diskusbooks Chapter 151 Another Letter from He Fangfang
Chapter 151 Another Letter from He Fangfang
"He Jing, there is a letter for you."
This time the person who delivered the letter was not the same postman as last time, but a slightly older middle-aged man.
"I'm going out." Hearing her name, He Jing stood up.
He Jijun said, "Let someone come to the house and have a glass of water."
"Yeah." He Jing agreed and went out.
Zhou Qian'an subconsciously stood up and followed him out.
Jiang Xiaohong and Xu Xiaoxiao, who originally wanted to follow him out, had to stop and sit back down uncomfortably.
For a moment, the four people in the main room felt a little awkward.
He Jidong coughed, trying to act like the second brother, but he blinked and didn't know what to say, so he got stuck.
He Jijun glanced at him, then looked at the two people who were restrained, "Just treat it as your own home, no need to be so polite."
Jiang Xiaohong and Xu Xiaoxiao: "..."
at the same time.
Zhou Qianan followed.
He Jing looked back, "What's wrong?"
"I'll go with you." Zhou Qi'an said, and then asked: "Is it another manuscript this time?"
"No." He Jing shook her head and denied, "I only voted once."
"Besides, I just asked my mother to help me mail the letter today. It's impossible for me to get a reply right now." He Jing frowned.
Huang Xiaoyue and the others didn’t know their current address, so even if they wanted to write a letter, there was no way to send it.
But what if they asked someone?
He Jing's brows were still tightly furrowed. She knew very well what kind of people the He couple were. They would definitely not have the patience to answer Huang Xiaoyue and the other three.
He Fangfang?
Will she say it?
He Jing was not sure.
In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the door.
The postman was indeed replaced by an uncle.
When the postman saw He Jing, his eyes suddenly brightened, thinking that his boy was really good at finding a place to go. But then he saw Zhou Qian'an behind He Jing, and his brows furrowed.
"Hello, I'm He Jing."
The postman came to his senses and handed over the letter he had taken out earlier. "It's from He Jing, sent from Yunluo City."
"Thank you." He Jing pursed her lips when she saw the address it was sent to.
Zhou Qi'an saw it and asked, "Who sent it?"
"He Fangfang." He Jing answered with a frown.
However, He Jing quickly exhaled, looked up at the postman, and said, "Uncle, come in and have a drink of water, and rest for a while before going back."
It's too hot today.
Water should be replenished in time.
The postman looked at the big sun in the sky, took off his hat and fanned himself, but it was of no use, so he wiped the sweat off his face.
Seeing that there was a man there, not a little girl like He Jing, he nodded and agreed, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." He Jing and Zhou Qian'an led the people in.
The postman then discovered that there were quite a few people in the house.
And they are all young people.
And they happened to be in pairs.
The postman suddenly lost his mind.
He Jijun spoke at the right time, "I am the captain of the Hekou Production Brigade, He Jijun."
"He Jing is my little sister."
"I'm his second brother, He Jidong."
The postman nodded repeatedly, "Hello, my name is Chen Guoqiang, and I work as a postman in town."
This is also a stable job.
Many people are envious.
It's just a little bit hard.
"Uncle Chen, hello." As the future head of this family, He Jijun started chatting in a very familiar manner.
How hard is this job? Where do you usually go? How do you calculate your rest days? How many people are there in your family?
As the two chatted, they talked about He Jing.
When talking about He Jing, He Jijun looked quite proud and said, "This is my little sister, although we didn't grow up together."
"But the relationship between the three of us brothers and sisters is still very good."
"This is my younger sister's fiancé. They are getting engaged next month." He Jijun introduced Zhou Qian'an again.
The postman Chen Guoqiang looked over and exclaimed, then looked at the two of them carefully and nodded repeatedly, "They are a good match."
"The man is handsome and the woman is pretty." Of course, these are just nice words.
Chen Guoqiang looked at Zhou Qian'an, who had a dark face and stood next to He Jing, who had a pale face, and always felt that they were not a good match.
To be honest, when my sons stand together, they look more like a couple.
It's just a pity.
Chen Guoqiang doesn't want his son to get involved with a girl who already has a boyfriend.
We'll have a good talk about it when we get back.
From now on, no letters to the He family can be delivered by their sons.
Chen Guoqiang was thinking about something, and no one else could tell.
It’s almost time to rest, and it’s time for Chen Guoqiang to go back.
As soon as he stood up, Xu Zhaodi came back with four children.
"Dad, we are back."
As soon as Jinbao, Jinbao, Miaomiao and Yinbao came in and saw their fathers, they rushed over and called for help.
When Chen Guoqiang saw the four adorable little kids, envy immediately appeared in his eyes.
“There are so many children.”
"No, we have two each." He Jidong said, and introduced, "That's my wife, Xu Zhaodi."
"Oh, a guest is coming." Xu Zhaodi walked into the room, sweating and hot.
"The town's postman, Uncle Chen." He Jidong said.
Xu Zhaodi saw that the time was almost up, "Uncle Chen, do you want to stay for dinner?"
"It's already this late, don't leave." The reason why Xu Zhaodi was so warm and generous was that she thought her sister-in-law would submit articles in the future, so if she was nice to the postman, maybe his letters would be delivered earlier in the future.
No need to wait so many days.
Chen Guoqiang refused, "No, no, there is still time, I still have to send a few more before I go back."
"I'll have a chance later."
"Okay." He Jidong agreed immediately.
He Jijun said, "Go and see him off."
He Jidong went to see Chen Guoqiang off, and met Shi Chunlan and the others who had just returned.
"Mom, Sister Qing, Sister-in-law." He Jidong called people and introduced Chen Guoqiang's identity to them.
At this moment, Chen Guoqiang finally recognized the He family and knew that there was a misunderstanding before, but he was glad that he didn't ask about it and avoided embarrassment.
The postman left, and Mrs. Qing looked curiously, "Chunlan, did Fangfang write to you again?"
In the eyes of the villagers, the He family had never received any letters. The only letter was written by He Fangfang, the daughter that Yunluocheng had raised for eighteen years.
"Are you here to ask if you are going?" Mrs. Qing asked again.
He Jidong frowned and said nothing.
There won't be any problem if I tell others about this.
He Jidong had no objection, but when he heard Mrs. Qing's words, he immediately thought of the expression on He Jing's face when she came in.
No need to think too much, it should have been written by He Fangfang.
Does she really want the whole family to go there?
He Jidong didn't think so.
There must be something else.
Shi Chunlan listened to Mrs. Qing's question, nodded, and shook her head, "I don't know."
"I'll ask Jingjing later."
Mrs. Qing continued, "If you really want to go, you can prepare in advance."
"Jingjing's engagement is busy enough."
"Yeah." Shi Chunlan was a little absent-minded.
Mrs. Qing came back and as usual invited her to stay for dinner, but she refused as usual.
Mrs. Qing took Jiang Xiaohong and Xu Xiaoxiao back home.
Zhou Qian looked at the time and the faces of the He family. He guessed that they had something important to say, so he found an excuse and left.