After the marriage, the strong beauty became rich and busy raising children

Guan Youshuang rummaged through the drawer for a long time and found the colorful stationery that Gu Xiaoyun gave her last time.

Little girls, who are at the age when they like writing letters, naturally like to collect this colorful paper.

She flipped through a few pages, tore off the one with the blue sky, white clouds and grass, and began to write with a rustling sound.

Her heart was pounding. She wanted to write a letter to Gu Errong, a love letter, or to be more precise, a tease to him.

She used to have very good Chinese grades and liked classical Chinese very much. In high school, she even wrote an essay in classical Chinese, which was published in a study newspaper.

Reciting Cao Gui's Debate today ignited her excitement to write classical Chinese again.

She wrote:

To my husband:

Since we parted, my longing for you has become deeper and deeper, like the endless flow of a river. I worry about you day and night, looking forward to your return so that we can be together again soon.

You are diligent in government affairs in the county, and you put loyalty and filial piety first. I am proud of you. However, when I get up in the morning and go to bed at night, my home is deserted. Without you to accompany me, I stay alone in the empty room, and I feel lonely.

Sometimes I hear the cuckoo cry in the middle of the night, and I feel my longing for you deeply. I often pick flowers and look at the moon, leaning on the railing, thinking of your face, as if it is in front of my eyes, but when I look back, there are only fallen flowers on the ground.

Although I try my best to support the family, my heart is often restless, and all I think about and long for is you. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet every year, but when I meet you, it seems as far away as the stars in the sky.

I know you are busy with your work and dare not urge you. I hope you can take some time to think about this when it is late at night and don't forget to return.

Confucius said, "There are three types of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no descendants." We are in love with each other and are already husband and wife, but we still lack a family. I hope that you can achieve success as soon as possible, come home, and live in harmony with me to continue the family line. This is my greatest wish.

I heard that you have been overworked recently, getting up early and sleeping late. You must take good care of yourself. Your body is worth a thousand gold and should not be abandoned lightly. Although I cannot be by your side, I hope you can take good care of yourself and take care of your body. If you are healthy, I will be grateful even though I am thousands of miles away.

I hope your longing for home, like my longing for you, has never diminished. But when the time comes and you come back, when we meet, there will be mixed feelings of sadness and joy, and I can't express it in words. May the five blessings bloom, and the orchid boat be carried together. May you and I be happily married for a hundred years and be together forever.

Sincerely,

salute

Yours sincerely, my wife

After she finished writing, she read it again. The more she read, the more interesting it became. She even drew a few cute little patterns on the letter paper.

As she was preparing to fold the letter, she started to think about something.

What should I fold?

Heart? It seems a bit vulgar.

Thousands of paper cranes? That doesn't seem new.

She suddenly remembered that she had seen a tutorial on folding leaves on Bilibili before.

It's the kind of three-dimensional leaves with texture.

That's it.

She folded it quickly and went to bed contentedly.

When Guan Youshuang woke up, it was already noon.

Her parents-in-law were not at home, and the wheelchair was not there either, so she guessed that they must have gone out for a walk.

Breakfast was hot steamed buns, boiled eggs, and noodle soup.

She ate a few bites and went out.

She went first to the Post Office.

The staff member was an expressionless young woman with short hair, who was briefly and impatiently explaining to an old man the procedure for picking up a package.

Perhaps because she saw that Guan Youshuang was prettier, she took the initiative to ask, "What business do you want to do?"

"Send a letter."

"Okay, give me the address."

"You give me the envelope and I'll write it myself."

The staff member was stunned, not expecting that she could write, so he took out a manila envelope and handed it out through the window.

Guan Youshuang wrote quickly on the envelope and carefully stuffed the letter in.

The leaf is three-dimensional and she doesn't want to be squashed.

After thinking for a while, she took out the letter and wrote "Do not press or fold" on the envelope.

The staff member took a glance at it and his eyes lit up: "You folded the letter quite beautifully. How did you do it?"

"This is quite simple. If you want to learn, I'll teach you later."

She folded the envelope and slipped the letter in.

"Send it to our county? Then you might as well call. Short-distance charges are very cheap."

Guan Youshuang smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll just send the letter. How many days will it take for it to arrive?"

The woman put the stamp on it, checked the time, and said, "It will be sent out at 11:30 today. The earliest it can arrive is tonight, and the latest is tomorrow morning."

After thanking him, Guan Youshuang planned to go to school.

She has developed a sprint plan for the children, but she still needs to coordinate with the teachers on how to implement it.

What she was worried about was that her educational philosophy was different from that of other teachers. Your plan was like this, and other people’s plan was like that. Wouldn’t this make the children even more confused?

Today is not a market day, and there are only a few small stalls scattered on the street. As a foodie, she automatically filtered out other stalls and noticed the "Malatang" at first glance.

She always thought the chili oil here was delicious. Isn't chili the essence of Malatang? How could she miss it?

Although she had eaten two steamed buns and an egg in the morning, after walking for half an hour, she felt her stomach was empty again.

There were not many people at the Malatang stall at that time. Seeing her coming over, the lady in an apron immediately smiled.

"Would you like some, girl? I just skewered these vegetables this morning, they are so fresh."

Guan Youshuang nodded, pointed at the dishes and said, "I want two servings of all the dishes."

All dishes?

Bean curd skin, dried tofu, tofu, potatoes, black fungus, green vegetables, ham, pork meatballs?

Each skewer is quite large, would you like two of them?

How can such a thin woman eat so much?

Before the old lady recovered from her shock, Guan Youshuang asked again, "What kind of vermicelli is this?"

"This is hand-rolled noodles. I made it myself. You can try it."

"Okay, two servings, please."

aunt:!!

The old lady put all the vegetables and noodles into the pot, looked at the pile of bowls, and said a little embarrassedly: "Girl, my bowl is not big enough, how about I put it in this basin for you?"

Guan Youshuang looked at the stainless steel basin with a diameter of more than 30 cm. It was too unsightly.

"How about two bowls?"

"it is good."

The spicy hot pot tastes really good, especially the chili oil, which is the essence of it. Guan Youshuang ate it with great satisfaction.

People gradually appeared on the street, and the cry of a little child broke through the sky.

Guan Youshuang looked up and saw a man wearing a faded blue cloth shirt and holding a box of cigarettes in his hand in front of the inconspicuous grocery store opposite. The woman was wearing a floral jacket and holding a child.

Because they were standing with their backs to her, Guan Youshuang didn't care and continued eating the spicy hot pot.

"Are you so short of cigarettes?" The woman's voice was sharp and angry. "The child finally came out, what's wrong with buying him a few candies?"

The man waved his hand impatiently and scolded: "It's natural for men to smoke. You know nothing. You won't die if you don't eat candy. Buy it next time."

Why does this woman's voice sound so familiar?