That afternoon, after work, Shen Qingli was cooking when she heard someone calling out, "Is Shen Qingli home? There's a letter for you."
Shen Qingli put down the firewood in his hand and came out to see that it was the postman. He felt a little strange: "Hello comrade, I am Shen Qingli. Didn't we always pick up this letter ourselves before? Why did you deliver it to me?"
The messenger was a young man in his twenties. His face flushed instantly when he saw Shen Qingli. "Well, there's been heavy rain in some provinces these days. This letter should have arrived almost two weeks ago, but it's been delayed quite a bit. Furthermore, our regulations have changed. Letters and small packages can now be delivered to the village, but you'll have to pick up large packages yourself. You'll have to go there yourself to send anything, too."
"So that's how it is. Thank you, comrade." Shen Qingli took the four letters and a file bag.
"No, it's okay, I'll go first..." He said and ran very fast on the 28-inch bicycle.
Shen Qingli touched his face. "Do I look scary? I'm so scared that I run away so fast..."
She put the letter on the desk and turned back to cook.
The most important thing in the world is eating! After eating and washing the dishes, I sat down at the desk and started opening the mail.
One letter was from her father, and as usual, it was full of longing and concern, asking her not to send anything back and to eat everything herself first. He mentioned that the Duan family had sent a letter to Grandpa Duan, and asked her to give it to Grandpa Duan when she had time.
In the end, he expressed neither approval nor opposition to her dating, but just lamented that his daughter had grown up and as a father he felt a little sad.
Shen Qingli picked up the letter belonging to Grandpa Duan and put it aside. She had no interest in reading other people's letters.
Another letter was from a Beijing newspaper, expressing their approval of her translation skills. They sent her a work certificate and 35 articles, with a ten-day deadline. If her translation speed was acceptable, they would send more next time.
Then it was mentioned that the payment for the article was one cent per word. The 35 articles this time were approximately 32,000 words. That was to say, if Shen Qingli completed the article as scheduled, he would receive 320 yuan in translation fees next time.
Although it wasn't much, Shen Qingli was very satisfied. Being able to realize her own value gave her a sense of belonging in this strange world.
Shen Qingli put the letters and articles on the table into the space,
He began to open the last letter sent by Meng Xiao. When he opened the letter, he saw a passbook. He raised his eyebrows and opened it. There was 9,320 yuan written on the passbook.
Was he handing over everything he had? He opened the letter, which said he'd submit a marriage application and expect a result in two weeks. He also called home to let them know. If the application was approved, he'd take his marriage leave and bring her back to Beijing to meet his parents and get married. The bankbook contained his eight years' salary from military service and bonuses from missions, all of which he'd give her. He'd also give her his monthly salary.
There is another sentence at the end of the letter: Qingqing, I miss you very much.
Shen Qingli didn't know that Meng Xiao was almost going crazy waiting. He didn't know that Shen Qingli received the letter half a month later, and went to the gate receiving room every day to ask if there was anything for him. As a result, the young soldier had to ask a few more questions to the postman on his behalf when receiving the mail these two days.
Shen Qingli first wrote back to her father, telling her parents that Meng Xiao had returned to the army and had submitted a marriage application. He might be able to take her back to the city to see them in a while, and then the two families would meet to discuss the marriage.
I wrote back to Meng Xiao, with only three words: I understand.
Haha! She could already imagine Meng Xiao's gnashing teeth when he saw these three words!
After writing the letter and putting it into her space, she planned to send some homemade food to Meng Xiao and her parents. She thought of several kinds, which had to be easy to store and not damaged during transportation. Finally, she decided to make meat sauce and dried meat.
In fact, all these things are available in the space, but she feels that the food in the space is not as delicious as what she cooks herself, so she decides to get the ingredients from the space and cook it herself.
She was busy in and out of the kitchen and space kitchen, cutting vegetables and meat, frying spices, frying meat and stir-frying sauces. It was after one o'clock in the morning that she finally finished a big pot of mushroom beef sauce, a big pot of pork chili sauce, and roasted five pounds of spicy beef jerky and ten pounds of pork jerky, five pounds each of honey sauce and spicy sauce.
Shen Qingli rubbed his sore arms and neck, and cried, "Oh my! My waist hurts too, and my legs and feet hurt from standing. It really hurts everywhere!"
I don’t want to move, but I have to take a shower, otherwise I will be uncomfortable with the smell of oil smoke all over my body and head.
Shen Qingli felt that he was just asking for trouble. He thought the ready-made food in the supermarket was not tasty enough, so he had to make it himself. He was so tired that he didn't want to move. As he was thinking, he fell into a deep sleep without knowing when.
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