Chapter 307 There is a Telegram

The most important thing is that the Shangshi official would not feed Cui Zijin wild vegetable soup.

With Yang Yingxu around, their food supplies for the winter were more abundant, almost complete from south to north.

As for Xia Zhizhi, she didn't care about anything except eating, drinking, having fun, and checking and replying letters.

Yang Yingxu serves her during the day and Aju serves her at night. Her life is not too easy.

After the snow began, the village no longer organized villagers to gather together to study. After all, it was too cold and people couldn't stand it.

Let everyone study on their own at home.

From then on, Xia Zhizhi stayed at home all the time.

If other people were like her, they would have been bored to death long ago.

She is different from normal people.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long.

She had to stay in bed in the morning and take a nap at noon. It also took her a lot of time to wash and have three meals a day. In the afternoon, Yang Yingxu had to give her a tea art performance. She also had to find time to reply to letters, so her daytime schedule was fully scheduled.

As soon as it got dark, she closed the door, cleaned up the things in the warehouse in the space, exercised, took a bath, and then enjoyed the midnight snack carefully prepared by Ah Ju. Her life was like a fairy.

Although Ah Ju is not as innovative as humans, he has a strong ability to learn and imitate.

As long as it is a dish that has been cooked by someone else, he can copy it after watching it once. Except for the occasional difference in taste due to the ingredients themselves, the taste can be exactly the same.

Xia Zhizhi became even more satisfied with him, and sometimes she would let him go out to learn from other chefs after the novelty wore off.

After Ah Ju came back from learning the skills, he would make it for her to taste. Seven or eight times out of ten, she liked it very much.

I also received a lot of packages from my family.

Her uncle's family lives in Hainan and sent her a large package of dried seafood, which included almost all kinds of shrimp, fish, and shellfish available on the market. She could smell the strong seafood flavor through the package.

She also thoughtfully attached a menu and said in the letter that she would send it to him after a while, and if she liked any of them, she could write to her.

Her second brother Xia Zhuoran sent her a bunch of fancy and beautiful shells, which her three mistresses liked very much. She kept a few and shared the rest among them.

Her third brother Xia Zhuoyue sent her a lot of dried fruits and nuts, which were great to eat as snacks on the kang.

There aren't any particularly delicious local specialties in Beijing, so her family didn't send her any food. When Xia Sihua and his wife went back, they gave her a lot of money, and she didn't refuse. After all, it was someone else's kindness. If she refused, the other person would be sad if she didn't say anything. So she took it. She knew she didn't lack any ordinary food, so her family sent her beautiful clothes.

Pan Wenjun also said in the letter that her family had prepared some clothes for her so that she wouldn't have to bring a lot of luggage when she went home for the New Year. It would be difficult to carry too many things on the bus.

After the snow, I received another down quilt, which was sent by my grandmother Zeng Zelan, whom I had never met.

This quilt is not available on the market. It was specially provided for her grandfather, and was taken away by her grandmother and sent to Xia Zhizhi.

Xia Zhizhi had been giving gifts for many years and treated everyone equally. In addition to the local specialties, she asked Ah Ju to boil a lot of soft candies, make a lot of meat jerky, and soak some ginseng honey with honey. No matter who wrote to her at home, she would send a copy back to them.

The consumption of local specialties is high this year. In addition to those at home and for friends he has been in contact with before, he also has to arrange a portion for many members of the blindness-clearing group who have corresponded with him several times this year.

All the local products that everyone in the village could collect were given to her, but that was not enough, so Ah Ju changed her appearance and went to other villages to collect a lot, so that everyone could share the benefits.

The downside of sending more is that you will also receive more.

She would send some particularly interesting specialties back home for her family to try, and would leave the more ordinary ones at the educated youth center for everyone to eat.

The days passed by leisurely.

Xia Zhizhi received an urgent telegram today.

It just so happened that there was a heavy snowfall last night, and the snow on the road was up to our knees.

She didn't stop studying during the day. The poor postman came to deliver the telegram to her on his snowboard in the blizzard.

When the door of the educated youth center was knocked, the postman had turned into a little snowman.

Xia Zhizhi felt a little embarrassed. She also knew that she had too many letters. She had told the postman that these were not urgent letters and she was not in a hurry and could wait until the weather was better.

But this postman is also very dedicated. He delivers the items regardless of weather conditions. He never thinks that I am being lazy and picking up some items.

When she opened the door and saw the man like this, she didn't invite him in, but said, "Comrade, wait a moment. I'll get a camera and take a picture of you."

Xia Zhi quickly took the camera, opened the door a little, and took pictures from inside. As soon as the door was opened, a strong wind and snow blew in. The postman outside had his cheeks and nose frozen red and his eyes were shining as he held up a photo of an urgent telegram.

It really reflects the hardship of this profession.

After taking the photos, Xia Zhizhi let the person in: "It's too cold outside. I think the snow is getting heavier. Come in and have something to eat. Go back when the snow stops."

The blizzard outside was so strong that it was hard to open one's eyes. After hearing what Xia Zhizhi said, the postman did not refuse. After coming in, he wiped the snow off his body first.

Xia Zhizhi and her friends were living a good life. Today, Yang Yingxu stewed half a lamb chop with angelica root. The bean sprouts that had sprouted the day before had just popped up, and the Chinese cabbage that had been growing in the kitchen had also grown to more than a finger long. They were tender and fresh, so they were cooked right away in a pot.

We set up a stove on the kang and gathered around it to eat hot pot with mutton soup.

When the postman came, we had almost finished eating.

So Yang Yingxu went to the stove outside and ironed a copy for the postman.

After eating the Chinese cabbage seedlings and bean sprouts, Yang Yingxu put some cabbage into the pot, added lamb chops to stew, and then added some noodles.

The postman was a little embarrassed to be asked to deliver both fine grain and meat. Xia Zhizhi said, "It's not just because you delivered the letter for me. We have known each other for such a long time that we can be considered friends. It just so happens that we are eating mutton. Why don't you try our educated youth's cooking and see how it compares to your sister-in-law's at home?"

After hearing what he said, the postman picked up the bowl and started eating. The taste was undoubtedly good.

Xia Zhizhi opened the urgent telegram.

【Zhi, I want to visit you. Is it convenient for you? Please call me back】

This photo was taken by Xia Qingqing.

Everyone in the family has written to him. For example, although my uncle and aunt, as a family, would not write to her individually, they would still mention her in their letters.

For example, "your aunt asked, your cousin said, etc."

But Xia Qingqing never wrote a letter to her.

Xia Zhizhi didn't take it too seriously. If you write to me, I will reply to you. If you don't write to me, I won't care about it.