There were quite a lot of people at the post office, and at this time communication was not developed, and most people would send letters home.

"Did you send the wrong letter here? It was supposed to arrive in Yangcheng, but it was sent to your Fucheng. ”

Originally, I didn't notice him, but I was a little sensitive when I heard the word Yangcheng.

Jiang Lingyan is also a native of Yangcheng, and later we found out that they were all Runan villagers. But how could he come to such a small place as Fucheng, still in such a remote ravine.

As the voice grew, it was a thin young man, about ten years old, and judging by the clothes he was wearing, he must have come from the city.

I only saw the side face, and his expression was very cold, not what he should be at this age.

"Xiaoyan, did you find the letter from your father?" This gentle female voice in the noisy crowd was a little out of place, but it was very pleasant to hear.

The boy answered the letter and began to walk out.

I saw his whole face clearly, and his breath was stagnant, Jiang Lingyan? I haven't seen a picture of him as a child, and this teenager is somewhat similar, I'm not sure.

I was struggling with whether to ask, when I suddenly remembered the gentle voice just now, her name was Xiao Yan.

I didn't care about my own design draft, and I didn't care that my grandmother might be looking for me anxiously now, so I ran to him quickly.

"Brother, wait a minute." He didn't seem to hear me, or didn't want to talk to me, and never looked back.

But the aunt next to him pulled him to a halt and asked me softly, "Little girl, is there something wrong?" ”

"I, I look at my brother familiarly, I don't know what his name is?" It seems to be a pick-up, but a little girl knows something.

Thinking about it like this, I cheekily asked for people's names directly.

"You admit that you are wrong, we don't know." The young man replied indifferently, his tone a little impatient, and there seemed to be some disgust in his eyes.

I instantly denied his identity, so Jiang Lingyan would not look at me with such disgust.

"You kid!" The aunt sneered, then smiled at me.

"Little girl, don't be angry, Auntie's son has a bad temper, his name is Jiang Lingyan."

My brain almost boomed and I couldn't think about anything else.

"It's okay, I should, I should admit my mistake, goodbye Auntie." I fled, and I guessed I must have turned pale.

Next, I sent the design draft, packaged, wrote the address, and paid for it. Although the people at the post office were curious about what I could send as a little girl, they didn't say much.

When I left the post office, I saw myself in a mirror, dressed in clean rags, with hair a little messy because of the speed of running, and a small and sallow face.

I was suddenly relieved again, this look, Jiang Lingyan didn't like me and even hated me It was normal.

And it is not easy for his mother to be so gentle and kind to me, I can only say that people are really generous and educated.

I walked out of the post office, and a grandmother next door immediately grabbed me, "You little girl, what are you running around, your grandma is going crazy." ”

"I couldn't find my way, then I went to the post office to have fun, and then I forgot." Children are not so vague and ignorant, and they don't look for words before they speak.

My grandmother didn't scold me, but just pretended to be angry with a straight face and warned me that I couldn't run around anymore.

When I got home, my mother inevitably counted me down, and school was going to start tomorrow, and she went out to wander around.

Count down, count down, I have been obedient and sensible for more than half a year, and she sees it in her eyes, so she just talks about me.

She was just afraid that I would indulge in fun and not want to learn, and that I would be arrogant and not know how to do etiquette.

"Zhenying is not at home, Weihe was injured by the explosion, and several people from Weichuan sent him to the hospital. Hurry up and pack up and take a look, the New Year, you look at this. ”