She also knew that this thing was not accurate.

But now that it's all here, it doesn't hurt for Wen Nian to take a trip by the way.

Following the route in memory, soon came to the post office.

Because it's not a market day, there aren't a lot of people here, and there aren't as many postmen working here as there are on a market day.

Seeing her come in, a young woman who was playing a sweater looked at her casually: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Hello beauty, I'm just here to see if there are any letters or packages from Deng Wennian from the Second Brigade of Yongxing Village."

Wen Nian stepped forward and greeted people politely, "The pattern of your sweater is very beautiful, did you come up with it yourself?" ”

The women's paper is a two-color sweater, and the flowers are also matched in this way.

In order to make people happy to help her check the letters, Wen Nian used some social means.

"No, I learned from others."

Sure enough, hearing Wen Nian's praise, the woman put down the needle and thread in a very good mood, got up and said, "I'll help you take a look, you wait a minute." ”

"I'm in trouble."

Wen Nian was not pretentious, and said that he was troublesome, so he waited quietly aside.

"By the way, beauty, do you know Xiao Zhang?"

Seeing that the woman was busy, Wen Nian asked casually, "It's also from your post office, there was my mail at the end of last year, or did he send it to our village?" ”

"Oh, you said Brother Zhang."

When the woman heard this, she was also interested, "He didn't come to rest today." ”

"There's no email here, so I guess there's no yours."

"It's okay, I'm here to ask when I'm in town."

Wen Nian smiled, "If you don't have it, you won't have it, and you can't force this thing to come, right?" ”

"Your eldest sister is quite good at talking."

The woman smiled and went back to the email log on the desk next to her.

"A good word, three winters are warm."

Wen Nian said casually, "Isn't it like this between people, hello, I'm good, everyone's okay?" ”

"That makes sense."

The woman did not delay her from doing things when she spoke.

His eyes were fixed on the record book, and his movements did not pause at all.

"I'm sorry, I've seen it all, but I don't have anything from you."

After the record book was finished, the woman stopped and looked at Xiang Wennian, "Maybe you wait a few more days." ”

"If there is, I will arrange for someone to send it to you."

"Thank you, I'll come back in a few days."

Wen Nian thanked him, and took out a handful of fried peanuts from his cloth bag and put it on the counter, "I'm sorry for your trouble, I'll see you again when I have a chance." ”

"No trouble."

The woman laughed, "Ah, what is this for?" ”

"I fry it myself at home, and you keep it fragrant when you're bored."

Wen Nian left these words and turned to leave.

"This guy is quite good at doing things."

The woman smiled and put the peanuts in the drawer in front of her, looked up at her colleague who was reading a book in front of the telegraph, and muttered something in a low voice.

After hesitating, he got up and sent a few peanuts he had just received.

"Xiao Liu, do you still bring peanuts to work?"

Reading a book was a middle-aged man who strode forward, and when he felt someone approaching him, he put down the book, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was a new colleague who had just entered the post office, and he couldn't help but smile.

"What did Uncle Zhong say, how dare I bring food to work."

Xiao Liu smiled, "This is from the eldest sister who just came to check the email, I don't look at you, I'll send you a few." ”

……

Wen Nian didn't care about what would happen behind him after he left.

After leaving the post office, she went straight out of town and went home.

When I met Deng Wenwen who had just returned from outside at the entrance of the village, the brother and sister greeted each other, and then talked about the preparation of materials.