The post office was not far from where they were, just two streets away.

Tie up the car in front of the door, Qin Xiaohua walked in with Qin Xu, still chattering in his mouth.

"Xiao Xu, you can say it now, what are you doing at the post office?

"Of course it's a letter, or why am I here?"

Qin Xu answered his cousin's question casually, but his eyes kept looking around

A foyer of more than ten square meters, and a pitiful three windows, make up the post office in this town.

Moreover, at the moment, it was still empty, and there was no one.

Even those three windows are now open.

In the open window, there was a fair-skinned middle-aged woman, still bored and reading the newspaper.

When she heard someone coming in, she looked up and glanced at it, and when she saw that it was her own, she looked down at the newspaper again.

Hearing that his little cousin was going to send a letter, Qin Xiaohua suddenly became curious, and asked with a gossipy face:

"Really, who did you send it to? Did Xiao Xu make a pen pal?"

In this era, mobile phones are still rare, and buttons or something exist in fantasy.

So the way everyone communicates, that is, the correspondence.

Remember to make pen pals, which is the most popular way to make friends.

Rolling his eyes, Qin Xu waved his little hand a little annoyingly,

"What kind of pen pal are you making, it's so naïve, Brother Hua Zi, quickly find me an envelope, I'm still waiting to go home." ”

was bumped into by his little cousin, and Qin Xiaohua was not angry.

I just muttered a few words unconsciously, but I still came to the counter and asked for an envelope from inside.

"Xiao Xu, do you have the money to send letters? Don't have a chance to go back and be cleaned up again. ”

"Nonsense, can I send a letter without money?"

After taking the envelope, Qin Xu took out a dollar bill from his pocket and handed it over.

"This, this..."

Qin Xiaohua was stunned and looked at the dollar bill in his hand, speechless for a long time.

It's not that he was surprised that Qin Xu was able to take out a dollar, but because the dollar Qin Xu gave him was actually pieced together in small pieces.

"This, can this still be used?" Swallowing his saliva, Qin Xiaohua asked with a slight stammer.

He really wanted to shout loudly at the moment, who the hell is such a loser, what if the money can't be used?

Qin Xu glanced at him in surprise and asked, "Why can't you use it?"

"Eh, it's..." Walking out of the post office, Qin Xu waved his hand at Qin Xiaohua, who was a little sluggish behind him, and said with a smile:

"Brother Xiaohua, if you have my letter, you must give it to me as soon as possible. ”

Qin Xiaohua, on the other hand, looked at the door in a daze, and was a little unable to come back to his senses for a while.

What did he see?

His little cousin, a little cousin who is not yet twelve years old this year, actually contributed to a company?

Submit a design draft?

Does he know what design is?

However, looking at the paintings he painted, Qin Xiaohua had a strange feeling in his heart,

It seems, as if, feels like he can succeed?

On the way back, Qin Xu was relaxed, as long as his design draft was adopted, he would be able to get his first pot of gold.

At that time, I wouldn't have to go to the pond to get a dollar up and glue it in order to send a letter.

Ahem, yes,

In order to send the letter, Qin Xu scooped up the piece of money that was torn up by his grandfather last night.

Fortunately, the wind was not strong yesterday, and there was a lack of arms and legs, so I was able to send the letter today.

Otherwise, even if it was to send a letter, it would be difficult for Qin Xu.

"Alas, how many heroes are a penny. Shaking his head, Qin Xiao sighed.

But in the blink of an eye, he was happy again, and now that the letter had been sent, it was good to wait for the result.

When I got home, I didn't see my grandfather yet, but my grandmother was already preparing lunch in the kitchen.

Seeing Qin Xu come in, grandma showed a kind smile,

"Are you back, hungry, don't worry, the meal will be fine in a while. ”

"Not hungry yet. ”

Qin Xu nodded, walked into the small kitchen with a smile, sat down in front of the stove, skillfully added firewood into it, and asked curiously:

"Milk, isn't my grandfather coming back for dinner?"

Grandma was skimming the rice soup behind the stove, and when she heard this, she raised her head and said with some sorrow: "He went to your aunt's house." ”

Qin Xu's hand was stunned, then he recovered again, stuffed a handful of straw into the stove, picked up the tongs on the side and pressed it, and was silent.

At this time, when I went to my aunt's house, I guess there was nothing else to do except borrow money, right?

Can the aunt's house?

Thinking of the aunt whose fate was not much better than that of his father, Qin Xu's mood became even heavier.

The grandparents have a total of three sons and two daughters, Qin Xu's father is the second, there is an uncle above, and an uncle below.

The uncle went to Zhengzhou with Zhang Xu's father, but he was much better than Zhang Xu's father, although it was still a rented house, but he already had a local hukou.

As for the uncle?

Well, it's already covered.

Qin Xu, his uncle, went to the next village and made him a son-in-law.

None of the three sons became successful, and the only ones who were better were the two daughters.

Can...

Alas, Qin Xu sighed deeply.

At this time, the aunt has already been married, and the other party is a small head of the town's family planning bureau, so it stands to reason that life should be good.

But the bad thing is that it's good.

When life is good, people's hearts are restless.

Qin Xu, his eldest uncle, co-contracted dozens of acres of land on the river beach, and all of them were planted with Daguan Yang.

But after all, planting trees is not a project that can see benefits in the short term.

Although the tree is planted, the harvest is far away.

Later, I didn't know what happened, and the partner's donation ran away, and the eldest uncle was even more dumbfounded.

The trees have been planted, but the villagers' wages have not yet been paid, and they have not even paid much for the contract.

So, he just hesitated a little and made the wisest choice.

You run, I run!

This run was more than ten years, and it was not until a few years before Qin Xu was reborn and returned that he was contacted.

By the time Grandpa came back, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing Qin Xu sitting at the door, his brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Xiao Xu, have you finished your homework?"

"I'm done, I'm going to read the book. ”

Facing his grandfather's gloomy face, Qin Xu decisively raised his hand in surrender, took out the language paper from his schoolbag and looked through it.

Seeing this, Grandpa's furrowed brows let go, and he walked into the hall with his hands behind his back.

"How is it, what did San'er say?"

Grandma also walked in after her, and asked a little anxiously.

Grandpa sat down on the bench, took out a low-quality cigarette and lit one, and after taking a deep breath, he said:

"San'er took two hundred, and then deal with the things at home, it should be enough to go to Yuzhou. ”