Su Mujin was so confused thinking about all these things that she didn't even know when she fell asleep.
When she woke up the next morning, Su Mujin stayed in bed for a while before getting dressed and washing up.
Today is Little New Year.
In the north, people make dumplings during the Little New Year.
From this day on, the New Year has arrived.
Although we cannot set off firecrackers to worship the Kitchen God due to environmental reasons, it is still okay to eat dumplings.
After breakfast, Chen Yuehua began to prepare.
Chop cabbage, mince sauerkraut, mince meat, knead dough...
The steps of making dumplings are really complicated and definitely not something that can be done by one person.
This requires the whole family to step up and do what they can.
While they were busy with their hands, they were also chatting, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Su Boyao is the youngest, but she is also the busiest.
Looking at this and that, the little figure ran around the room.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted outside.
Someone is coming!
Su Boyao was very enthusiastic, "I'll go! I'll go! I'll go and take a look!"
Shouting, the little girl ran outside happily.
Su Mujin and the others watched with a smile, but did not stop them.
This is in a large compound, so there is generally no danger.
Not long after, Su Boyao came back happily with a letter in his hand.
"Auntie, someone wrote to you!"
Su Mujin put down her phone and walked over curiously.
Could it be that Song Qinian wrote the letter?
But after seeing the handwriting on the envelope, Su Mujin was disappointed.
It's not Song Qinian's handwriting.
Come to think of it, he is in a machine ton now, so he certainly can't send letters out casually.
Su Mujin went to see the signature, but saw it was Su Moli.
Su Moli actually wrote her a letter?
This is still amazing!
"It was written by Su Moli." Su Mujin and Chen Yuehua said, then walked out of the kitchen with the letter.
As she walked and opened the letter, when she sat on the sofa, a thin piece of letter paper appeared in Su Mujin's hand.
There was no heading or signature on the paper, only a few words.
She said she was the author.
The words are incoherent and the font is crooked.
If it were someone else, they would definitely not understand.
But the moment Su Mujin heard these words, her heart tightened.
She said she was the author, could she be the original author?
The original author has come into the book?
Su Moli also touched her?
Su Mujin was feeling extremely confused when she heard some movement in the yard again.
"Sister-in-law!"
It was Chen Zhigang's voice.
As the voice rang out, Chen Zhigang had already run into the house.
"Sister-in-law, Liancheng sent a letter! He said..."
"What did he say?" Su Mujin asked in a deep voice.
Chen Zhigang swallowed, "He said...Sister Jasmine is dead."
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