At the end of January, the weather was already as warm as spring.

Chen Ying looked at the market from the window, and everywhere she looked, it was bustling and noisy.

The letterhead in the sleeve gently rubbed her wrist, as if to remind her of something.

Chen Ying took out Chen Han's letter and began to read it carefully.

"You're cheap."

On this letter, which has neither a letterhead nor a payment, the first sentence of the opening sentence is these four words.

Very Chen Han-style opening remarks.

Chen Ying couldn't help but smile.

"Cheap for you. I don't have the money to redeem the jewelry, so I'll give it to you, and I will take it as a congratulatory gift for your marriage. ”

In the first paragraph of the letter, Chen Han wrote as above, and his tone was quite relaxed.

However, what follows makes this easily heavy.

She writes:

"Third sister, since I left Shandong and returned home, I have been depressed for a long time, sad for a long time, and even more troubled for a long time. Don't hide it from the third sister, I haven't been happy for a day in the past six months.

I always wonder why I am alive and growing up so big, and why I will continue to live and grow up in the future?

The eldest sister sometimes writes letters to the second sister, and I have read those letters. The eldest sister was annoyed that her mother-in-law wanted to stuff a girl into her room, and finally went to Huai'an with her eldest brother-in-law, and she was worried about giving birth to a child, she gave birth to a daughter some time ago, and she was afraid that she would not be able to give birth to a son in the future, and she would not be able to stand firmly, which was even more annoying.

Some time ago, she had another letter, and when I saw it, it actually went back to the first one, which was still a matter of stuffing girls. When her mother-in-law heard that she had given birth to a daughter, she became proud, and only said that she was afraid that she would not be able to serve alone, so she would pick two beautiful girls from the house to go to Huai'an.

I thought it was ridiculous at first. The eldest sister used to be very tall, and she couldn't look down on anything and was vulgar about anything. Now it's good that she has become the most vulgar one herself. If you send her to the past her, I don't know if she will cry or laugh.

However, after thinking about it carefully, I felt that where is this ridiculous, this is clearly terrible, pathetic, lamentable, and sad. ”

These eight characters, the words are like splashing ink, and each stroke seems to carry strong emotions.

She then went on to write:

"I thought, with the beauty, talent and background of my eldest sister, there are few people in Beijing who can compare to her, but after getting married, she is still like this, let alone me? Not to mention those ordinary girls? Just thinking about it like this, I feel that I hold my breath in my heart, and I can't come back for half a day.

There is also a second sister, she is going to get married soon, and her mother often pulls her to talk, and sometimes asks me to listen, talking about how to subdue the subordinate, how to prevent the girl from climbing the bed, how to deal with the mother-in-law, the middle concubine, and the younger generation.

Just listening to this, I couldn't breathe anymore, and my body was like a mountain weighing thousands of pounds, and I had nightmares every night, and I woke up crying a few times. ”

The ink color of this section is a little blurry, and it is stained with water, like tear prints.

This is the most depressing paragraph in the letter, and in the next paragraph, Chen Han uses her unique language logic to change the topic:

"Speaking of dreams, third sister, oh no, Principal Chen, you probably can't imagine it, I often dream of teaching in girls' schools, such as blowing up the laboratory, going to the cafeteria with Li Nianjun to grab meat and vegetables, checking the students' personal hygiene, and invigilating them for exams, and then correcting papers or something.

Third sister, do you know, those poor girls are really not stupid, there are a few very smart, they can teach them in a while, they can understand it in a while, I teach them very happily, they also like me very much, when I leave, they still cry.

I cried too. ”

The last four words were crossed out, but they were carelessly drawn so that they were instantly recognizable.

Chen Ying couldn't help but bend her lips.

She never knew that Chen Han also had such a delicate side, and she never knew that her inner world was so rich, like a painting with complex tones, there was always a taste when you looked at it from afar.

In the last few paragraphs, Chen Han wrote:

"I won't say much nonsense, in short, I plan to go back to the girls' school to teach, and I can teach for as long as I can. Naturally, I also knew that if I really told my elders about this intention, I would be locked up, and then they would tell me about a similar family affair, and marry me off in a hurry, and cut off my great rebellious thoughts.

Therefore, I thought of my own idea and took the opportunity of the Lantern Festival to enjoy the lanterns and 'lost' myself. I also deliberately found a few fast-talking girls as companions, and with them here, I don't have to worry about this matter not being able to get out.

I'll wait until I've been 'lost' long enough (I guess, it's been about five or six days) and then I'll go home. When the time comes, my reputation will be ruined, no one will want to marry me, and I can't find a suitable person in my eagerness, and when I say that I want to go to Shandong to avoid it, my grandmother and mother will definitely agree.

I thought about it for a long, long time, and this is the only way I can live my life without being like my big sister and second sister, and the only way I can feel happy and happy.

It was to teach my mother to be sad for me, and to teach my younger sisters to bear a bad reputation, which made me feel very sorry for them.

It's just that it's not much fun to be sorry for this, anyway, I'm already bad to the end, and it's nothing worse than that. Writing this, I feel that there is nothing to be sorry about, I go my own way, but this is my own choice, I don't regret it.

Third sister, please hurry up and write a letter to the girls' school and tell them that Teacher Chen is coming back, especially to tell Li Nianjun about this, and ask her to clean up the laboratory.

And Teacher Xue Rui, please tell her, I will think of a way to remove those scars for her. I will admit the mistakes I have made. I'm embarrassed to say this to her face, you can transfer it for me. Don't forget.

Finally, I warn you that the Quancheng Girls' School must take me in, or I will go to the shelter to live with the prostitutes, or I will go to the theater club to do odd jobs.

Anyway, I'm out of the way, third sister, you can do it. ”

This seemingly scoundrel, but in fact non-threatening warning, is the end of this letter.

Holding the letterhead in his hand, Chen Ying read it several times, and his heart was full of tastes, unable to speak.

Chen Han adhered to her usual reckless style, and on a whim, she actually achieved this impossible thing.

Old Madam Xu's parting words already showed that instead of letting Chen Han continue to stay in the mansion and become a stain on the Hou Mansion, it was better to send her to where she wanted to go.

As for the future, I don't care about it for the time being, I have to avoid the current paragraph first.

And this meaning, Mrs. Xu also revealed to Chen Ying.

No matter from which point of view, sending Chen Han to Shandong is the most perfect way to solve this matter.

Therefore, Mrs. Xu was relieved.