delicious master

Chapter 147 The Secret of the Envelope

There is still money in the letter?
Looking at the neatly stacked 50 yuan in his hand, Tang Xiaokang couldn't understand. What on earth was the 50 yuan used for?
"Let's read the contents of the letter first."

Thinking about it, Tang Xiaokang stuffed the 50 yuan change in his hand back into the envelope. There were not many coins, and they were neatly folded. After pressing hard, it was impossible to see that there was still money in the envelope.

After doing all this, Tang Xiaokang stared at the outside of the envelope again.

Looking at the kraft envelope with stamps on it, Tang Xiaokang always felt that something was wrong.

Why doesn't this envelope have a postmark?

After reading it three or four times, Tang Xiaokang realized that the envelope was not from the post office, and there was no post office signature postmark on it, so it was no wonder that the envelope did not need to be sealed.

He couldn't help complaining, but the envelope was filled out with a formal address and stamped on it, making Tang Xiaokang subconsciously think that it was sent by the post office.

Putting the things on the counter, Tang Xiaokang unfolded the folded letter paper in his hand.

It was a very simple letter from home, written in such detail that every bit of what happened was written by Su Jianye's father.

The font is not very good-looking, and I can feel the difficulty of the other party's writing, but I still can't help nagging about homework.

This year's harvest is mediocre. After selling some, the family doesn't have much surplus food. On the contrary, it's because the price of pork has risen. By raising old sows for one year, I made a little money and can buy some things during the Chinese New Year.

Su Jianye's mother is not in good health. She has been coughing all the time recently, and her legs hurt at night.

However, nothing major happened at home, and they were still living in peace and stability as before. Looking at the contents of this letter, Tang Xiaokang looked a little weird.

It's not so much a letter from home, let alone a daily record in the family, all kinds of things in life are recorded in it.

Even a complete stranger like Tang Xiaokang can understand what happened during this period of time at a glance.

The family letters between father and son are really...somewhat unique.

Eyes kept scanning the contents of the envelope, except for household chores, Tang Xiaokang didn't see anything about the relationship between their father and son.

When Tang Xiaokang read the end of the letter, he finally saw something different.

That's what he said when he was eating melon in the kitchen.

Dad knows you don’t have much money, but Dad is also very cautious with his hands...

After silently reading everything, Tang Xiaokang was looking at the 50 yuan under the envelope, with enlightenment in his eyes, and he let out a sigh of relief. To be honest, Tang Xiaokang wanted to beat up Su Jianye a little bit at this moment.

Putting the envelope back intact and locking it up as it was, Tang Xiaokang felt a little stuck in his heart.

[Ding, you have gained a situational epiphany.Do you want to enter now? 】

Just when Tang Xiaokang was thinking about how to tell Su Jianye about this matter, Tang Xiaokang suddenly heard a voice in his head.

【no】

I clicked it without hesitation. It will be breakfast time later, and it is obviously inappropriate to enter the illusion now.

Tang Xiaokang didn't need to think about it at all, he knew that this illusion of epiphany must have something to do with Su Jianye.

Just worried about how to tell the other party what was in the letter, Tang Xiaokang decided to make plans after reading the scene and realizing the situation in it.

Still in a hurry in the morning, as Dongju's reputation slowly spread, there were more and more diners in the morning, and many people came from farther places just to have breakfast.

The line has been lined up outside the gate of Dongju, and Tang Xiaokang discovered that the business is so good that it is also a headache.

Originally, it was at most three barrels of mutton soup a day, but now it has become a morning's consumption.

But fortunately, the constant ringing of Alipay payment information is quite pleasant.

Although it was said that it was all in the account of my mother's company in the end, how can I still hear it now?

Fortunately, the time for breakfast wasn't too long, and the whole hall gradually became more relaxed at the beginning of ten o'clock.

Only one or two people were left to eat in the hall, and Tang Xiaokang cleaned the entire hall.

There are too many people in the morning, people coming and going, making the whole hall look dirty.

After seeing off the last guest, Tang Xiaokang looked up at the time, it was [-]:[-], fortunately, there was still some time before noon, so he could rest.

Sitting on the chair, Tang Xiaokang couldn't help but think of the epiphany he got in the morning. There seems to be a lot of time now, why not take a look for yourself?
I was thinking about it in my mind, not completely sure yet, but subconsciously I had clicked on the yes button.

The dense fog gradually rose, and it was only at this time that Tang Xiaokang realized what had happened.

The control of the stream of consciousness is not good. Although it is convenient, subconscious thoughts are often confirmed by the mind.

When the fog cleared, what Tang Xiaokang saw was a small village.

It looks like a rural area from [-]s. Not to mention asphalt roads, there are no cement floors or gravel floors. It is all yellow mud.

It should have just rained, the ground is like wet paint, it's so weird when you step on it, the whole shoe can stick to you.

A little boy appeared in the mud. He seemed to be very experienced. He didn't touch the earthy mud, but walked on the grass on both sides.

Although the rain on the grass will wet the shoes, it is obviously more acceptable than the situation in the muddy ground.

This person seems to be Su Jianye?

Looking at the little boy walking over, Tang Xiaokang was a little unsure.

Tang Xiaokang just took a look at the man yesterday, that is, he had some impressions. It is not embarrassing for Tang Xiaokang to completely remember the other person's appearance.

Anyway, in the fantasy world, Tang Xiaokang was not afraid of being regarded as a human trafficker, so he approached the little man directly, sizing up his face constantly.

The look between his brows seemed to be somewhat imaginative, he stepped on the muddy ground, and the things in the environment basically did not affect him, so he was not afraid of getting dirty.

Followed the little boy all the way into the village, bypassed the outermost houses, and came to an earthen house with black tiles and white walls, and the white ash outside was covered with moss. It is covered with yellow soil, and the roof above is covered with thatch.

The little boy stopped at the door of the house, looking at the crimson gate with peeling paint, hesitating for a while whether to go in or not.

"Jianye is back."

A voice came from behind the little boy. Turning around, it was a woman wearing blue long sleeves. Her skin was a little dark and she looked like wheat. Her hair was held together with small hairpins, and she looked very capable.

(End of this chapter)