At noon, Cha Wenbin finished work from the field, he had to weed the corn seedlings, and he had to renovate the canal that was not very good, and there was not much dry firewood at home, so he cut some dry bamboo by the way. This kind of life feels good for him first, Cha Liang has already begun to babble about what he wants to express with him, if he can, he plans to live like this for the rest of his life.

When she got home, Concubine Yu tried her best to hide the letter, and Cha Wenbin didn't notice anything unusual when she hugged her son. For Cha Wenbin, Concubine Yu, who plays the role of his wife, has always been a principle of non-interference, she knows what she should do and what she should not do, a man who is destined to be extraordinary can never put the family first, she even chose Cha Wenbin to choose such a life. It's just that the warmth of the recent period of time has made her attached, and she is very reluctant and afraid that such a tranquility will be broken.

After lunch, soak a pot of fine hair tips picked in the mountains, soaked in mountain spring water, and take a sip of this is the happiest time of the day. Concubine Yu is not a woman who knows how to hide her emotions after all, the more she looks at her husband, the more she is afraid of losing, so she can't help but leak that nervous look, this scene did not escape Cha Wenbin's eyes. After coaxing his son to sleep, Cha Wenbin came to Concubine Yu, who was still busy in the kitchen, and asked in a whisper, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay. ”

Cha Wenbin still quipped: "I see that your bowls have been turned over and over in the pot, and I'm afraid that the outer layer of glaze will be washed off." ”

"Click", the bowl in Concubine Yu's hand that had been washed for half an hour somehow slipped out of her hand, fell to the ground and suddenly became pieces, she immediately squatted down to pick it up, Cha Wenbin also bowed his head, and the two of them touched their hands and rushed to clean up, but they let Concubine Yu accidentally cut a cut. Cha Wenbin pinched her fingers and put them in her mouth, the tears of the concubine couldn't help crying, crying and crying, she threw herself into Cha Wenbin's arms, he knew that she would naturally say it when she wanted to, otherwise you would not be able to ask no matter what.

After crying for a while, Concubine Yu was probably tired, and finally leaned on his arms and kept twitching, like a child. Cha Wenbin is his reliance, his all, and his heaven. He was quietly waiting for an answer, the woman would not hide anything from herself, and sure enough, she took out the letter and said, "I sent it in the morning, I don't know who sent it, I'm afraid it won't be good......"

In the era when program-controlled telephones are still very rare objects, communication is the way for most people to maintain information communication, Cha Wenbin took the letter and flipped it, and there was only his address and name on it, and Cha Wenbin found that it was blank in the area where the stamp was pasted!

"How can there be no postmark?" The postmark represents the origin of a letter, and the local post office will knock on the stamp after receiving the letter, and only the letter with the stamp will enter the circulation link, otherwise the post office will not let it be delivered.

After receiving the letter, Concubine Yu was only thinking about other troubles, and she didn't notice this, and she was reminded by Cha Wenbin to find out, and hurriedly wiped a handful of tears and said: "That person is riding in a post office car and wearing a uniform, I ...... I really haven't touched this letter, do you want to open it and take a look? ”

Through the light, Cha Wenbin saw that there was a folded paper inside, shook it to make sure that there was nothing else, and tore it open in front of Concubine Yu, and the moment he pulled out the letter inside, the faces of the two people changed, and what was contained here was not a letter paper at all, but a dead man's dark coin!

"What does that mean!" Concubine Yu snatched the dead man's money so angry that her face turned blue, she was a woman who couldn't scold, but her hands couldn't help shaking, this kind of behavior would be regarded as a provocation and insult at any time, in the words of people in the countryside, this is called "bad luck". Is it a prank? Who would make such an immoral joke? Cha Wenbin really couldn't think of who he had offended recently, so Concubine Yu gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go to the post office to find out where this letter came from!" ”

Afraid that Concubine Yu's temperament would suffer, and another Cha Wenbin is now idle, leaving the child to be taken care of by a lady opposite, and the husband and wife will ride to the town to ask for clarification. At that time, the post office was located in the town, and it took two hours to ride a bicycle, and the dark green façade of the house was particularly conspicuous, and it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and it happened that there was already a long queue at the door of the post office. On weekdays, the post office is not a very busy place, so why are there so many people today? Coincidentally, there was someone in the queue who knew Cha Wenbin, so he greeted him and said, "Mr. Cha, why did you come here too, did you take a telegram or send a remittance?" If you're in a hurry, you'll be cut in line. ”

"I'm here to find someone," Cha Wenbin was reluctant to shout in a crowded place, he thought it was an uneducated behavior, and said patiently: "You are busy, I'll wait slowly, why are there so many people today." ”

"Hey, you don't know, right? Yesterday afternoon, the little Zhang who delivered the newspaper died, and the people in the post office helped to deal with the aftermath, only one window was opened, and there was only one person in it, who had to take care of telegrams and letters, and he was too busy. ”

Cha Wenbin was shocked and said, "Which Xiao Zhang?" ”

"Zhang Weidong, it's the little Zhang who is in charge of your villages above, he's young, and it's a pity to hear that he died unexplained."

"Zhang Weidong?" Cha Wenbin was stunned and said, "Then no one has sent a letter to us during the day today?" ”

"Nope!" The man said: "Where is there still manpower, Zhang Weidong's father and mother want an explanation, the people at the post office have gone, it is estimated that no one has gone to deliver letters and newspapers in the past few days, and there are not many people who can't wait to come and pick them up by themselves." ”

Cha Wenbin and Concubine Lu suddenly "buzzed" after hearing this stubble, which one and which one are these, if no one sends the letter in the morning, who is the concubine seeing? This Zhang Weidong is a familiar face, three days and two ends to appear in Wulipu, the people in this post office were local at that time, which family and which people live where they know best, and similarly, people in the village also know the post office to deliver letters.

Now the two of them are no longer calm, Cha Wenbin squeezed through the crowd and shuttled inside, and sure enough, there was only one woman busy in the counter, and the newspapers and letters in front of the counter were stacked high, and it seemed that no one was really dealing with them. Seeing that this was the case, Cha Wenbin didn't ask, and silently retreated and called Concubine Yu to go back first, and he didn't say a word along the way.

When he arrived at Wulipu, Cha Wenbin did not go home first, and went directly to the commissary at the head of the village, which is the usual concentration of letters and exchanges, and it is also the place where the flow of people is most concentrated, and more importantly, the commissary is subscribed to newspapers.

"Uncle Shorty," Cha Wenbin saw that the shopkeeper was sitting at the door playing cards with a few people, so he asked, "Did anyone from the post office come to deliver the newspaper this morning?" ”

"Yo, it's Wen Bin, this is the matter." The boss said: "I heard that Xiao Zhang, who is in charge of our piece, died last night, and no one will deliver today's newspaper, not only today, it is estimated that there will be no one in the next two or three days, if you want to send a letter, it is estimated that you will have to go to the post office yourself." ”

"Haven't been?" Cha Wenbin frowned and asked, "Did Uncle Kung Fu at seven o'clock in the morning see a person riding a post office bicycle and wearing a uniform and hat come to the village?" ”

The boss recalled for a moment and said, "No, no, if there is, I will ask them for newspapers, but I haven't fallen here for a day, why do you ask this?" If there were a living face passing by here, I wouldn't be blind. ”

"It's nothing, it's nothing, you can help me get a bag of salt......" Cha Wenbin quickly diverted the topic.

Back home, Cha Wenbin opened the envelope again, and soon he found the clues, the envelope was arranged by the printing house at that time, and the local envelope was generally handed over to the local printing house to be responsible, so there will be a mark at the bottom of the back. When Cha Wenbin opened the back, a line of small words jumped on the paper: Anxian People's Craft Printing Factory!

Local! If the shopkeeper really didn't see a face, and the people at the post office didn't come today, then who was the person she saw in the morning?

When things came to this point, Cha Wenbin couldn't help but think about some convenience in his heart, and as soon as he pulled up Concubine Yu and walked to the room that was locked on weekdays. After entering the house, Cha Wenbin immediately drew a tranquilizing rune, threw it into the clear water, and handed it to Concubine Yu: "Don't swallow two sips, just put it in your mouth." ”

"Wen Bin, is it the ...... I saw in the morning" Concubine Yu didn't even dare to speak too loudly at this time, she was very scared.

"It's okay," Cha Wenbin said: "It's okay if I'm here, you drink it first, and then I'll teach you how to do it." ”

After drinking the rune water, Cha Wenbin found a piece of white paper and put it in front of Concubine Yu, and then asked her to squirt out the rune water in her mouth, which was mixed with a lot of black paper ashes, all of which fell on the white paper in one go. Cha Wenbin hurriedly lit a candle, put the paper on the table and looked at it carefully, and there was a black dot on the white paper that vaguely looked like a human shape!

Without waiting for Concubine Yu to see it, Cha Wenbin immediately went to the wall to take down his seven-star sword and cut the white paper in half, and then quickly threw it into the incense burner in front of the futon and lit a fire, looking at the slightly green flame, Cha Wenbin gently took Concubine Lu into his arms and said: "You take the child to the sixth uncle's house for one night at night, and I will go to pick you up early tomorrow morning." ”