Chuan Shu Qi Leng: I am no longer worthy of this vicious female supporting role.

As soon as Song Sangsang got well, she and her brothers and sisters from the Su family began to search all over the mountains and fields for good things, including wild vegetables, mushrooms, and fruits. It was really fun.

On this day, Song Sangsang came down from the mountain with Su Qingqing and the Su family siblings. They were about to go home for dinner when they were stopped by the postman.

"Song Sangsang, there is your letter and the package. I just happened to get them for you."

Song Sangsang was a little confused. The letter might be from Zhang Xiaoya, but who was the package? But I still accepted the letters and packages politely.

"Thank you for your hard work, comrade. Come home and have a drink of water."

"No, no, there's another one. I'll leave first." The postman said and rode away on his bicycle.

After dinner, in the evening, Song Sangsang sat by the bed and opened the letter. The letter was indeed written by Zhang Xiaoya, but the content inside really surprised Song Sangsang.

"Hello Sangsang

How are you doing lately? I have received your letter. Thank you for your concern. I have listened to your words and stayed away from those two people. However, there is something related to you recently, so I will write to you as soon as possible. I hope you know..."

Zhang Xiaoya wrote in her letter that not long ago, her educated youth center received a package and letter belonging to Song Sangsang. Because there was no Song Sangsang, no one picked it up. Just when it was about to be returned, Zhang Xiaoya found out. , Zhang Xiaoya guessed that this should be Song Sangsang’s letter, so she sent it along with her own letter.

Song Sangsang was very confused, who was it? There is no need to think about the original owner’s scumbag father and stepmother. Apart from a letter asking for money, it is impossible to get a package. Does the original owner have other relatives? It seems that he does not have any in his memory, and the original owner has no description of this aspect.

With suspicion, Song Sangsang opened the second letter

"Sang Sang's personal message:

Hello Sang Sang, I’m uncle Fulingyou. I’m sorry Sang Sang. We only found you recently, but we can’t come to see you in person due to recent affairs. Don’t blame Sang Sang.

Sangsang, I am your mother's youngest brother. Our family was separated during the war, and your mother, my sister, was abducted by human traffickers. Over the years, we have gone through several twists and turns before we found out anything about my sister's whereabouts. At that time, my sister was kidnapped by human traffickers. After being abducted, he ran away secretly and was adopted by a kind person.

......

When we rushed to the provincial capital, we found out that my sister died young, leaving you alone, and was forced by the stepmother to go to the countryside. My uncle wished he could go to Chuncheng to bring you back, but there was an emergency at home. , I can only give up now and write to you to inform you. I just hope you can know that there are elders in the family who can rely on, so you don’t have to be mentally burdened. The package is full of things from my daughter’s family. I hope you like it, Sangsang.

Another: Sangsang, this is my uncle’s address. I hope you can write to me. Our whole family is looking forward to your letter.

"Uncle stays"

After reading the letter, Song Sangsang didn't know what to say for a while. The original owner still had relatives, so why wasn't it reflected in the book? Was it because of the changes caused by the flapping of the wings of his little butterfly? The main thing is to know how happy it would be

Song Sangsang pondered for a long time about the package on the side before deciding to open it. Inside were some clothes and shoes for his daughter, and a lot of money invoices. He could feel Uncle Fu's true feelings.

Song Sangsang didn't know what to do for a while, so she could only sleep with questions, hoping that there would be answers in her dreams.