Rebirth of the beloved wife

Chapter 63

"Student Fang Qiubai from Class 2 ([-]), there is a letter from you in the reception room. Please bring your student ID card to collect the letter after school."

It was very unexpected. The radio room, which usually only played music in the afternoon, actually broadcast such a news. Everyone's attention was focused on Fang Qiubai who was trying to maintain his composure, but his clenched hands fluttered The eyelashes and the red face have betrayed her long ago.

The eyes of the whole class were focused on Fang Qiubai in the second row. After a long time, the class finally suppressed the commotion of the students in the class.

Undoubtedly, the classmate Fang Qiubai who had the letter had gained a lot of limelight, and she herself knew this, so after school, she dawdled for a long time, waiting for the students to leave, and then took her Primary school student card, went to the reception room, and took Hao Baiyan's letter from the squinting uncle.

After quickly stuffing it into the schoolbag, he left the school slowly, carrying the schoolbag on his back, and went to a small restaurant not far away.

The meatballs in this restaurant are delicious. Fang Qiubai bought meatballs worth ten cents and took them home, which was regarded as an extra dish for his mother and daughter.

Mother Fang still continued her good habit of not cooking. For dinner, she went outside to buy some cooked food and came back, then boiled a pot of porridge and warmed up steamed buns, and it was a meal.

Fang Qiubai has been eating for several years, and has no opinion at all.Of course, even if there are opinions, it will not help.

After dinner, Fang's mother continued to set up a dragon gate array, and Fang Qiubai locked herself in her hut, and started to do her homework with the sound of shuffling the cards outside.

But today was an exception, she first took out Hao Baiyan's thick letter.

Carefully and conscientiously turned it over, looked at it, and after there was nothing wrong with it, it took out a pair of small scissors from the drawer, carefully cut the seal, and then took out a thick Three pages of letter paper.

Qiubai, my sister:
Seeing letters is like meeting.

Qiubai, glad to hear from you.

Sincerely,

Hao Boyan
Three pages of letter paper, for Fang Qiubai, is not a small amount of reading. In addition, there are too many unfamiliar words on it. Even Hao Baiyan has marked Chinese pinyin, but Fang Qiubai still spent nearly an hour. , just finished reading the letter.

In fact, the little girl was still a little uneasy about receiving Hao Baiyan's letter so soon. It was just a meeting, so how could she possibly communicate with a stranger?
At the beginning, Fang Qiubai held the belief that death would be his home, and he didn’t need to spend money anyway, so why should he be afraid of the stamps given by Hao Baiyan?

Besides, she also had a lot of distress in her heart, and she didn't know who to talk to, but the appearance of Hao Baiyan filled this problem perfectly.

Hao Baiyan didn't say anything in the letter, but only talked about his daily life, how to adjust when he was tired from studying, and so on. Although Fang Qiubai didn't think it had anything to do with him, he was still very happy that someone shared it with him.

Therefore, after Fang Qiubai read the letter, he obediently went to do his homework.Her grades are not bad, especially in Chinese, she is among the top in her grade, but she is not so good in math.

So, after all, Fang Qiubai can only be ranked in the top five in the class, which is considered a top student.

It is precisely because of her good grades that the misfortune of the family made more people feel sorry for this little girl. The teachers took good care of Fang Qiubai, so Fang Qiubai felt much more at ease at school.

After Fang Qiubai finished her homework, she found that it was already 08:30, but the sound of mahjong outside hadn't stopped, so she didn't follow her usual habit, so she went to bed and dug out a cardboard box from under the bed. Rummaging around, I found a stack of letter paper exuding a scent.

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