Bai Lu looked at the bed of the late Aunt Wang, and didn't come back to her senses for a long time, maybe this is what people often say:

People are doing it, and the sky is watching. Plant the cause, get the effect.

Aunt Wang finally died near Xu Qingqing's lonely grave at the west entrance of the village, which can be regarded as: "Good is rewarded with good, evil is rewarded with evil, it's not that it is not reported, the time is coming".

It's just that as soon as Aunt Wang died, Bai Lu would never wonder why she wanted to intercept Han Yuling's letters.

"Hey. When will Uncle Han come to the letter?" Bai Lu lay on the table and sighed: "I'm worried, I'd better eat a few charcoal burnt walnuts to suppress the shock." ”

Ever since she discovered that she could pinch open a hard walnut shell with her bare hands, Bai Lu no longer looked around looking for something to smash, and the strength of her fingers was already a proper vajra finger.

"Yu Ling'er, Xiao Fangcao is hungry again. "Sister Cao Xinhua came in from outside with the child in her arms.

"Oh. Bai Lu took the swaddling clothes: "Little Fangcao~ Your mother's assets are hundreds of millions, and there is definitely no shortage of money for your milk powder, but in this era, there is no money and no market." ”

"I've run out of food in my space, so from now on, you won't have any milk to drink. Bai Lu steamed a bowl of egg custard with the saved eggs and fed it to Xiao Fangcao, and after eating, she fell asleep.

"Sister Cao, I'll go out for a while. ”

Bai Lu thought about it for a few days, letters are the most common means of communication in this era, and their speed is so slow that they are not very safe, such as being lost halfway, being cut off by others, etc., so she decided to look for it.

After calculating the time, Bai Lu stood guard on the village road. She clearly remembered that she had worked as a halfway postman in the mission, and when it came to the blind mountain, although it was in the nineties, it was as backward as it is now because it was too closed, and to be honest, the development of the vast motherland was too uneven.

"Stop, stop, stop. Bai Lu stopped Xiao Tian, a postman on a bicycle.

"Yo~ This is not ......" The postman thought for a moment: "Isn't this Xiao Han." ”

"Uh-huh, it's me. Bai Lu said: "Xiao Tian, I have something to ask you. ”

"You say. ”

"Did you have any letter from me all year last year?"

"Yes. One after the other. Five or six letters. I remember that Aunt Wang, who lived with you at the time, helped you get it. What's the matter? She's got it all for you. Oda wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Bai Luxin said, this postman Xiao Tian didn't harbor evil intentions, it seems that he didn't know that Aunt Wang received the letter but didn't pass it on to him.

"Is it five or six?" Bai Lu felt that the number was a starting point.

"Ahh You're going to make it difficult for me. Oda said: "I also sent a lot of letters this year. It's good to remember an approximate number. I can't remember if it's five or six. ”

"Oda, please take a look. In addition to these letters, is there anything else that impresses?" Bai Lu brought out all the letters, including the letter of accusation from He Youwei, who was crumpled with anger after reading it.

"I'll see. Xiao Tian looked at it and thought: "I have the impression of Li Xiangxue's letter, that girl turned out to be an educated youth in the countryside, this, this... Well, a little impressed, too. ”

"Please think about it, please. Bai Lu's tone was very sincere.

"When you think about it, it seems like there are really six letters, and one letter, well, let me think about it. Oda struggled to recall: "Yes, yes, the letter I gave me last month was not among them!"

"Be careful!"

"There was a letter from you last month, and Aunt Wang helped you get it, it seems to have been sent from Shanghai. Oda explained.

……

After Bai Lu and Xiao Tian waved goodbye, their faces became gloomy: counting the days, the five letters in her hand were all received last year, so it is very likely that the letter from the Han family uncle last month, that is, in March 1978.

But the letter was gone!

Where did the damn Aunt Wang hide the letter?

Bai Lu had already rummaged through Aunt Wang's things in the past few days, not to covet her things, but to carefully check whether there were any letters or telegrams from Han Yuling that she had secretly hidden, but except for finding a bunch of items that Aunt Wang had begged for from the educated youth, there was nothing meaningful about it.

Walking on the ridge, Bai Lu pondered what the postman Xiao Tian had just said, if the letter last month was received after she moved back from the Qi family, then Aunt Wang would not bring it to the house where she lived, so it was very likely that it would be handed over to Qi Dazhi.

Bai Lu turned around and headed towards Qi's house.

Avoiding people into the house, climbing high and low, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and finding nothing after a quick carpet search, this made Bai Lu extremely annoyed.

The sun was a little dazzling, the chickens in the yard were pecking at the ground, and the ducks were running around with joy, which made Bai Lu a little unhappy: "I'm not as happy as the chickens and ducks." ”

With a wave of his hand, the eggs and duck eggs in the cage in the Qi family's small courtyard were collected by Bai Lu into the carry-on space.

On the way back, the more Bai Lu thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became, so she changed the direction again, and she went to the village committee office.

The long table and chairs for the meeting, plus the red flags and photos of the leaders hanging on the walls, are the layout of the village committee office.

Still avoiding people, Bai Lu searched all the places where he could put things, and finally found a stack of letters in the drawer of the corner cabinet that had not been handed over to the person, and judging from the postmark date on the envelope, some of the letters were even sent several years ago.

"Found it!" Bai Lu flipped through the letter that Oda had said he had sent from Shanghai last month.

Bai Lu didn't want to be seen by others and entered the office without permission, so he opened the package and checked it on the spot.

As soon as she unfolded the letter, she was dumbfounded:

"Isn't it? Except for the envelope, the content is all in foreign language!"

"Uncle Qi is using foreign texts as a secret message to prevent others from peeking, right?"

I have to say that there is indeed excellent confidentiality throughout the foreign text, because even Bai Lu, who came from the 21st century, cannot be understood immediately, and her foreign language vocabulary reserve has been gradually forgotten as early as after completing the fourth or sixth level of the university exam.

After Bai Lu confirmed that the payment was indeed the uncle of the Han family, he put the letter away, and now he could only take it back to study.

Ms. Han Yuling has been studying abroad with her scholar parents since she was a child, and her foreign language proficiency is more proficient and practical than Bai Lu under the exam-oriented education, but she has not used it much since she returned to China in her teens and was forced to go to the countryside, and the human brain is naturally slow to use knowledge that is not often used.

Therefore, Bai Lu relied on Han Yuling's memory on the one hand, and combined with her poor vocabulary on the other hand, she threw herself into the project of translating letters.

After two days and one night of hard work, Bai Lu finally translated the entire foreign text of Uncle Han's seven, seven, eight, eight, and eight, and the general content is similar to the information given by the customer at the beginning, mainly those three pieces of content:

The first is to report safety.

The second is to explain the current situation.

The third is the matter of returning to the city.

Bai Lu, as a space-time salesman who knows the cause and effect, naturally knows that there are N white lies in Uncle Han's letter, such as Han Yuling's grandparents and parents are no longer alive at this time, and Uncle Han's report of safety is just to appease his niece's heart.

However, there is one thing that the customer has not mentioned before.

Uncle Han emphasized in the letter: If you are interested in someone, you should make a decision after returning to Shanghai, and no matter what, do not get married and have children in the local area! Remember! Remember!

Author's note: First update. (To be continued.) )