When she went back, Ding Lan saw that she was soaking wet, and asked her, "Oh, daughter-in-law, why are you soaking wet?" ”

Yang Xiaoxi replied lightly, "The umbrella was blown away by the strong wind, and when I chase it back, it will be soaked, it's okay, I'll just change it." ”

"Hurry up, don't catch a cold, I'm sorry for you." Ding Lan limped to the kitchen, threw the remaining half of the ginger into the pot and boiled it with some water.

Waiting for Yang Xiaoxi to change her clothes and wash her hair by the way, Ding Lan came with ginger soup, "Daughter-in-law, drink quickly and drive away the cold." ”

"Thank you, Mom." Yang Xiaoxi was not polite, and took a mouthful.

"It's all a family, what's polite."

Thinking about things along the way, Yang Xiaoxi forgot to take out the money in the fertilizer bag, and as a result, Ding Lan poured out a lot of money as soon as he poured out the radish.

"Oh, daughter-in-law, why did you put the money in the bag and get drenched in the rain, you regret the death if it is broken." Ding Lan was distressed, so she quickly picked them out one by one and unfolded them and spread them on the dining table.

Yang Xiaoxi said with a smile, "Mom, you can't lay it down, it'll break when it sticks and tears it off, look at me." ”

She went to the kitchen and fetched a long branch, stuck one end in the lid of the wooden cabinet, and put the paper money on it one by one, as if it were drying clothes.

"It's still a daughter-in-law who is smart, but my mother is stupid, so she can dry it quickly." Ding Lanle sighed and praised Yang Xiaoxi fiercely.

Yang Xiaoxi is used to being praised, but she is still happy, "Hehe, mom is not stupid, she hasn't read." ”

"Yes, it's better to know words, mom has no drama in this life." The mother's family chatted happily.

chatting and chatting, Ding Lan began to rush people again, "Daughter-in-law, seeing that your mother is good, you should hurry up and buy a ticket to go to the team." ”

"Uh, Mom, you haven't been good yet, Xiao Yang said when he left, I can't go until you're so good, uh-huh, it's serious." Yang Xiaoxi immediately made serious nonsense.

Ding Lan admits defeat, "Okay, wait a few more days, Mom won't understand, why is it serious to twist your foot?" ”

"Hahaha, Mom, my brother has a letter, a letter." When no one was seen, Xiao Ya and Xiao Yue shouted outside the courtyard.

"Xiao Yang has a letter?" Yang Xiaoxi was stunned, this kind of fantasy, she has never received a letter from home, who still writes letters in modern times.

Ding Lan was not as happy as he imagined, "Why is your brother so young, I see that half a month has passed." ”

Xiao Ya hurriedly said, "No, Mom, the date on the letter arrived a week ago and was suppressed." ”

"Oh, Mom just said that your brother can't do mixed things, read it to Mom and your sister-in-law, what did your brother say." Ding Lan was happy this time.

"Okay, Mom, you're waiting." Xiao Ya and Xiao Yue's schoolbags were still on their backs, and the wind and rain wet the lower half of their bodies, and the two sisters couldn't take care of it, so they quickly opened the letter.

Yang Xiaoxi just peeled the radish in her hand by herself.

"Oops, there are two pieces of paper in there." Xiao Ya took out two pieces of paper from the envelope, but the folding method was different, one of them was relatively small and delicate, and it looked good to fold.

"My sister is not allowed to look at it." Xiao Yue pointed to the delicate one, "Hahaha, this letter was written by my brother to my sister-in-law." ”

"For me?" Yang Xiaoxi threw away the kitchen knife and radish in her hand, obviously excited, she has received a letter from home in this life.

The meaning is different, after death and rebirth, she came here to receive it from a man, and she took the letter and ran back to the house.

The moment he unfolded the letter, Yang Xiaoxi said "wow", "I'm ashamed of what I wrote." ”

Xiao Yang's words are strong and powerful, but also dynamic and elegant, without looking at the content just by looking at the words, the mood can fly.