In the ordinary world, I am the son-in-law of the Sun family

Chapter 468 Reading and Writing Letters
The tofu baked by Hu Yuehua is added with egg liquid, and it smells very fragrant. Although it is not as delicious as orchids, it is at least much better than Wang Manyin.

"Xiao Chuan and Ozawa are really good, they can eat by themselves when they are over one year old." Hu Yuehua watched the two boys eating with spoons by themselves, and praised without hesitation.

"Where, it will be two years old in two months, and it's almost the same."

"That's not what you said." Chen Donghe poured him a glass of white wine, "Look at that kid from the Chen family, he's not much younger than Matsukawa Matsuze, not only can't speak, but he can't walk very well either."

Wang Manyin raised his glass and touched him, "You are talking about Xiao Xiuwen, right? This child will be fine when he grows up."

They chatted while eating, and after Matsukawa and Matsuze finished eating, they ran to the yard to play around the stone roller, with Dahai accompanying them.

"Man Yin, my bastard came with a letter yesterday. Your Aunt Yuehua and I are both illiterate, please read it to us." Almost half full, Chen Donghe took out a letter.

Wang Manyin took a look and laughed, "The word Xiaoyuan has improved a lot. It's not like before. It's crooked. It's worthy of being a soldier. It just feels different."

Chen Donghe's face was wrinkled with a smile, he waved his hands and said modestly: "Damn, we don't understand these things, it doesn't matter if the writing is good or not, at least we can write a word, unlike us, who don't know a few big characters."

Wang Manyin cleared his throat and read: "Father and mother, see Xin'an, my son is not filial and cannot take care of you by his side."

"Is everything okay at home? Is the food distributed? Is there any new policy change? Has the wheat been harvested? After leaving home for more than two years, I miss everything at home more and more."

"My son is working as a job now, and the subsidy of five yuan is added every month. My son doesn't need money in the military camp, so I save all of it and send it back."

"You are getting older now, and your son can earn money by himself now, so don't work too hard, a few work points are not worth a few pennies."

"Brother Man Yin is still working as a teacher in elementary school now. His child is probably two years old. I don't know if Brother Man Yin misses me."

"If something happens at home, go to Brother Man Yin for help. I will return the favor when I come back. Please write to me more often."

"Everything is fine now, my son, don't worry, father and mother, there is a high probability that I won't come back this year for Chinese New Year, sorry for my son's unfilial piety."

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I wrote a lot in the letter, without any logic, as if I wrote whatever came to mind. From the lines, it can be seen that Chen Yuan, who was a child at the beginning, has become much more stable after staying in the army for several years.

Chen Donghe drank while listening, but Hu Yuehua kept crying, cursing the boy, and didn't know if he ate well outside or dressed warmly.

"Xiao Yuan is not bad, now he is the class supervisor, maybe he can become an officer in the future." Wang Manyin returned the letter to them.

Chen Donghe put it away carefully, "What kind of officer is an officer, isn't the squad leader an officer?"

Wang Manyin shook his head, "The squad leader is not an officer, and I don't know for sure. If you want to know, you can write to Xiaoyuan and see how many years he plans to stay in the army."

"According to the time, Xiao Yuan seems to be an adult. If he is still in the village, you will have to work hard to find a wife for him at this time."

Chen Donghe took a puff of dry tobacco and exhaled blue smoke, "That's right, I didn't expect him to suffer so much. This kid finally didn't lose face to my Chen family."

As he said that, he rubbed his hands, and said embarrassedly: "Man Yin, can you write a letter for me, I say, you write."

"Okay, just write a few words, what do you want to write."

Chen Donghe was clearly prepared, so he took out his homework paper and pencils and gave them to him.

Wang Manyin took out a pen from the pocket of his upper body clothes, "Use mine, this is clearer."

"Isn't this a waste of your ink?"

"Uncle Donghe, you're talking nonsense, and the ink is not worth a penny. I'm not at all ambiguous when you ask me to eat."

Cleared the dining table into a clean place, put the kerosene lamp aside, and Wang Manyin opened the pen cap.

Chen Donghe swallowed, took a puff of dry cigarette, walked around the room again, and said, "Fuck, if you tell me, I don't know what to say to Xiaoyuan."

Hu Yuehua rolled her eyes, "If you don't talk about face-saving things, I will tell you. I have a lot to say to Xiao Yuan."

"Man Yin, you write like this: Xiao Yuan, your parents are all well at home, you don't have to worry about food, clothes, or drink, but you don't know what you're like outside."

"You don't need to send us money. You can be safe when you have money on the outside. Parents don't have money at home."

"Brother Manyin is no longer teaching at the primary school in our village. Now you are working as the teaching director at Shigejie Middle School. You use your food book to receive food at the food station every month."

"Sister Lanhua is the same. Now you are the group leader of the commune cafeteria. Their situation is the best in our Guanzi Village. Even the party secretary can't compare to it."

Wang Manyin interrupted with a smile and said: "Aunt Yuehua, you are talking nonsense, why are we better than the branch secretary's family, we are the same as everyone else in the village."

"Haha, don't be modest, everyone in the village said so, and said that your family will be a cadre family in the future, which is different from us mud-legged people."

Wang Manyin shook his head, didn't say much, and continued writing.

Hu Yuehua kept talking a lot, and then Chen Donghe couldn't help it anymore, and started to say what was in his heart, most of which were disorganized and unorganized, and he said whatever came to mind.

Ask Chen Yuan whether it is hard to be a soldier, what is life like in the barracks, where is he serving as a soldier now, what he usually eats, and when will he come back to get married.

There are a total of five pages of homework, both sides of which are filled with writing, and Wang Manyin's hands are almost numb from writing.

This is still the result of his refinement, otherwise, if he writes down each word one by one, he might have to write twice as many words.

"It's finished, do you think it's okay?"

Chen Donghe and Hu Yuehua went over to have a look, and nodded in satisfaction, "As expected of being a teacher, the writing is beautiful. My Xiaoyuan's writing is like a dog chewing on it. It's full of silver. I'm sorry to trouble you today."

"You said you were asked to have a meal, and you were dragging you to write so many words."

Wang Manyin waved his hand indifferently, "Let's not talk about it, just write a few words."

Chen Donghe took out the envelope he bought at the post office, sealed it, and asked Wang Manyin to send it out when he went to Shige Festival, and took a dollar for the postage.

"The postage is so expensive, I will pay for you first, and I will tell you how much the postage is, okay, it's almost time, go back and clean up the two sons, let them go to bed early."

After picking up the envelope, he got up and walked towards the house. After tidying up the two sons after a lot of trouble, it was already dark outside, and the village of Guanzi fell into silence.
(End of this chapter)