If you want to talk about the position of correspondent, it stands to reason that Niu Kelian can't do it, and his identity is a little sensitive.

Fortunately, he performed very well, was very diligent, helped the team with work when he had nothing to do, ran errands, and was also clever, and the captain looked at him very pitiful, so he let him do it.

Originally, Niu Kelian had an ideal, he wanted to be a soldier to protect his family and defend the country, but when he signed up later, the social relationship was definitely unqualified, so he dispelled this idea.

Lu Qingqing looked at it like this, Niu Kelian looked quite pleasing to the eye, not very handsome, but there was kindness and gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes, which made people can't help but feel good.

Niu Kelian didn't sit down, took out a letter from his satchel, and handed it to Lu Qingqing, "Sister, this is your letter, sent from the provincial capital." ”

Lu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, eighty percent of it was Qiao Yu, and she didn't know anyone else. If the second brother writes a letter, he will definitely write it to his parents.

"It's not easy to walk in the past two days, why didn't you send it, the second uncle, aunt, you sit, I'll go first." Niu Kelian completed the task, turned around and left.

"What's the hurry, sit down!" Yang Xiuying hurriedly put on her shoes and went to the ground.

Lu Qingqing also sent it out, and after parting at the door, he returned to the house.

When he lifted the curtain, Lu Guoqiang was holding the letter in his hand, looking at the letter back and forth.

Lu Qingqing snatched it and shouted, "What are you doing, Dad!" It's privacy, you can't look at it! ”

Lu Guoqiang was happy: "Yo, where is there privacy with your parents?" ”

"Of course, this must be a letter written by Qiao Yu, aren't we in love? If you whisper something, you won't see it all, are you embarrassed? Lu Qingqing said angrily.

Lu Guoqiang waved his hand, "Come on, I don't look at it, it's not like this, my elbow turned out, I really can't afford to provoke it!" ”

Lu Qingqing tugged at his sleeve, "Dad, don't worry, no matter who I marry, I am your daughter, and I will definitely be filial to you!" ”

"That's pretty much it!" Lu Guoqiang smiled, "Okay, look, I'll go to the whole meal." ”

Yang Xiuying sent people back, directly hugged Chai He back, and the two of them began to cook.

Lu Qingqing was alone in the house, picked up the letter steadily, sat on the edge of the kang, and looked at the cover first.

She really didn't write to others before, and from the beginning of contacting others, she used her mobile phone or computer mailbox, and this way of writing letters is really old.

In this era, the means of communication, in addition to writing letters and telegrams, is to make phone calls. In Xiaoman Village, only the brigade headquarters has a telephone, and ordinary people have such things at home.

Probably Qiao Yu also knew this, so he wrote to her!

The envelope is kraft paper, very ordinary, the receiving address and the sending address are clearly written, the handwriting is neat, it is a regular script style, the font size is consistent, each stroke is very serious, the clear font is a little chic, and it looks like a little word.

Tear open the seal and take out the letterhead, the handwriting inside is also beautiful, a total of one and a half are written, the content is relatively simple, is to ask about the current situation, talk about his side of the matter.

The two words of Xintou Qingqing are particularly beautiful, and the inscription is: Yu.

is simply a word, but Lu Qingqing has an intimate meaning. It's obviously just a letter, and she didn't feel anything after reading the content, but she was given the word "Signing" to Su.

I read the letter a few times, then put it in a cabinet of my own and keep it.

Now Lu Qingqing understands the meaning of the words, the letter is really a good thing, you can take it out and read it carefully when you miss it, and it has a long aftertaste.

This is a feeling that the Internet cannot give.