farmer's wife

Chapter 75 Letter
Following Sun Changgeng's words, Xiao Lie also set his eyes on Xiao Jian.

He was playing around behind Da Niu and the second monkey. They were the same age as the second monkey, but shorter in height and build.Fortunately, Xiao Jian was only slightly panting and sweating during the long play, and her complexion was still rosy.

"In two days, I will take him to the private school to learn from the teacher." Xiao Lie said slowly, "When the shop opens and gets busy, A Yan and I will be so busy that we might not be able to take care of him."

Fu Yan also smiled and said, "Yes, I also chose the private school of Mr. Dong Yongguang in the south of the city."

"That's good." Sun Changgeng didn't ask any more questions when he saw that the couple had made a fortune.

Continue to enjoy the delicious food until the whole table has been eaten clean, and everyone stopped their chopsticks in satisfaction.

"Fu Yan has worked hard today, and we have had a good time."

"Auntie likes it. I will come again next time. Anyway, you know our family now."

It was getting late, and the Sun family had to go back quickly, but they didn't want to stay any longer. Aunt Zhang took Fu Yan to thank her for today's hospitality.

Sun Changming also walked out with them.

Fu Yan hurriedly said: "Master, why don't you rest at home tonight." Sun Changming had to go up the mountain alone after returning to the village, and the mountain road was not easy to walk in the dark.

Sun Changming touched Xiao Jian's little head, and shook his head at Fu Yan: "It's okay, I'm used to walking."

Unable to stop Sun Changming, Fu Yan no longer insisted, but just brought a few more lanterns to illuminate them.

"Slow down." Xiao Lie, Fu Yan, and Xiao Jian stood together outside the courtyard gate and watched them go away.

"Go back, go back." Sun Changgeng waved his hands with his back to them.

After they left for a while, Aunt Zhang suddenly stopped and turned back.

She hurried back and stopped in front of Fu Yan, panting heavily.

Fu Yan also went to support her and asked, "Auntie? Did something fall?"

Aunt Zhang took out a blue cloth bag from the bottom of the basket in her hand, and opened the folded and covered layers of cloth before revealing a letter box.

She took out the letter box and handed it to Fu Yan: "This is a letter from a businessman who found the village yesterday and brought it to you. He said it was brought back from the capital. You have moved to the city and you don't know what to do. Hurry up, I will accept this letter first."

Speaking of which, Aunt Zhang also felt annoyed for herself: "I'm getting old and my memory is not good, so I said I'll give it to you as soon as I come."

Fu Yan had no relatives or friends, so she could only think of the letter from the capital as Zhao Yunyan and Nanny Li.

Thinking that it was Zhao Yunyan's letter, Fu Yan's eyes turned red with excitement, and she took the letterbox with slightly trembling hand.

"Thank you Aunt Zhang for bringing me the letter. It's really...really important to me."

"Then you put it away, I'll leave if nothing happens." This time Aunt Zhang quickly walked back not far away to wait for her family.

Fu Yan caressed the gentle letter in her hand, but seemed to be stuck by the thick friendship it brought.

Xiao Lie stepped forward to support his daughter-in-law who was stunned there: "Ah Yan, let's go back, and take a good look at it when we go back."

Back in the yard, Fu Yan couldn't wait to clean up the cups and plates on the table, and couldn't wait to sit under the light and unplug the bamboo tube cover.

Gently unfold the thin flower paper, and the familiar lowercase characters appear vividly on the paper:

Dear sister Ayan:

I hope you are well... Recently arrived in Beijing to live in a temporary residence, everything is fine for me, Ah Yan don't have to worry...Although you and I have been separated for many days, I always feel that you are still by my side, and I have called you several times. The name was a joke between Nanny Li and Fentao.But I know that Nanny Li also misses you very much.

……

There have been a lot of changes in the mansion recently, and when it stabilizes, I will send you a letter to inform you of the address, so that we can communicate with each other more conveniently.With Nanny Li by my side, everything is fine for me, and I will visit my grandmother soon, so I don't need to worry too much.I hope sister A Yan can also go smoothly and be happy.

Sister, Yunyan wrote it herself.

Holding the letter paper in her hands, Fu Yan read the few sentences on it over and over again. A few drops of water fell on the yellowish paper, blurring a small piece. She just pressed the letter paper against her chest and raised her head.

After Xiao Lie cleaned the dishes, he walked over, and saw Fu Yan raised her head, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes and disappearing into the temples.

Dim yellow lights enveloped her who was rarely sad.

Xiao Lie sighed and walked to her side.He bent down and took out the Supa Fu Yan made for him, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took her into his arms again, and stroked her embroidered hair as if coaxing Ajian.

"I'm here." Don't cry.

Fu Yan stretched her arms around his waist, hiding those thin sobs in his generous arms.

I don't want to think, but when she saw this letter, she couldn't help it for a while.

Fu Yanqiong came here alone in her previous life. Although she has been a slave and maidservant for 12 years, she has been accompanied by Zhao Yunyan, Nanny Li and others during this long period of growing up.

They are her guiding connection with the world, her relatives.

But in this dynasty, the transportation is inconvenient, the contact is inconvenient, and there is no news when they leave.

At this time, the letter that passed through many people's hands ignited Fu Yan's suppressed longing.

She misses them.

After a while, Fu Yan regained her composure and raised her head in embarrassment.

"Brother Alie, I'm fine."

Xiao Lie didn't laugh at her, but said: "Has the Zhao family entered the capital safely?"

"Yes, they are fine."

"Then you should rest assured."

Fu Yan looked up at Xiao Lie, smiled and nodded.Everyone she cares about should be fine.

Back in the east room, Fu Yan carefully folded the letter and locked it in the small box where she kept her valuables. .

The next day, Fu Yan packed up Xiao Jian's wedding ceremony in good spirits, and together with Xiao Lie brought Xiao Jian to visit her husband.

Xiao Jian has been able to memorize the entire "Thousand Characters" under the guidance of Fu Yan, and knows dozens of big characters.

You must know that Xiao Jian has only studied for less than three months.

Xiao Jian's personality is introverted and quiet, she can sit still and has a good memory.Fu Yan felt that the child had some talent in reading and learning.

But she had never done anything about teaching and educating people, so she didn't dare to mislead her children, so she discussed with Xiao Lie and sent them to the private school early.

The husband asked a few questions about the progress of the study. Although Xiao Jian was a little nervous, she answered obediently and recited "Thousand Characters".

Hearing that Fu Yan had taught him a few words, the master took a pen and ink and asked him to write.

Xiao Jian wrote down her name, the handwriting is immature but still readable.

Mr. Dong stroked his long beard in satisfaction, nodded and accepted him.

Seeing Mr. Xiao Jian taking the exam, Fu Yan waited on the side as if she was taking the exam, nervously slowing down her breathing.

Seeing that the old man finally nodded at this time, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly handed Xiao Jian's Shuxiu of this year to the book boy beside him.

The book boy also told them the schedule of work and rest in the private school.

Because the children in the private school are close and far away, lunch is used in the private school, and a cook who specializes in cooking is hired in the private school.Classes start at Chenzheng (8:5 am) and You ([-]:[-] pm) every day, with two days off every half month.

(End of this chapter)