Zhao Jianguo came in from outside in a wheelchair.
"What did they say in the letter? Oh, didn't you send them something before? I don't know if they received it. Why don't you call the commune and ask?"
"I've already told the village chief that there's no need to call again. If they don't receive it, they'll call to ask. Besides, this is something sent from the army, they won't dare to be lazy!"
Zeng Wenjuan still felt uncertain after saying this. She put the dried letter into an envelope and said to Zhao Jianguo, "I just happened to be going to mail a letter, so I'll go out and make a phone call. Is it okay for you to be home alone?"
"No problem, go ahead!" Zhao Jianguo knew that Zeng Wenjuan had been taking care of him, and he didn't give her a playmate, so he always thought of his good friends in his hometown.
After Zeng Wenjuan received Zhao Jianguo's response, she ran out quickly with the envelope.
Arriving at the phone booth, Zeng Wenjuan dialed the brigade's number: "Hello! This is Shuitou Brigade, who are you looking for?"
"I'm Zeng Wenjuan from Shuitou Village. Could you please help me call the village chief of Shuitou Village?" Zeng Wenjuan said very politely. This is the right attitude when asking someone to do something for you.
"He happens to be here, just wait a moment!" the person on the other end of the phone said calmly.
Soon, Zhao Maosheng's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello!"
"Hello, village chief uncle, I'm Wenjuan!" Zeng Wenjuan said with a smile when she heard the familiar hometown dialect.
"Oh! Wenjuan! We have received all the things you sent back, and we have divided them according to what you said. Your parents found out that you didn't send anything back to them and came to our house to make a fuss. But with your uncle and aunt around, they didn't dare to do anything. I scolded them and they went back in shame." Zhao Maosheng directly told Zeng Wenjuan about the situation of the Zhao family.
"Uncle village chief, don't worry about them. Brother Jianguo and I have already severed ties with them. It's good that you have received all the things. If there is anything you want to eat, just tell me and I will send it to you." Zeng Wenjuan chatted with Zhao Maosheng.
"Thank you so much. If it weren't for you and Jianguo, Huzi wouldn't know when he would be able to join the army!" Zhao Maosheng expressed his sincere gratitude.
"It's nothing. It's his fate that he can go. What's more, my mother said that Huzi is a good soldier." Zeng Wenjuan was also happy that Zhao Hu could realize his dream.
Zhao Maosheng was stunned when he heard Zeng Wenjuan calling him "Mom", then realized it was her biological mother. Zhao Maosheng didn't chat much. He happened to see Zhao Hongtiao next to him and said to Zeng Wenjuan, "Hongtiao happened to be here too, so I gave her the phone."
Zeng Wenjuan heard the sound of a telephone exchange coming from the other end: "Hello, Wenjuan, can you hear me?"
"Hongtiao, I can hear you." Zeng Wenjuan heard her friend's voice and the smile on her face grew infinitely: "I just received the letter you sent me today, so I'm calling you by the way."
"It took too long to send the letter! I thought you had received my letter a long time ago and replied to me. How come you only received it today?" Zhao Hongtiao said with some complaint.
"I just wrote you another letter. See if there is anything you want to eat and I will send it to you." Zeng Wenjuan said enthusiastically.
"I don't need it. You've been away for so long. Do you want to eat anything from home? Just tell me and I'll send it to you." Zhao Hongtiao shook her head and said.
"I don't have anything I want to eat, and I can buy most of it here. The New Year is coming soon. I can make new clothes for my sisters this year so that they can have a good New Year." Zeng Wenjuan thought of the thin appearance of the Zhao family's sisters. A set of clothes, new for three years, old for three years, mended for another three years.
Zhao Hongtiao nodded and said joyfully, "I asked Doctor Lin from Bai Shanxiang to help me buy some red floral cloth. My eldest, second and third sisters are on winter vacation, so they are making new clothes together at home. I learned the craft from you, so it's really good to make clothes. Have you made one for your dog? Make one for yourself too, don't let yourself down."
Only good friends or family members would care whether you have new clothes, good food, or have been wronged.
So Zeng Wenjuan was very moved when she heard what Zhao Hongtiao said. At the same time, she remembered that she had been busy these days and had no time to make clothes.
"The fabric has been bought. We'll start making the clothes when we get back. After I went outside, I saw a lot of solid styles. If the distance wasn't too far, I would have shown the clothes to you." Zeng Wenjuan thought about the clothes worn by people outside and the clothes worn by the villagers, which were really like heaven and earth.
No wonder city people always say that country people are mud-legged people and bumpkins. So this is what they mean.
"When will I be free? I'll bring a few sisters to the army. I'll come to play with you and ask for some money at the same time." Zhao Hongtiao also became curious about the outside world.
"Hey, look at what you are saying. When you are coming, just tell me in advance so that I can send someone to pick you up at the train station." Zeng Wenjuan welcomed warmly.
"That's great." Zhao Hongtiao said happily when she heard Zeng Wenjuan agreed immediately. Then she thought that the call was too long, so she said to Zeng Wenjuan: "Let's stop here. If there is anything, we can write to talk. The phone bill is quite expensive."
"Okay, then you hang up first!" Although Zeng Wenjuan was reluctant to let him go, she did not try to persuade him to stay.
Zhao Hongtiao chatted with Zeng Wenjuan for a few more words before she reluctantly hung up the phone. Zeng Wenjuan also put down the phone after hearing the beep.
Zeng Wenjuan returned home and didn't see Zhao Jianguo. After searching several rooms, she found him in the study.
"You're back. How did the phone call go?" Zhao Jianguo immediately noticed Zeng Wenjuan and asked.
"We just chatted for a few minutes, nothing much. Are you reading a book here?" Zeng Wenjuan asked knowingly.
"Nothing, I'm just reading "The Art of War."" Zhao Jianguo showed the cover of the book to Zeng Wenjuan and said, "I, Zhao Jianguo, felt that Zeng Wenjuan was a little stiff when talking to me." He put down the book and slid his wheelchair in front of Zeng Wenjuan.
"What's wrong with you? Is there something you want to tell me?"
"It's not a big deal, but if you want to read a book, just watch it. I'm going to make clothes. The Chinese New Year is almost two months away. The clothes need to be made as soon as possible, and they need to be washed and dried, which will also take some time." Zeng Wenjuan originally wanted to call Zhao Jianguo for help, but gave up the idea when she saw him reading a book.
"Then I'll help you. I have nothing to do in the study room anyway, and I can chat with you." Zhao Jianguo just wanted to be close to his wife.
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