It should be almost time to count.

Satoshi asked again, "Will he write back to us?" I kind of like grandpa. ”

Grandpa is so good, and he also took a telegram to stand out for them. He heard people say that it is precious to shoot telegrams.

"I'm not sure about that, but if he's free, he'll write back to us."

"Oh."

Without a definite answer, Satoshi was a little disappointed, but when he thought of what he did today, he quickly became happy.

——

Here in Southern Province, Mei Liangping did receive a letter from Mei Qingjiu.

After Mei Huashen brought it back to him in the afternoon, he couldn't wait to open it.

After reading it, I couldn't help but boast to Mei Hua, "Xiaojiu, this little girl is good, it's not our Mei family, you see how powerful, you can be an accountant of the production team at a young age, and you can get 14 yuan a month." It's just too stubborn, don't give her money, it's not good. ”

"It's very powerful, and I have framed the telegram you sent, and read it to my second aunt from time to time. Oh, I heard that she also cleaned up Mei Jianbang's daughter-in-law, and also took people to raise bees in the production team. ”

"Really?" Mei Liangping's head raised when he read the letter.

"What else can I tell a lie? I just finished talking to my old friend on the phone in the morning. He felt that the niece was not an ordinary person, and the ordinary little girl could not remember those whole methods.

Mei Liangping didn't think about it so much, he laughed out loud after hearing it, and praised it repeatedly.

"Okay, good, do well, your second aunt's shameless one has to do this." After praising it, he asked himself, "Wouldn't it be too simple to always read a telegram?" ”

Hearing this, Mei Hua had a bad intuition.

"What do you want to do?" He asked warily. He swore that he would never shoot telegrams again in his life, and that he would never be a monkey again.

"Of course, it is to take two more scolding telegrams for Xiaojiu, and read three copies in turn, so that people can listen to it more and more freshly."

This angry attitude is surprisingly similar to that of Mei Qingjiu.

But Mei Huashen was desperate when she heard it.

Soon he got up and discussed, "I said Dad, you see Xiaojiu wrote you such a long letter, isn't it a bit bad that you take a telegram with so many words for her?" If I were a little wine and saw that I wrote to you so long, but you wrote me so short, I would definitely not write to you again in the future. ”

"Is that so?" Mei Liangping asked uncertainly.

"It must be so, Dad, you don't understand today's young people, you are right to listen to me. You write a registered letter to Xiaojiu, and you can write a lot of content, and one letter can be worth four or five telegrams. You can scold my second aunt from the hair to the toenails, and then from the toenails to the skull. ”

When Mei Liangping heard it, it made sense, and it was the same when he read the letter.

Immediately, he said, "Then why don't you go and get me a pen and paper, waiting for me to invite you?" ”

"Go right away."

Mei Huashen raised his hand and left.

Mei Liangping suddenly reacted at this time, "No, what is this kid talking about?" What is called a skull scolding from a toenail? Am I that vicious? ”

He felt that he couldn't be so vicious, that he couldn't do that.

However, when Mei Huashen brought the pen and paper, he finished writing the words of greeting the children, and after writing the question of Xiaojiu raising bees, he left a separate piece of letter paper to write about Mrs. Mei.

One of the sentences is, "Old Mrs. Lu, you maggot with a skull, I heard that you are going to die or live for your unlucky girl again?" ”