I run a food city in the last days

What catches the eye is the very childish font. This is really a letter, written by Jiang Yiyin, who was once a child, to his newly born brother.

It can be seen that there were not many words in Jiang Yi's drinking party at that time. Although some parts were replaced with pinyin, the letter still only had a few dozen words:

Hello, brother Yuning, I saw you sleeping very cutely today, I hope you grow up quickly and play with me.

Qi Yuening pursed his lips, folded the letter and stuffed it back, then opened the second letter:

The sunset is so beautiful today. I’ll watch it with you next time.

The third letter:

Dad made some delicious food, but you can only drink milk. You're so wet today, and mom said you're starting to grow teeth.

Fourth letter:

It's spring festival at school today, and the animal park is very fun. I'll take you to play in the future.

……

Qi Yuening read each letter one by one, and slowly the childish fonts became more and more sophisticated. Each letter was no longer a sentence, but the content was still a record of what Jiang Yiyin thought was fun, interesting, or memorable that day. It's as if I'm sharing my life with my little baby self.

But these letters were never delivered to him. Qi Yuening frowned: "Since they were written to me, why didn't she let me know?"

Of course Liu Tong couldn't answer this. She thought for a while and said: "Why don't you read the last few letters, maybe there will be an answer."

He thought it made sense, so he immediately followed the instructions and took out an envelope from the bottom.

The envelopes look better as they go to the back, which is very suitable for girls who were already in high school at that time. The envelope in his hand was an ancient style envelope with a green bamboo forest painted on it. It also had his name and date written on it. Looking at the time, he suddenly remembered What? His hand shook slightly. He had already opened the envelope but didn't take out the letter paper for a long time.

Liu Tong didn't know what her husband was thinking, so she was still urging: "Take it out and take a look."

She had also read it just now, so now she was curious, why were these letters not delivered to her husband?

Liu Tong had no idea that there had been such a period of time when the sister and brother were at odds with each other. When she met Qi Yuening, the other party had been subdued by Jiang Yiyin and Gu Huaiting's hard and soft methods. She has become a good brother with twenty-four filial piety, so she just feels it is a pity that such a letter full of sister's feelings for her brother was not delivered to her husband early.

Hearing his wife's urging, Qi Yuening slowly took out the letter and opened it slowly.

Dear brother:

This is the last time I write to you. Originally I had a plan to give these to you when you are eighteen years old as an alternative record of your growth, or to give these to me on your wedding day. Future siblings.

But I guess if these letters are given to you, you will just throw them into the trash can with disdain. After all, this is my hard work for many years. If it turns into garbage like this, I will still be sad, so I will keep it for now.

I don’t know why you think I’m here to fight for your things. You know Qi Yuening, sometimes looking at your disgusted face, I really want to say, “I was the one who came here first.” I came to this home. At that time, you were not even a fertilized egg!

But I still hold back every time. Just having your mouth shut is enough to make Dad sad. I don't want Dad to be more sad.

Anyway, I have already made up my mind that I will find an ordinary job in the future, form an ordinary family, and be filial to my father, but I will not want anything from him. I hope that by then, you can believe that I really have no intention of fighting with you.

In fact, I know that when you say those words sometimes, you mainly think that your father has too high demands on you and always compares us. Oh, you naive little boy, if you don’t want to be compared with me, just work harder on your own. You can’t count on me. Showing off?

Of course, you won't listen to these words if I say them. Anyway, I plan to keep this letter and never show it to you, a brat like you, so I can just vent it out casually.

Qi Yuening, you little brat, I hate you too! snort!

……

Liu Tong had a strange look on his face after reading it. This obviously had a completely different emotion from the previous content. Rather than a letter left to his brother, it was more like a tree hole where his sister-in-law vented her anger. The other party probably didn't expect this letter at all. One day Qi Yuening would see it, so there were a lot of venting words at the end, not a single curse word, but enough to make one imagine how gritted her teeth my sister-in-law, who was not even eighteen years old at the time, was when she wrote this.

Sensing his wife's incredulous gaze, Qi Yuening coughed lightly: "Oh, it's much gentler than I thought."

"...How rebellious were you back then?"

Just talking about "gentleness", it seems that he has a bad opinion of himself.

"Back then, anyway, I wasn't very lovable." When he thought about that time in the past, he felt like going back and beating himself up. Just before he opened this letter, he thought he could see his sister yelling at him.

Why do you think so? After all, she was not merciful at all when she slapped people. Thinking about it, she felt that she should be even more merciless in her writing.

But I didn't expect that just venting a few words like this was not considered a curse.

He let out a long breath, put the letter back into the envelope, arranged it in the same order, sealed the plastic bag again, and said to his wife: "Take these back and read them slowly, and then take them back and seal them in plastic to prevent these papers from being lost." It’s slowly getting rotten.”

"Okay." Liu Tong ran over and packed the box first, leaving a space to put these letters away.

The two of them checked up and down the house again to confirm that nothing was missing, and then left together.

In the following days, the two of them read these letters from beginning to end together, and then took protective measures for these letters together. However, when Qi Yuening thought that her sister and her family were all on the moon, she didn't know when they would see each other again. There is always a feeling of regret.

Liu Tong sensed her husband's recent depression and made a suggestion: "Look, my sister has written you so many letters. How about you start writing to her from now on?"

"Should I write too?"

"Yes, their whole family is not here now, so don't they know a lot of things? You should also write it down, so that when they come back, we can all reminisce about it together."

Qi Yuening thought this was a good idea, and immediately bought a bunch of good-looking letter paper and envelopes. He also explained to his wife: "You have to use good-looking paper, otherwise she will be disgusted to death."

"okay!"

The couple began to write letters regularly, but if something interesting happened that day, they would add a temporary letter, and gradually they accumulated dozens of letters.

On this day, a shocking news attracted the attention of people across the country.