After more than half a month, Fushun's heartfelt letter finally arrived at its destination. The moment Shufen received the mail, she ran outside the post office in Shiqiao like a treasure, this was the first letter with her Yang Shufen's name written on it, the familiar handwriting filled the gap of hope in the past few months, she carefully opened the letter, for fear of tearing the stationery inside. She guessed the content of the letter, it must be that Brother Fushun has found his dear brother, this happy Brother Fushun, must want to share the joy of family affection with us; But she is also worried, for fear that it will be bad news, this rural doll with no long skills will not be on the streets......

Shufen suppressed her rapid heartbeat and unfolded the thick pile of paper, but she didn't expect that in a few pages of letters, there were actually five brand-new ten-yuan coins! What the hell happened to him, and why did he send back so much money? Where did he get the money? It's not going to be like that, is it going to be cut off from us?

Shufen nervously read the letterhead with dry tear stains, tensed the strings for every danger of Brother Fushun, and relaxed with the appearance of "Scar Liu"; Thinking of those tall buildings and big ships, yearning for the pier where the sand gulls gathered; applauded the injustice of the great heart, and was sad for the hard climbing...... The experience of a qiē is so thrilling and lucky, and the outside world is so daunting and so desirable. Despite the many typos and pinyin substitutions, Shufen is like reading a novel, as intimidating as she is there, and then putting herself in her shoes. The letter is really like a great work, leaving the reader with the last question.

"What should I do?"

Shufen sat on the stone railing on the street, chewing on Fushun's doubts over and over again, yes, what should he do? Shufen knows this brother and will not change her mind because of a sudden stranger, but she is also worried that "Scar Liu" will threaten Fushun's safety. Looking at the postmark of the post office, it was already half a month ago, without further ado, to hurry up and send a reply to her brother, she ran to the middle school to ask her former classmates for paper and pen, and wrote the following text on the stone bench on the campus:

"Brother Fushun:

"The letter and the accompanying cash have been received, and we are all happy to know that you are well. The uncle you mentioned in the letter, who likes to read poetry and tell stories, should not be a bad person. He buys you clothes, food, and makes you an accountant, and he has only one purpose, that is, to accept you as a godson. I understand your distress and your affection for your biological father and our father.

"I think you should talk to him about it once and see if he misunderstands you. Or because you are very smart, and he can't have children, and wants you to be a successor at the docks; Or maybe he's lost a son, and you happen to look like the one he lost; Either he believes in the eight characters of his birthday, and thinks that he has to accept you as his godson. Either way, he wasn't wrong. You should tell him your true background and the purpose of this trip, that you intend to find relatives, but not your father, but your brother and brother; Where you live and what kind of people your parents are, you should tell him. This might clear up some misunderstandings, and I don't think he would have to let you stay. But you must pay attention to the way and timing of your speech, don't drink anymore, talk when he is happy, don't finish it all at once, divide it several times. That uncle should also be a reasonable person, but he also has a lot of hope for you, so you must not hit him too hard, people who provoke him will do extreme things, you must be careful.

"The family is still fine, it rained heavily this summer, and the house in the family almost collapsed, but fortunately, there are three hundred yuan you left behind, and my brother-in-law and seventh uncle help, and now several houses have been built into tiled houses, and your one is too, my mother always said that you will come back soon, and none of us moved to live." There is also an eldest sister's family who gave birth to a daughter, which is very cute.

"There is another thing, Sister Gui Ying's house was washed away by a flash flood, her mother is crazy, Brother Gui Yong still plays cards every day, you tell her to see if she can come back!

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Shufen sent the letter, went to the township government to pick up the newspaper, and walked home with an uneasy heart. How should she tell her father about this letter, since he has Brother Fushun's address, if he sees so many difficulties encountered in the letter, will he ask Uncle Seven to find someone to bring Brother Fushun back? But aside, what to do with the fifty dollars? When the time comes, what should I explain to my father......

In the end, Shufen decided not to talk about it, went back and locked the letter and money in the wooden box, pretended to be disappointed, handed the newspaper to her father, and went to the field to break corn. As for the money, if you carry the last season of silkworm cocoons to the Chahe River and sell them, it is said that the price of cocoons has risen......

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Fu Shun came back from the downstream, and the whole person seemed to have changed, as if all his troubles had been thrown into the boiling river. He began to be satisfied with the work at hand, and his uncle bought him a small abacus, and he counted the daily income and expenditure with beads, and greeted the workers with a smile, and when he was in a spare mood, he also took a flat shoulder to pick up a few trips, and did not give himself additional wages. Liu Yonghan felt that his hard work was not in vain, and happily went to buy a lot of engineering books for Fushun.

In Liu Yonghan's view, this qiē originated from that trip to Zigui.

The moon was particularly round that night, and it was the Mid-Autumn Festival when "the moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time", and there were no tourists on the returning passenger ship. "Thinking of relatives every festive season", two men of different ages stood at the bow of the boat and sighed looking at the moon. The smart Fushun knew that even in the narrow Yangjiawan, the moon he saw was as big and round, and the relatives in the distance must be eating hot glutinous rice cakes in the dam and listening to his father tell the story of Wu Gang and Chang'e. There are also the eldest brother and the third brother, who must also be in the corner of a certain city, looking at the bright moon and missing themselves.

Liu Yonghan took out the mooncakes that had been prepared long ago from the cabin, as well as a bag of pig's head meat and a small bottle of soju.

"Shun'er, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, this Mid-Autumn Festival, some places eat dumplings, some places eat glutinous rice balls, but many places eat moon cakes! What do you eat there for the Mid-Autumn Festival? "Scar Liu" handed over a pair of chopsticks and a piece of mooncake to Fushun.

"Eat glutinous rice cakes, and eat moon cakes!" Fu Shun came back to his senses and was surprised by the sumptuous dinner in front of him. The autumn wind on the river and the gallop of the steamers rattled the paper bags containing the food.

"Do you prefer glutinous rice cakes or mooncakes...... Wait a minute, I guess ha, mooncakes aren't they? ”

"Oh, it's okay, I prefer to eat mooncakes!" Fu Shun looked at this man from his father's generation and seemed to understand him very well.

"Do you like engineering because you're a carpenter?" Uncle ate a bite of pig's head meat, and ate this five-kernel stuffed moon cake, which is really a unique taste.

"You know that?" Fu Shun stared at the moon cake he had just bitten in, it was so fragrant, just like the taste that his father brought back when he was a child.

"Haha, I don't know anything, do you still have a brother?"

Fu Shun recalled vigorously, no, he never said anything about his family, this "Scar Liu" is so powerful that he can pinch his fingers and calculate it? Hmph, it must have been Sister Gui Ying who betrayed him. "Yes, uncle, is it what Sister Gui Ying told you?"

"Haha, I won't tell you. By the way, Shun'er, did you come out to find your brother? Liu Yonghan was proud of his guess, and took a sip of wine with a small white wine bottle, ah, this moon cake is more interesting than the peanuts.

"Well, but I haven't found it, I just don't know where my brother has gone!" Fu Shun took the small wine bottle and took a sip, this wine is hidden with a faint fragrance of osmanthus.

"Shun'er, I know what you think! Are you afraid that I will keep you, in fact, Uncle is not so greedy, I think there is a fate between us, Uncle sometimes really treats you as a son, hey, the falling flowers have no intention of flowing water, or not, if you want to leave one day, I won't keep you! Liu Yonghan snatched the wine bottle and swallowed all the osmanthus wine, which was not strong.

Fu Shun wanted to cry, the unspeakable things in his heart were broken by his uncle in a few simple words. He knew that it must be Sister Gui Ying who was "making trouble" in it, but since "Scar Liu" said everything about this, it can be regarded as benevolent and righteous! "Uncle, comfort you, I'm ...... I'm not leaving! ”

"Huh? Really? Okay, the matter of you looking for your brother is wrapped up in me, you are my godson, then your brother is my godson, hahaha, yes, tomorrow I will greet the steamer at the pier, in less than half a year, as long as he can reach the place where the river can reach, Lao Tzu will definitely find it back for you, hahahaha! Liu Yonghan shook the empty wine bottle, drew a beautiful parabola into the river, stood up Tengdi, and shouted at the mountains and gorges on both sides of the river.

"The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed over the ten thousand mountains!"

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Gui Ying's anger turned from hiding in her heart to taking action. She looked at the leisurely Fushun, dropped her back and rushed over to pull him aside. "Liu Fushun, what are you going to do?" She was like Fu Shun yelling at her when she was at the fork in the river.

The second monk of Fushun was puzzled, and looked at the sister who called him his name for the first time: "Sister Guiying, what are you going to do?" ”

"What am I going to do, you have a comfortable day, you see, you see, on my shoulders, legs, and waist, where is not a piece of blue and purple?" Gui Ying lifted her clothes, making Fushun embarrassed.

"Sister, what do you mean? Didn't you get paid? ”

"Huh? Do you tell your wife about her salary? The old lady might as well go and beg for a mouth! ”

"Okay, okay, Sister Gui Ying, I won't tease you, I discussed it with my uncle, he contracted a warehouse at the West Wharf, and it will take over in a few days, and you will go to see the warehouse then!" Fu Shun saw Sister Gui Ying who was thunderous, and he didn't dare to make another mistake.

"It's not Widow Zhu's warehouse?"

"It's not!"

"Haha, I'll just say that my Fushun won't forget me, uh-huh......" The tall Shufen kissed Fushun's face across a stone staircase, and then jumped up and down to get the back goods!

Fushun, who was blushing, carried the abacus, touched his "two devil heads", and walked towards the nearest post office......