The young mailman faced Leng Yuan’s dark expression, scratching his head with a foolish grin. "Brother Leng."
He sounded a little sheepish.
It wasn’t that he ant to stare, but Gu Jiaojiao was just too beautiful. He had never seen anyone so pretty and lost control for a mont.
Seeing Leng Yuan’s scowl now, the mailman felt incredibly guilty. As Leng Yuan walked over, he quickly pulled a letter out of his bag.
"The recent heavy snow created quite a backlog of mail. We just found this one yesterday. Since I was delivering mail to the countryside today, I brought it over for you."
Leng Yuan’s mail was special and required his personal signature, so it had to be delivered to him in person.
However, during the last heavy snow, mail couldn’t be delivered to several places. Only the Qingshan Team was relatively close to the county, so it wasn’t affected much.
Villages on the outskirts, for instance, were still snowed in, making it impossible to deliver letters. This created a huge pile-up. They had to pick and sort through them just to get these letters organized and delivered.
Because Leng Yuan and Gu Jiaojiao’s letters were sent earlier, they actually ended up buried at the very bottom of the pile.
This was also why the Gu Family, having not received a reply for over a month after writing, had impatiently sent a telegram.
Leng Yuan skillfully signed his na. The mailman couldn’t resist another glance at Gu Jiaojiao. Just as he was about to leave, Sweet Girl produced two pieces of candy from sowhere and handed them to him.
"This is wedding candy from my brother and sister-in-law. Please have so."
The mailman was speechless.
He clutched the candy and left with a dry laugh.
He was just purely curious about what kind of girl could ta a man like Leng Yuan.
’I honestly didn’t an anything else by it!!!’
’Besides, he knew his place. How could a girl like that ever be interested in him? And even if she were, he couldn’t afford to support her.’
Leng Yuan gave Sweet Girl a rare, faint smile. But Sweet Girl seed to take it as so great encouragent, her eyes sparkling.
Gu Jiaojiao looked on, amused.
"Sweet Girl, Xiao Yang, practice your writing here. I’m going to make you all so food."
A mont ago, while telling a story, Gu Jiaojiao had written out their nas for them and had them practice writing the characters on the ground with sticks.
Gu Jiaojiao turned and went into the kitchen, and Leng Yuan followed her in.
"Aren’t you going to read your letter?"
"I’ll read it in a bit. Let help you with the fire first."
Gu Jiaojiao paid him no mind. They were having stead rice for lunch today. She added water to the pot, placed the basin inside, and threw in a few eggs to boil as well.
Later, she would make so braised pork. It was delicious with rice, and more importantly, it was easy to prepare.
Gu Jiaojiao cut the at and prepared the side ingredients, then just had to wait for the eggs in the pot.
While they waited, Leng Yuan opened the envelope. Inside were the manuscript fees for his last few articles and so ration coupons.
Besides the ones he got from the school, Leng Yuan’s ration coupons ca from the newspaper office.
Gu Jiaojiao saw there was also a letter inside. Leng Yuan was about to toss it without even looking at it, but she quickly snatched it away.
"Don’t! Let’s see what it says."
Leng Yuan said helplessly, "It’s definitely them nagging for a manuscript."
He could recite the newspaper’s nagging words by heart.
Gu Jiaojiao opened it and read aloud.
"Dear Comrade Baimu, your talent is like a brilliant, starry sky, illuminating the hearts of countless readers. Please mail us your work as soon as possible, so we can all share in this radiance! Please? Pretty please?"
"Comrade Baimu, just tell , when can you send a manuscript! Your readers are already sending razor blades! For the sake of the fact that I have a family to support and getting this job wasn’t easy, please, just write more!"
As Gu Jiaojiao read, she felt sothing was off. The change in tone was so drastic. ’Could Leng Yuan have driven this editor to develop a split personality?’
’When did being an editor beco such a high-risk profession?’
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