He Is Warmer Than Time

In mid-October, after a series of autumn rains, the sweet-scented osmanthus in Haicheng withered and the temperature dropped a lot.

Song Ran was wearing a thin sweater, sitting at the desk in the bedroom, writing a letter seriously, she promised the letter from the future sister-in-law, and she could keep the promise.

Write the letter, put it in the envelope, put a few more star cards and nice letter paper, then pinched a thick one, ran to the mailbox outside the bungalow area, and solemnly dropped the letter in.

Doudou should be very happy to receive her letter.

After Song Ran walked away, another person stood beside the mailbox, it was Shen Mengfang, who looked around with a sneaky expression.

Not long after, the postman came slowly on his bicycle, opened the door under the mailbox, and began to receive the letter.

Shen Mengfang hurried over and said with a smile: "Comrade, I have a letter sent to Ancheng. It seems that I forgot to write the zip code. Would you let me add it?"

The postman picked and picked and handed the letter to Shen Mengfang: "Is this one? The post is written."

"Let me see, let me see."

Group 4, Xinxiang Village, Qinnan Township, Antai County, Ancheng City, Qingshan Province...

The smile of Shen Mengfang's mouth was fleeting, and then he handed the letter to the postman: "Oh, I have a wrong memory, I have a wrong memory, I'm sorry, Comrade, I wasted your time."

The postman smiled: "It's not in the way, it's not in the way."

Ancheng, Xinxiang Village, Ding Guoying rode a tricycle with her mother to the town, the second aunt holding a basket of eggs in her arms.

It’s good to have a tricycle. It’s much easier to go to the streets. Some of the eggs and agricultural products at home can also be taken to the market and sold to others.

The second aunt sat behind her, her expression still not very good: "Let me say Guoying, that Wenfeng, their family conditions are really pretty good, his family has two brothers, his brother is married, and his sister-in-law is not martial. , The person is very literate, and then you will get along well with your wives, otherwise, just follow him."

Ding Guoying immediately sank his face: "A lame man, can he compare with Jingxing?"

The second lady became anxious: "Brother Jingxing, Brother Jingxing, who is fascinated by the vixen, won't marry you at all."

Ding Guoying gritted his teeth and said: "If they don’t get married for two days, I won’t marry for one day. I showed them to the fortune-teller that day. They wouldn’t come together at all. The fortune-teller said my horoscope was only a prosperous one. Brother OK."

The second aunt stared at her angrily, and the fortune-telling Po Li, just gave the money and counted. It was not because of the little money they had on hand, and she said it was nice to coax people, and she was not accurate at all. It's just that this girl caught a life-saving straw.

She didn't dare say anything at this moment. The two of them went to the street and locked their bicycles. They went to a street in the vegetable market and found an open space to sit down and prepare to sell eggs.

The streets were dusty and narrow, mostly pedestrians, and bicycles were rare. Suddenly, Ding Guoying heard someone inquiring about how to get to the new village.

She tugged at her mother: "Someone is asking about our village."

The second lady tightened her turban and glanced at the men in the crowd: "Looks like a city person."

Ding Guoying stood up and patted his butt: "I'll take a look."

She walked over and patted the back of the man wearing the tunic: "Master, are you going to Xinxiang Village?"

The man turned his head to look at her: "Sister, do you know how to go?"

"Who are you looking for in Xinxiang Village?"

"Gu family, expert Gu Jing."

(Ps: I will add more today, okay~)