Xiaofubao was pampered in the chronology

For the next few days, Jin Bao thought that Liao Feihong would probably come up with something to trouble his third brother, but he didn't expect him to be quite quiet, honestly working in the production team.

One morning, Su Wennian's voice came from the village radio, "Notice! The postman has arrived at our production team. Someone in the village wants to send a letter. Come to the radio room quickly."

Hearing that the postman was coming, many people ran to the production team.

The postman only comes once a month, and only stays for 10 to [-] minutes each time. He will bring all the letters sent to Luohu Village, and at the same time help take away the letters that everyone wants to send.

"Jinbao, did you hear the third brother's broadcast just now? The postman is here!" Su Xiaosi excitedly said, "Yao Hua didn't reply to your letter last time, I guess he must have replied to you this time, let's go and have a look?"

Jiang Yun heard Xiao Si and Jin Bao mention Yao Hua a few times, and knew that he was Jin Bao's good friend.

He wanted to help, and said, "You don't need to go specially, why don't I help you to see if there is any letter?"

"Brother Ayun, thank you, but this time I want to find it myself." Jin Bao jumped off the stool.

Ever since he received Yao Hua's letter when he first came to the village, he seemed to have lost contact with him. He had no news at all. For some reason, Jin Bao felt depressed, as if he had lost a dearest friend. .

Every time she sent a letter to Yao Hua, there was a thick pile of letters. She wanted to know what Yao Hua would write in reply, how his life was like recently, and whether he met new friends...

Jin Bao and his fourth brother ran to the production team together, only to see a crowd of people crowded in the broadcasting room.

"There are so many people!" Jin Bao exclaimed, "Fourth brother, did there be so many people last time?"

"It's about the same. Last time I came with Jiang Yun, it took a lot of effort to squeeze into the crowd to find the letter..."

Su Wennian organized the order, "Don't squeeze, I will read the name, and the person who read it will come forward to get the letter."

After hearing what he said, everyone thought that they were illiterate. Although they could roughly recognize their own names on the envelopes, they still sometimes mistook them. It would be better to ask Wen Nian to help them avoid crowding.

"Okay, then read it!"

After everyone agreed, they all whispered: "It's nice to have a publicity officer, and someone will help read the name when we get the letter. In the future, we can ask Wennian to help us when we write letters?"

"Of course, I asked him to write letters for me before, and his handwriting is much better than Laowen."

Lao Wen is the accountant's name, and his full name is Luo Jingwen. In the past, when everyone wanted to write letters or couplets, he asked him to help.

Before Wennian was published, everyone felt that Laowen was very good. After finishing elementary school, the handwriting looked decent, but now that Wennian was born, they began to dislike Laowen’s ugly handwriting and began to look for it. Chronicle pen.

Jin Bao listened to the discussions of the people around her. On the one hand, she felt that the third brother was recognized by everyone, and she was very happy. On the other hand, she was worried that helping the villagers write letters would increase the workload of the third brother and make him too tired.

"Fourth brother," Jin Bao whispered to the fourth brother next to him, "Actually, you can also help everyone write letters. Next time someone asks for third brother, you..."

Before Jinbao could finish speaking, Su Xiaosi hurriedly waved his hands, "No, no, my handwriting with chicken feet is unsightly. My handwriting is too ugly. Dad can help, or Xiao Wu...

No, Xiao Wu can't do it either. He estimates that one-third of a letter is in pinyin. "

Jin Bao was amused by his words, "Don't underestimate Fifth Brother, he has been reading seriously during this time."

"Okay, anyway, I'm the one with the least reading mind in the whole family." Su Xiaosi sighed. Woolen cloth?"

Jin Bao comforted: "Fourth brother, everyone has their own strengths. Although many people can't read, they are very strong in other aspects. Your strengths just haven't been discovered yet..."

"I hope I have strengths, although I don't seem to have discovered it yet."

When Su Xiaosi was talking, his third brother suddenly raised his voice and said loudly, "Xiaosi, these three letters are from our family, come here quickly and get them."

"Ah? Oh! Here we come!"

Xiaosi hurried forward, "Is there a letter from Yao Hua?"

"It seems not." Su Wennian glanced at the sender on the envelope, "This is from Aunt Lin, this is from Nan Bing, and this is from Cousin Bai Xing."

"Wow! Second brother sent a letter? Is he going on vacation?"

After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Is there nothing else? How could Yao Hua never reply?"

The postman on the side said: "These letters are all stacked together according to the recipients. Generally speaking, there should only be these three in your house, but it may be accidentally stacked wrongly. Why don't you wait and see?"

"Okay, then I'll wait."

Su Xiaosi retreated to the back of the crowd, and said to Jinbao: "Let's wait a little longer, maybe Yao Hua's letter was piled up at the bottom, I think he will definitely reply immediately when he receives your letter, it is impossible not to send it to you letter."

Jin Bao nodded first, and then guessed, "Brother Hua Hua may have made new friends..."

"The day we left, how did he cry?" Su Xiaosi said in a firm tone, "Regardless of whether he made new friends at school or not, I think you must be the most important thing to him, Jinbao. .”

"Well, he's my best friend too."

When he said this, Jin Bao subconsciously touched the necklace on his neck.

This necklace Yao Hua gave her, she has been wearing it, carefully tucked it in her clothes.

At this time, beside the terraced fields, Liao Feihong and the team leader asked for leave, saying that they might have received a letter from home.

"The letter won't fly away. After finishing the work at hand, go to the broadcasting room to get the letter in the afternoon."

"There may be money stuffed in the letter my family sent me, I'm a little worried..."

"Hey! Liao Feihong, I didn't mean you. Do you think the villagers will steal your money?"

After finishing speaking, seeing that Liao Feihong was still looking at him pleadingly, he said helplessly, "All right, all right, go and get the letter."

Several other educated youths hurriedly said, "Feihong, help me see if my family has sent me a letter."

"And I... that's right! About Zhang Hao's leg accident, I helped write a letter to his father, but I almost forgot." He Wenbin took out a crumpled letter and handed it to Liao Feihong, "Please help Send it."

"I also wrote a letter to my family," Liu Changping asked, "Can you deliver it to the postman for me?"

Liao Feihong tried his best to hold back the corners of his lips that were about to rise, and agreed with a straightforward tone: "Of course!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xie Shuting and Hua Wenli, "Do you two educated youths want to send a letter?"

"You don't need your help. Wen Li and I sent Wen Nian's letter yesterday, and he will send it for us." When she said this, Xie Shuting couldn't help but give Liao Feihong a blank look. .

Liao Feihong tried his best to maintain a smile, "Forget it."

When he walked down the terraced fields, he tore up the letter Liu Changping sent home, and then took out the letter he had signed "Liu Changping" from his pocket, mixed it with other letters, and planned to hand it to the postman together.