Sister-in-law Jiang: "Dad, I have no problem with what his third uncle said. ”

The TV set and the money sent by the brother-in-law to their house have covered everything, and if they accept the sewing tickets, bicycle tickets, and radio tickets sent by Li Bao this time, it will be a little too ignorant!

Jiang San's sister-in-law: "Dad, I agree with what Feifei's father said." ”

"Okay, I know all your attitudes."

Captain Jiang looked at Brother Jiang and the others, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "Li Bao said that we must keep this ticket, saying that she didn't spend a lot of money or energy, and it was useless to put it in her hands, so let's keep it in case the family can use it at any time." ”

"By the way, these three letters, two are Rui Rui's reply to Xiaoyu and Mao Mao, and one is Han Han and Wei Wei's reply to Doudou together, turn around, which of you goes to the county seat, remember to bring Rui Rui's reply letter from their brother and sister to Mao Doudou."

Captain Jiang said this, and handed a letter in his hand to his grandson Xiaoyu.

As for the other two letters, they were handed over to the old wife for temporary keeping.

Speaking of Xiao Mingrui's reply to the three of them, this is undoubtedly Jiang Li's matchmaking in the middle.

And because of age, only Jiang Yiyu, the youngest son of Jiang Sange's knees, and Jiang Sige's edamame and Rui Rui brothers and sisters have established correspondence.

Of course, so far, although the dragon and phoenix fetus know a few words, it is undoubtedly impossible to write them out one by one. Based on this, the communication between the dragon and phoenix fetus and the four-year-old Doudou is mostly replaced by painting.

Not to mention, the three little ones can all tell what each other has to say from the painting.

"Come on, come on, show my brother the reply that Rui Rui wrote to you."

Jiang Yifei is the eldest son of Jiang Sange's knees, ten years old this year, the little boy smiled and stretched out his hand to his compatriot third brother Jiang Yiyu.

"Jiang Yiyu, I'll show you my brother too."

This is the voice of Jiang Sange's second son, named Jiang Yilin, eight years old.

"Don't show it, this is Rui Rui's letter back to me, if you want to see it, write to Rui Rui yourself, and let Rui Rui reply to you!" Jiang Yiyu held the letter in his hand, hid behind his parents, and made a grimace at his brother Yifei and Yilin.

Among the sons of Dafang and Sanfang, Jiang Yiyu is the youngest, and he is the same age as Xiao Mingrui.

The child looks like a tiger, and he has a letter with Xiao Mingrui, and he can read and read seriously with his brothers, for fear that he knows less and will be laughed at by his little pen pal.

"If you don't show it, we won't read it, but when you open Rui Rui's reply, don't be hit by someone's words again!"

Jiang Yilin looked at his brother Jiang Yifei, and the two of them squeezed their eyebrows for a while.

"Hmph, I'll ignore you!"

His current handwriting is not good-looking, especially not as good-looking as Rui Rui's, but what's the matter?! It's a big deal that he will practice more, and one day he will be able to write as beautifully as Rui Rui.

Bad brother, laugh if you want to, he is mentally prepared this time, so that he will not be hit by Rui Rui's words again!

"Old family, these pairs of socks and this red scarf were given to you by Li Bao; The third family, this is the house that Li Bao gave you and the third child. ”

Cai Xiufen took out two thick socks and two cashmere scarves, one red and one purple, from the box according to what Jiang Li wrote in the letter, and handed them to Jiang Sister-in-law and Jiang San's sister-in-law respectively.

"Li Bao said that these socks are cotton socks, which are softer than the nylon socks we wear on our feet, and they are sweat-absorbing and breathable, and they are very comfortable on our feet."

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