Chapter 93 picks up mail
Father Song said again: "And Guizhi, if I come back late, you remember to say it! ”
Chen Changshan said with a dark face when he heard this: "Zhiyuan, if you ink for a while, you won't be able to come back tonight." Okay, okay, I know everything is arranged for you, can you go quickly, okay?"
Father Song touched his head awkwardly and said, "Hehe, I'll go, I'll go to Changshan!"
After Father Song finished speaking, he really walked out of the gate and walked out.
Father Song traveled all the way, and it only took more than an hour to reach the commune.
Parking the bicycle at the door of the post office, Song's father came to the reception desk with the package list, and there happened to be no one at this time.
Father Song put the list on the counter and said, "Hello comrade, I'll pick up the package!"
The post office staff was a woman in her 40s, she slowly picked up the package list and checked the information, and said to Song's father, "Wait"!
After putting down the soles of the shoes he was holding, he slowly stood up and straightened the corners of his clothes, and then went to look for the package.
Father Song waited on the side, although he was in a hurry, but he didn't say anything. No way, that's the way it is in this era!
The staff at this post office is not an exception, and many people in the workplace have the same attitude as him.
About ten minutes later, the staff took a large package and put it heavily on the counter, complaining, "What is it so heavy!"
After complaining, he took out the registration book and said contemptuously: "Can you write? Can you write your name? If you can write, sign here, and if you can't write, put your fingerprint." ”
Father Song, who was inexplicably embarrassed, could only endure his temper and say: "Literacy." After that, he picked up the pen and signed it in the name field.
After signing, Song's father directly took the package and turned around and walked out of the post office.
The staff behind him spat at Song's father's back: "What kind of attitude, at first glance, he looks like an unreasonable country mud leg!"
Of course, the staff's words were not heard by Father Song, and at this time he was rushing to Guangming Village in a fit of anger.
Although the return trip was uphill, the angry Song father rushed all the way and rushed back to Guangming Village in only one and a half hours.
Song's father rode the car and dragged the package back to Song's house.
Mother Song saw that Father Song was back, and she also had a very large package in her hand. He opened his mouth and asked, "Zhiyuan, why did you go?
Father Song returned: "I just went to the post office, this is the package from Qingsong and them, you can open it quickly and see if there is any letter in it." After Father Song finished speaking, he put the package on the table in the hall.
Mother Song stepped forward and opened the package and flipped through it, and sure enough, there were three letters inside.
opened the first letter, and the first line said that this letter was written by Gu Jinyan to everyone in the Song family, and was ghostwritten by Wang Wanru.
Mother Song said happily when she saw this: "I see that there is no Zhiyuan Jinyan to write to us." ”
Father Song also leaned his head over at this time, glanced at it and said, "Count the kid has a conscience." ”
The husband and wife looked at the letter together, only to see that the letter read: Godfather, godmother, eldest sister, Xiaojun brother, hello, I miss you...... Balabala wrote a long story about what happened after returning to Haishi.
Like he's already in school, he's the smartest kid in school or something.
At the end of the letter, he wrote: When you are not busy, you must go to the sea market to see him.
After reading the letter, Mother Song said with emotion: "I miss him all the things this kid said." ”
After speaking, Mother Song opened the second letter, this letter was written by Gu Qingsong, the letter was not long, the general content was that they had arrived in Haishi safely, and the reason why it took so long to write to them was because Gu Qingsong had been busy finding the design plan of Renhua Reservoir for them during this time.
They wanted to send the blueprint of the reservoir with the letter, so that it would be safer and not lost.
Finally, I also explained at the end of the letter that I must go to the sea market to play when I have time.
Seeing this, Father Song hurriedly opened the third letter (which was obviously much larger).
Sure enough, inside was the detailed design of the reservoir, and when he saw these Song fathers explaining, he took the drawings and rushed towards the brigade headquarters.
At this time, Song Xiaoling, who happened to come back from school, only saw the back of Song's father leaving in a hurry.
After saying goodbye to Chen Guoliang and his brothers, Song Xiaoling led Song Xiaojun into the house.
Mother Song saw Song Xiaoling's sister and brother come back and said, "Come back, are you hungry?"
Song Xiaoling returned: "Mother, we're not hungry!"
After finishing speaking, he pointed to a bunch of things on the table and asked, "Mother, is this from Uncle Gu and Aunt Gu?"
Mother Song returned: "Yes, your father just went to the post office to pick it up." ”
Hearing this, Song Xiaoling understood why his father went out in a hurry. It must be because Uncle Gu found someone to draw the reservoir design drawings and mailed them over, and after her father received it, he hurriedly took it to Uncle Changshan to discuss this matter together.
Thinking of this, Song Xiaoling listened to her mother say there: "Your Uncle Gu and Aunt Gu have too many things!"
By the time Mother Song took out all the things in the package, a table was already full.
Song Xiaoling looked over and found that there were five or six pieces of fabric, a pair of black women's leather shoes for Song's mother, a pair of black men's leather shoes for Song's father, a pair of red children's small leather shoes for Song Xiaoling, and a pair of children's small water boots, which should be for Song Xiaojun.
In addition, there is a pack of delicately packaged chocolates, a pack of White Rabbit toffee, three cans of malt cream, two raincoats for adults, and some special snacks from the sea market.
Seeing this, Song Xiaoling was surprised and thought: It seems that the conditions of Uncle Gu's family must be very good, and she also wants to hand over her relatives very carefully.
Ask her how she knows, and then she thinks that the gift is carefully selected, and it is all something that can be used by their family.
Mother Song looked at the things on this table and sighed with emotion: "Your Uncle Gu and Aunt Gu really have a heart. There's so much to send, why don't we send some back?"
Song Xiaoling said: "Give me the gift in return!"
Mother Song knew that there were a lot of good things in Song Xiaoling's space, so she agreed.
The matter of returning the gift was solved, and Mother Song had the heart to start looking at those pieces of fabric.
There were a total of six pieces of fabric, one of which was black cashmere, and Song Mu unfolded it and looked at it, it was quite big about seven or eight feet.
The remaining few pieces are pure cotton, three are army green, and two are floral.
After looking through the fabrics, she gave Song Xiaoling and Song Xiaojun some delicious food and a few pieces of candy respectively, and Song's mother put away all the things on the table.
On Song's father's side, he hurried to the brigade headquarters and found that Chen Changshan was not there, and rushed towards the construction site.
After arriving at the construction site, Father Song saw that Chen Changshan was working with the members, and Father Song shouted: "Changshan, I'm back, Qingsong has also sent things, let's go to study and study together." ”
Chen Changshan asked happily, "Really? That's really good." After speaking, he threw down the tools in his hand, explained to the people next to him, got up and went back to the team headquarters with Father Song.
Because they were in a hurry, the two talked as they walked along the way.