Chapter 120 Don't Let Me Know Who You Are
What fell out of the envelope was not only the letter paper, but also two pieces of unity and a pile of receipts.

"What's the situation?"

Song Juan was confused.

Who is this letter to himself?What is the meaning of putting so many money tickets?

"Look at what's written in the letter?"

Li Guilan looked at Song Juan and told her to read the letter first.

Song Juan didn't need her mother to speak, she already reached out and grabbed the letter paper that fell from the envelope, unfolding it.

"Seeing a letter is like meeting you!"

"Guess who I am?"

"A little present for you!"

"I don't know what you like, so I can only trouble you to buy it yourself!"

"good luck!"

There are only a few simple sentences on the letter paper, but there is no signature.

"End?"

Li Guilan looked at Song Juan.

Song Juan nodded.

It is indeed over!
This letter is no different from nothing.

"Juan'er, can you guess who wrote it?"

"I can't guess!"

Song Juan rolled her eyes.

With such clues, Holmes Conan came and had to be blinded.

Of course, there are still a few suspicious targets.

For example, Kuangzheng, how ambitious, and even Wang Zhenhua!
But who exactly, there is no clue.

As for the handwriting on the letter paper?

The font looks like a dog crawling, which is deliberate at first glance.

Song Juan counted the bills, the national food stamps were [-] catties, and they were fine grain stamps. Besides, there were eight industrial stamps, two soap stamps, and eight-foot cloth stamps.

"Then, what about these things?"

Li Guilan looked at the two Great Unity and the pile of bills in front of her.

"Save it first!"

"Oh, by the way, the tickets have a limited period of time, mom, look back, don't expire, use it when you need it!"

"How did this happen?"

When Li Guilan heard this, she immediately shook her head, "I don't know who gave it to me. If something happens in the future, we can't afford to pay for so many tickets!"

If it was money, Li Guilan wouldn't bat an eye, after all, the old Song's family still had some wealth.

But this bill is different, it came as planned.

"Mom, if you don't use it, these things will become waste paper when the time expires. At that time, we won't be able to pay them back!"

"Listen to me, use it when you need it!"

"If there is any problem in the future, I will solve it!"

Song Juan didn't take these bills seriously at all.

No matter who sent it, if there were any disputes in the future, it would not be difficult to resolve them.After all, who knows what will happen in the future?
"No, you still have to ask your father about this matter!"

Li Guilan shook her head violently.

Although she usually looks like the master of the house at home, but when something big happens, Dong Lai Fulai still has to make up her mind.

"Okay, wait for Dad to come back and ask him, old man!"

Song Juan stopped paying attention to these bills, and put the letter paper and the two pieces of unity back into the envelope.

When she was putting Da Tuan and the letter paper back, Song Juan suddenly found that there seemed to be handwriting inside the envelope.

Without the slightest hesitation, Song Juan tore open the envelope and turned the inside out.

Although it still has no name, it does have an address.

Song Juan retrieved the strand that was lost after tearing open the envelope, but this time there was nothing.

"I think I know whose letter it is!"

Song Juan sighed.

"Who?"

Li Guilan stared at Song Juan without blinking.

Song Juan took a deep breath, opened her mouth slowly, and said, "Maybe it was the educated youth who came to our village before, the one who gave me a fish, called Kuang Zheng!"

The reason why she believed that this letter was written by Kuang Zheng was because of what Song Juan said to Kuang Zheng. She said that he could not read, so even if Kuang Zheng wrote the letter, he would not receive a reply.

Kuang Zheng made it so mysterious, most likely it was to get Song Juan to reply.

"Juan'er, you and that educated youth..."

"Mom, I have nothing to do with him!"

Song Juan answered firmly.

She is not lying, but telling the truth.

When Kuangzheng confessed his love to her, she refused completely.

She doesn't raise fish, doesn't need a spare tire, and doesn't need to hang each other.

However, Song Juan obviously underestimated Kuang Zheng's perseverance.

"It doesn't matter, can he send you so many things?"

"Your second brother's monthly salary can't be exchanged for these things!"

Li Guilan was skeptical about Song Juan's answer.

Song Juan rolled her eyes and said, "Mom, I'm your daughter, you don't believe me!"

"I've said it all, I have nothing to do with Kuangzheng."

"When she didn't leave, she confessed to me, but I refused!"

"When he returned to the city, he came to me and asked if he could write me a letter. I said no, and even if he wrote the letter, I would not reply."

"How do I know that he has not given up after coming here for so long?"

Song Juan said that she was wronged.

When explaining to Li Guilan, Song Juan felt inexplicably that this letter could not be said to have been sent by Kuang Zheng.

After all, Kuangzheng has been away for so long, it has been several months!

After such a long time of no movement, a letter came suddenly, which is quite strange when you think about it.

"Respond to him and send him all these back!"

Li Guilan made a decision without hesitation.

"it is good!"

Song Juan simply agreed.

I have the reply envelope at home, and I also have the stamp.

Song Juan quickly wrote a reply letter, rewrapped the Datuantong and receipts, stuffed them into an envelope, and then rode on her bicycle and went straight to the post office where the commune was located.

If it was really Kuang Zheng's letter, then Song Juan's reply would break her claim that she would not reply.But even so, Song Juan still had to reply.

A gentleman deals with things, doing something, and not doing something.

Although Song Juan dare not call herself a gentleman, she is also a principled person.

Just trying to corrupt her with a sugar-coated cannonball?
Who do you look down on?
Don't say that Lao Song's family has everything now, even if she is in a poor family now, it is not a little money that can change her mind.

In order to ensure that the letter would not be lost in the middle, Song Juan spent extra money and sent it by registered mail.

"No matter who you are, don't let me know who you are, you bastard!"

Registered mail is not cheap.

Song Juan's small coffers shrank a lot again.

If she had known that registered mail was not cheap, she should have taken out the big unity in the envelope and noted in the reply that the missing money was sent by registered mail.

But now, this expense can only be borne by Song Juan herself!
After sending the letter, Song Juan felt aggrieved, so she went to the supply and marketing agency first, bought herself a popsicle, and sucked it up on the spot.

Then, she bought three more popsicles, stepped on her bicycle, and rushed back to Banpo Village at the fastest speed.

When I got home, the popsicles hadn't melted.

"Mom, eat popsicles!"

Song Juan handed the popsicle to Li Guilan with a big smile on her face.

(End of this chapter)

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