Return To 1998

a few days later.

Shazhou County, Sanlang Township, Yuwan Administrative Village, Weiwu Natural Village.

A postal bicycle usually rode into Weiwu Village. The tall and long-legged postman had a bitter look on his face, and from time to time he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

This ghost weather is too hot, and the sun is shining again today, which makes him boring, but in order to survive, he has to continue this job.

After entering the village, he asked a few people, stopped the car a few times, and sent two letters out.

Hey! Little Angni, where is Wei Chunlan's house? Do you know?

When handing the second letter to a little boy, the postman comrade wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked the little boy casually.

Do as the locals do.

Little Angie is the name given to the little boy in Sablang Township.

If it was a little girl, she would usually call girl, but the pronunciation would be very strange, the kind that can't be typed in Chinese pinyin.

Little Aonnie looked up at him and pointed to a red brick house outside a dozen or so, There! It's there!

The postman glanced in the direction of the little boy's fingers, said thanks, got on the bicycle and went.

Wei Qiuju sat impatiently at the gate peeling edamame. This is her most hated job every summer vacation. Her cooking is not delicious, and her sister Wei Chunlan has thin nails. Soft, peeling edamame will tear your nails before long.

So, as early as the age of 12, after the parents handed over the work to their sisters during the busy farming season, the two of them divided the labor.

Sister Wei Chunlan is in charge of cooking and cooking.

But she, Wei Qiuju, did the work of choosing vegetables and peeling beans.

But she is impatient.

Let her sit for half an hour, or even an hour or two, to concentrate on choosing vegetables and peeling beans, it really cost her life.

Therefore, in the work of choosing vegetables, she usually brings her sister Wei Chunlan with her. As for the agreement back then? They are all sisters, what is the agreement, in front of the family, what is it?

Fortunately, my sister Wei Chunlan is soft-natured,

Gradually, this change was acquiesced.

But for peeling edamame, Wei Chunlan couldn't help a few times even if she wanted to. Usually, after peeling it once or twice, her nails would tear.

No, this job has become her Wei Qiuju's exclusive job.

However, during the summer vacation every year, the weather is hot, and most of the vegetables in the ground are not well grown. The leeks and edamame grow best and become real home-cooked dishes.

Say so!

During the holidays, she has to peel edamame every day.

A day goes by.

Simply sour.

I think of her as a sports student. In school, she would play iron when she had nothing to do. No matter how bad she was, she would run wild on the school playground and be a woman with the same style.

When I go home, I sit at the door every day for more than an hour, peeling the edamame...

She hates edamame!

At this moment, the postal bicycle stopped in front of her house, and the bell rang twice. After attracting her attention, the postman on the bicycle squeezed a smile and asked, Hey, this is Wei Chunlan's house. ?

Wei Qiuju frowned and looked at the green cloth bag hanging on the big bar of his bicycle, Yes! Is there a letter from me?

The courier heaved a sigh of relief, nodded, got off the car, and said, Yes! There is a letter from your family, yes, are you Wei Chunlan?

Wei Qiuju put down the bean stalk in her hand, clapped her hands, got up and strode over, Yes, I am! Who sent me the letter?

She looked puzzled.

Although she is not her sister Wei Chunlan, she and her sister go to college together, and they spend more time together in their daily life. For a while, she really couldn't imagine who would send letters to Wei Chunlan during this summer vacation.

Could it be that some bad guy in the school took a fancy to her? Want to soak her in this summer vacation?

Here! See for yourself!

The postman found a letter and handed it to Wei Qiuju.

...

When she walked home with the letter, Wei Qiuju was still squinting at the words on the envelope.

The recipient was indeed written by Wei Chunlan.

The home address is also correct.

But who is the sender of the letter, it is not written on the envelope.

Sitting back at the door, she had the urge to take it apart and take a look.

Anyway, my sister couldn't beat her.

Mainly because she was afraid that some bad guy in the school wrote a letter to her sister and wanted to soak her sister.

In her mind, her sister Wei Chunlan has always been brainless, stupid and easily deceived.

His...

With a soft sound, the envelope was torn open.

At this moment, the door to the west was opened with a creak, and Wei Chunlan walked out of the room quickly. When she saw the envelope that Wei Qiuju had just torn open, Wei Chunlan's expression changed and she exclaimed, Wei Qiuju!! You opened my letter? Do you want to die?

Screaming in surprise, Wei Chunlan immediately rushed over at a faster-than-usual speed, grabbing the letter back before Wei Qiuju could react.

Wei Qiuju just had time to quibble: Who, who said it was your letter, it's obviously mine!

Saying that, she got up and wanted to grab it back.

He was pushed and patted by Wei Chunlan and pushed away.

Wei Chunlan: You are talking nonsense! This envelope clearly has my name written on it, hum! I heard the postman ask my name in the room just now, do you still want to lie to me? You are too much Wei Qiuju! If you dare to open my letter again, I will tell my mother!

Wei Qiuju's slightly dark face turned a little red.

Hearing this, he pouted, sat back at the door, picked up the bean stalk and continued peeling the edamame, muttering disdainfully, How old you are, it's still the same old way, tell your mother whenever you want, you need to have a face! It's still my sister! I'm not like you. cowardly sister...

Wei Chunlan was too lazy to argue with her and told her mother what happened? There is a kind of you don't be afraid of mother!

Wrinkling her nose, she snorted at Wei Qiuju, Wei Chunlan turned around, twisted her waist, and went back to the room.

Before slamming on the door, he left a sentence: Don't grind foreign workers! Hurry up! It's getting late, and I've delayed cooking. Let's see how Mom will clean up you when she comes back!

main entrance.

Wei Qiuju gave her a roll of eyes.

Wei Chunlan slammed on the door, glanced at the envelope in her hand, blushed quickly, and walked to the desk by the window, impatiently pulling out the letter in the envelope.

Well, it's a few sheets of pure white manuscript paper folded together.

The words... the writing is uglier than she imagined.

Just like someone who hasn't written for a long time, wrote it.

A little stiff between strokes.

But the content of the second half of the letter seems to be written a lot more smoothly, and the font looks much better.

Chunlan:

I promised to write to you, but I haven't written to you for so long, can you wait? Sorry! It's not that I don't want to write. In fact, I have wanted to write to you for a long time. The reason why I waited for so many days is mainly because I want to save more things and words, and then write to you, I hope you can understand.

By the way, how are you at home this summer? Do you have anything interesting to share with me?

If you have any, write back to me, or when you call me, tell me, I want to hear.

Also, if you have been idle recently and feel bored, you can also come to the city to find me, I will take you to play and eat delicious food, huh, by the way, don’t you like archaeology? I know there is a mass grave, how about I take you to dig it?

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