old Man Meng!" Old Man Zhao said unhappily.
The specialist asked cautiously, "Mr. Zhao, excuse me, who is Mr. Meng?"
Old man Zhao gasped and felt like kicking someone.
Meng Qidi quickly held down the old man and apologized to the special agent, "Don't worry about him, just follow your steps. But, it doesn't matter if the old man lives in our village, right?"
The special agent was a little flattered. "It's okay, it's our duty. I'll arrange it right away."
Old man Zhao glared at Meng Qidi, then went back to the house with his hands behind his back unhappily.
The special operator was stunned. Is he angry? What should he do?
Captain Ling Hanfang smiled, put his arm around his shoulders, and walked out. "Don't worry about it. This old man has a stubborn temper. We can just make our own arrangements."
After the two left, Meng Qidi looked at the letter in her hand, took it into the house, and handed it to the old man, "Old man, you really don't want to read it? Aren't you curious about what's in this letter?"
Old Man Zhao sneered, "Didn't they say that Old Man Meng came to your place for dinner? Don't you recognize his handwriting? He must have said something bad."
Meng Qidi glanced at the vigorous handwriting. Well, she really didn't recognize it...
She knew the old man's handwriting, but Mr. Meng had never written anything for her...
Since the old man refused to read the letter, Meng Qidi had no choice but to tear up the envelope and pull out a piece of letter paper. When she unfolded it, there was only one big word on it: "Reply".
Old man Zhao stretched his neck to take a look, and snorted in dissatisfaction, "Look, just one word, no sincerity at all, ah, let's go back!"
Meng Qidi's lips twitched. Don't think she can't see that this old man is eager to return to the city...
"Your handwriting is so ugly." Old Man Zhao took the letter paper and envelope from Meng Qidi's hand with disgust, but folded it carefully.
Meng Qidi glanced around and said, "If you go back, this place..."
Old man Zhao put the envelope in his pocket and said, "You have to protect this place well. If you don't protect me, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"
Meng Qidi...
After receiving the letter to return to the city, the old man was in no mood to squat down and continue to work hard. He walked back and forth a few steps and then walked out.
"Where are you going?" Meng Qidi asked puzzledly.
"Go and pick up my rags. During these few days, we must let the villagers know that your mother-in-law's eyes have recovered."
The old man's voice was getting farther and farther away, and he had already walked out the door. He had to fulfill what he promised to the girl, otherwise how would he get her under his name in the future.
Meng Qidi glanced at the abandoned vegetable garden. Well, after the old man left, she was too lazy to bother with it anymore and decided to just use the well water at home to grow vegetables.
It’s too troublesome to study those things…
She should make good use of her time to review.
Knowing that the old man was going back to the city, Wang Jinhua cooked several delicious dishes at noon.
"I'm not leaving today, why are you making such a lavish feast? Are you eager for me to leave?"
Old man Zhao was yelling, but he sat down without any hesitation. He turned around and shouted, "Xiao Qi, do you have any more wine? I won't be able to drink it if I leave. Don't be so stingy."
"Didn't you say you weren't leaving today? Why are you drinking? Drinking will only delay things." Meng Qidi came out from behind with a jar of wine.
"You're not likable at all." Old Man Zhao snorted and took the wine she brought.
"Xiao Qi, I'm telling you, when I get back and I've settled the matter, I'll send you a letter. You can't choose the wrong school. Are you talking about the Agricultural University in Beijing? Or the Agricultural University?"
"Aren't we all in the same school? Aren't you afraid that I won't be admitted?" Meng Qidi took the dish brought by Wang Jinhua and gently placed it on the table.
The old man didn't care, "It doesn't matter whether he can pass the exam or not, just choose it."
Is it a school? He really didn't notice...
"Don't just talk, eat." Wang Jinhua carried her granddaughter, who had just washed her hands, to the table and sat down with a smile.
Old man Zhao took a bite of the food, took a sip of the wine, and looked at Wang Jinhua's eyes. "Old sister, your eyes can be healed. Xiaoqi, let's set off some firecrackers at the door this afternoon."
"Announce it to the world?" Meng Qidi felt a headache. This method was really...
"Of course, your house is so remote and no one comes over, how can you not set off firecrackers?"
Meng Qidi twitched her lips and said, "Fortunately you are leaving soon, otherwise, with such amazing medical skills, my door would have been trampled flat."
“Does your house have a threshold?”
Old man Zhao rolled his eyes at her. Who was he looking down on? Although he was not a real miracle doctor, he had cured many people, right?
“This child…”
Wang Jinhua smiled unhappily and said that there really was no threshold in the house. When the house was built, they were afraid that she and Xiaochengzi would wrestle, so they did not have a threshold.
In the afternoon, Meng Qidi was pushed out of the yard by Old Man Zhao, with a long firecracker stuffed into her hand...
Crackling...
The entrance to the Ling family became bustling.
"Xiao Qi, what's this?" asked Ling Hanfang, who was about to go to the Ling family to talk to Mr. Zhao about the arrangements for returning to the city for redress.
"My mother's eyes were damaged by the teacher..." Meng Qidi paused and coughed lightly, "The teacher cured her."
Ling Hanfang was stunned for a moment, then he was full of surprise, "Is your mother really cured?"
"Well, she actually recovered her sight the day before yesterday. She said she wanted to make sure everything was fine before saying anything." This time, Meng Qidi spoke very naturally.
"That's great. This is a great event. Give this to Mr. Zhao. Oh, and this is the letter Ling Xiao sent back. I'll broadcast it when I get back to the village."
Ling Hanfang stuffed all the things into Meng Qidi's hands and quickly ran towards the village.
Ling Xiao's letter?
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