Best friends transmigrate into a book! They marry a high-ranking official! If you run, I run too!

I initially thought it was another matter involving the Xu family.

After all, Xu Ancheng and the others had just separated their households yesterday.

To her surprise, Xu Zhongguo smiled and handed her a letter. "Auntie, this is a letter from your family." Xu Zhongguo glanced at the name on the envelope. "It was sent by Yan Li to his wife. I went to the commune, and the commune gave it to me. I just happened to bring it back."

Zhong Meixian took the letter, and Xu Zhongguo turned to leave, saying, "It's alright, I'll head back now!"

Zhong Meixian said, "Zhongguo, sit down and have some tea!"

Xu Zhongguo kept waving his hand, saying "No, no," and then walked away.

Before Zhong Meixian could turn around, Gu Jinfeng's head popped up from behind her. "A letter from my brother?"

Upon hearing this, Zhong Meixian, a woman nearing sixty, couldn't help but roll her eyes. "He's sending letters home?"

When have you ever seen him send a letter home?

"If he hadn't sent this letter today, I would have thought he couldn't write."

Zhong Meixian quickly handed the heart in her hand to Gu Jinfeng, who had followed her, saying, "It's for his wife."

Upon receiving the letter, Gu Jinfeng ran happily to the kitchen to share the good news with her sister-in-law: "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, Yan Li has written a letter! Yan Li has written a letter to you!"

Wen Tang: Is this what they mean by "thinking about something at night and gaining something during the day"?

She was just complaining last night about why Gu Yanli hadn't even sent a letter, and then the letter arrived during the day.

The letter was handed to Wen Tang, and Gu Jinfeng said, "Take a look quickly."

Wen Tang then opened the letter.

The penmanship on the letter paper was strong and vigorous.

It is said that one's handwriting reflects one's character, and Wen Tang thought that looking at Gu Yanli's handwriting, it was indeed true.

His calligraphy, like the man himself, is like a sharp sword, strong and powerful.

This is the content of the letter...

Dear dear friend,

Wen Tang subconsciously folded the letter over.

Gu Jinfeng stood to one side, while Zhong Meixian stood at the kitchen doorway.

Chi Yue stood by the table, fiddling with the straw ash that had just been cooked. No one was looking at her, which calmed Wen Tang down a little.

"Sister-in-law, what did Yan Li say?"

"Ahem," Wen Tang cleared her throat twice, opened the letter, and calmly began to read it.

He said he had arrived safely at his unit and told us not to worry.

"Also, say hello to Mom and Dad, my older sister, and my brother-in-law."

"Also, he'll be back for the Chinese New Year."

"Tell your parents not to worry about him and to take good care of themselves."

Gu Jinfeng craned her neck, probably wanting to see if it was written that way.

Because she was somewhat skeptical.

Not only did she not believe it, but Zhong Meixian didn't believe it either.

Gu Yanli's letter reveals Sima Zhao's true intentions to everyone.

He clearly wrote it for Wen Tang, so why would he remember to ask others?

They were all somewhat skeptical.

If you really had that intention, why didn't you send a single letter back in all those years?

Wen Tang folded the letter, turning the front over and showing the back to Gu Jinfeng.

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself."

Gu Jinfeng actually looked at it, and it really was true.

Zhong Meixian is illiterate and can only look after Jinfeng.

After reading it, Gu Jinfeng straightened up and nodded, "Although I don't know many characters, it's exactly what my sister-in-law meant."

Gu Jinfeng said happily, "In the letter, I sent my greetings to you and Dad, and also to me and Jing Shen's dad."

Zhong Meixian was secretly pleased, but still somewhat skeptical.

Gu Jinfeng sensed her disbelief and said, "Although I don't know many characters, I do know the characters for father, mother, and eldest sister, right?"

"Trust me, you can't go wrong."

Zhong Meixian believed her and grinned, saying, "He's all alone in the army, while we're all at home. Why would he worry about us?"

“Do you think he’s afraid I’ll bully his wife? I’m not that kind of person,” Zhong Meixian said, straightening her back. “Tang, you can go out now. Your older sister and I will cook. What do you want for lunch?”

Gu Yanli: You don't write letters every day, but you send letters back home as soon as you get married. Are you sure you don't have any thoughts in your heart?

It wouldn't have been difficult, but what if this letter has caused you distress?

When doing things, it's always good to be thorough.

I asked you, and you have nothing to say, right?

Wen Tang was packing the letter when she heard this. Without even looking up, she said, "Just eat something. I rendered some lard this afternoon. I want to eat steamed buns with pork cracklings and cabbage tonight." After packing the letter, Wen Tang raised her head, grinned, and looked completely innocent.

"Okay, go have some fun!"

Wen Tang took the letter, and Chi Yue carried the straw ash as they left the kitchen together.

As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, Chi Yue said, "Go back inside and read your love letters!"

Wen Tang looked shy and said, "Yueyue understands me best."

"Get out of here!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Wen Tang said mischievously, curtsying to Chi Yue before turning back into the house without looking back.

Dearest:

I missed you from the very first day I arrived. Last night I did two hundred pull-ups on the training field and ran ten kilometers with weights. I was up until 11 p.m. and still couldn't fall asleep because I missed you.

The next day I missed you even more. That night I took three cold showers before I finally fell asleep. I even dreamed about you that night, and it felt so real.

Wen Tang considers herself to be very open-minded.

But as it turns out, they were never as open-minded as the previous generation!

She's open-minded, and her actions are even more open-minded. Look at what she's writing—it's all so disgusting!

blushing~

Although she blushed, it didn't stop Wen Tang from continuing to read through her fingers.

After reading it, Wen Tang could only say that it was a pity that Gu Yanli went to the army. He should have gone to develop his career in the US; that would have been his destiny!

Otherwise, all that talent would be wasted!

Gu Yanli also asked her to reply.

Wen Tang looked at the letter in her hand. She opened her left eye to check and saw that it was yellow, then opened her right eye and saw that it was still yellow. She knew that no matter what, she couldn't win against Gu Yanli.

However, Wen Tang began to ponder whether or not to write a reply.

Not feeling comfortable leaving the folded letter under the blanket, Wen Tang locked it directly in the closet.

Anyway, she's not writing today.

Otherwise, she was afraid that if she picked up her pen today, it would affect her ability to unleash her "talent" later.

I didn't write anything; I continued working on the soap with Chi Yue this afternoon.

They took a net to the lake and scooped out some river shells. They cracked them open one by one, cleaned them, and then put them in the fire to roast until crisp. Finally, they put them in a stone mortar and ground them into powder.

Once the shell powder is ready, the straw ash from the morning will come in handy.

Put it in water and stir, filter it, then mix it with shell powder and filter it again.

The filtered water was left to settle.

Wen Tang and Chi Yue began preparing to render lard.

Even though the lard had been rendered, Gu Jin didn't come to eat the pork crackling buns as promised yesterday.

Wen Tang couldn't help but ask, "Why isn't my aunt here?"

"I already told her I'd make steamed buns for her today."

Gu Jinfeng said, "My aunt must be embarrassed, afraid that she will take advantage of our family."

"It's alright, I'll take a few over to her when the steamed buns are ready."

Wen Tang nodded, "Okay," and then went back to doing her own thing.

As Zhong Meixian was kneading the dough, she saw Wen Tang pour the basin of black ash water into the basin of lard.

Zhong Meixian: Don't get angry, don't get angry, no one can take your place if you get sick from getting angry.