Siheyuan starts a 100,000-acre farm

Qin Jingru looked innocent, as if it was Yi Zhonghai who was wrong and it had nothing to do with him.

"I say, uncle, are you going to confiscate my house or not? If you don't, I'll go back!"

Xu Damao just wants to watch the fun and enjoy the event. Even at this time, he is still thinking about satirizing Yi Zhonghai.

"Humph!"

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly and didn't say anything. Instead, he walked back with his hands behind his back without even looking at Xu Damao.

Whatever he said at this time was wrong. He could neither say that the house was confiscated nor that it was not confiscated.

Instead of doing this, it is better to turn around and leave yourself a way out.

Qin Jingru looked at the back of the Lord of Morality with a disdainful smile, as if Yi Zhonghai was simply not worth mentioning in her heart.

In fact, it’s not that the little girl is so capable, it’s just that the thing Li Aiguo left for her is too buggy.

Who in normal times would have this thing? In ancient times, only the nobles such as kings, princes, generals and ministers could have it.

Xu Damao and Sha Zhu were dazed as they watched Qin Jingru's departing back. It's true that girls change a lot as they grow up, and they become more and more beautiful.

Qin Jingru is really feminine now. The two of them want to approach her, but they don't have any chance at all.

Qin Jingru ignored them completely, not even looking at them, as if they were nothing but air.

It was not until the little girl's back disappeared that Xu Damao and Sha Zhu came to their senses and looked at each other.

"cut!"

"cut!"

The two of them snorted in unison and left tacitly. After all, they were all foxes from the same mountain. What kind of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio are you telling me?

Qin Jingru returned home and continued reading, as if what had just happened had not affected her at all.

This was also within her expectations, or rather within Li Aiguo's expectations.

As early as 8 years ago when Li Aiguo went abroad, he told her very clearly that first, the property should not be exposed, and second, if someone conducted a search, she should take out the contents of the box.

The afternoon sun shone on Qin Jingru's face, making her feel a little sleepy. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she heard a voice faintly:

"Qin Jingru has a letter for you, sent from America, come out and get it!"

Qin Jingru was shocked and woke up instantly. She thought she had heard it wrong. She couldn't think of anyone other than Li Aiguo who was sent from the United States.

"Qin Jingru has a letter for you......."

Another cry was heard, and Qin Jingru was sure that there was indeed a letter for her. Her heart was filled with infinite joy.

You have to know that this is the first time Li Aiguo has written a letter to himself in 8 years, and there is nothing he can do about it given the current turmoil in the country.

Letters from a foreign country will bring some trouble to Qin Jingru, even though Li Aiguo has an official background.

But the King of Hell is more difficult to deal with than the little ghosts. Who knows what kind of trouble the people below can cause.

Using one's minimal power to make things as difficult for others as possible seems to be a tradition that is ingrained in human nature.

In this era, mail delivery was done by people from the post office riding a 28-inch bicycle, traveling through the streets and alleys regardless of rain or shine.

Those who ride bicycles are still from the post office in the city. If it is in the towns or poor areas, most of the mail delivery people walk.

Qin Jingru took the letter with great excitement on his face. Without even having time to thank the postman, he trotted back to the room.

Looking at the dark yellow envelope in her hand and the stamp on it, Qin Jingru stretched out her little hand and touched it again and again, her heart pounding.

Although he really wanted to see what was inside, he was reluctant to open it. Finally, he couldn't help himself and carefully tore open the envelope, treating it as a treasure, as if he didn't want to damage it in the slightest.

After Qin Jingru opened it, she found five or six pieces of letter paper, and what caught her eye was a pair of elegant and graceful handwriting written in pen.

Although elegant, each stroke appears so powerful, giving people a different sense of beauty.

What Qin Jingru didn't know was that in order to write this letter, Li Aiguo specially bought a Parker pen, and it was a signature pen, which he used specifically to write to the little girl, just to show off his beautiful handwriting.

"Dear girl,

Seeing is like seeing you, reading this letter makes you happy!

The east wind knows my intention, and the moon warms the hearts of old friends.

You are my unexpected encounter, and also my sudden love for you.

When I think of you, time seems to be leisurely, and the falling flowers in front of the window also seem to be slow and unhurried!

It was July, and the mountains and rivers were entering autumn. I sat leisurely in front of the window, stroking the jade table, and sighing at the passing of time.

As I pick up the pen and put pen to paper, I become depressed with thoughts. I know that I am not talented and well-educated, and I don't have the looks of Pan An or the ability of Zijian. But I know that my acquaintance with you is a good fortune!

I have been wandering for half my life, seeing the flowers bloom and wither, separation and reunion, joy and sorrow, and sighing at the passing of time and years!

Lamenting that love is deep but fate is shallow, one can only hide love in the heart!

Girl, the paper is too short to express thousands of words!

The ink dries easily, and the words cannot be used to fill it.

My heart is in turmoil again, I only wish you could spend the day and night with me in this world, eating simple meals and never getting tired of them.................... "

Qin Jingru was about to cry when she saw this. The letter written by Li Aiguo was really romantic.

It really touched her heart, and she secretly admired Li Aiguo's talent.

But at the same time, she had some doubts in her heart. It was not that she thought the letter was not written by Li Aiguo. She believed that with Li Aiguo's talent, he could definitely write such a love letter.

I just feel that Li Aiguo can't say such words. Although the two of them have not been together for a long time,

But sharing the same bed and being inseparable, it can definitely be said that they know each other well and have a tacit understanding without words. Qin Jingru also thinks that he knows Li Aiguo very well.

With Li Aiguo's narcissism, he would never say such a thing.

Especially without Pan An's appearance and Zi Jian's talent,

This is definitely not something Li Aiguo could say out loud, unless it was in the newspaper or in front of outsiders, then he might be humble.

When there were only two of them, or in private, Li Aiguo often said, "He is as handsome as Pan An, as pretty as Song Yu, more talented than Zijian, and as wealthy as Shi Chong."

This statement is in line with Li Aiguo's character. Qin Jingru also wondered if she was overthinking it! Or maybe Li Aiguo has grown up now?

No longer as naughty as he was when he was a child, Li Aiguo may now be a gentleman, humble and studious, Qin Jingru thought.

But no matter what, Li Aiguo's love letter really touched Qin Jingru, and a sweet feeling surged in her heart. At this moment, Qin Jingru felt that she was the happiest person in the world.

The little girl read the love letter again and again, reluctant to turn to the next page.