On Sunday afternoon, we were preparing to go ho.
Before going ho, Jiang Changhai went to the place where Uncle Yuan was temporarily staying to return the house keys to them, making it easier for them to move and pack.
Teacher Fang knew they were leaving and ca over to send them off all the way to the bus station.
"Mianmian, I’ll be waiting for you at Second High." Teacher Fang waved goodbye reluctantly, looking at Jiang Mianmian on the bus.
He truly couldn’t bear to part with Jiang Mianmian, this bright and eager-to-learn child. With less than half a month until school starts, he really couldn’t wait for her enrollnt.
He hoped that Jiang Mianmian’s admission would set a good example for other students, encouraging them to learn from our Little Top Scholar.
Moreover, he was confident that with Jiang Mianmian’s talent, their school could definitely produce a city-wide top scorer in the college entrance examination, striking a blow against the arrogance of First High.
"Okay, Teacher Fang, I’ll be back when school starts. The bus is about to go, please go back." Jiang Mianmian leaned by the window, speaking with so reluctance.
"Alright, safe journey." Teacher Fang didn’t return ho on his bike until the bus drove away.
After a half-hour bus ride, as they just reached the alley, Li Lan’s mom saw them from the yard and greeted them warmly.
"Xiao Jiang, Xiao Su, Mianmian, you’re back. When I went to the post office to get mail yesterday, I saw a letter for your family. It looked like it was sent from Xiangcheng. Go pick it up when you have ti."
"Got it, sis-in-law, I’ll go pick it up in a while." Jiang Changhai replied with a cheerful nod.
When Jiang Mianmian heard Xiangcheng, her first thought was that the letter must be from Uncle Fang.
Jiang Changhai and his wife obviously thought the sa, as their family had no other relatives or friends in Xiangcheng besides Fang Zhiyuan.
Jiang Changhai ruffled his daughter’s hair: "Daughter, you go to the post office to get the letter, your mom and I will take our luggage ho and tidy up the house."
"Got it, Dad, I’m going now." Jiang Mianmian agreed and trotted off to the post office.
Uncle Fang had been gone for quite so ti, and she really wanted to know how things were going with him.
When Jiang Mianmian returned with the letter, her parents had already cleaned the house.
The three of them sat on the sofa, with Jiang Mianmian in the middle, as she opened the letter and read it aloud softly.
This letter from Fang Zhiyuan was to let them know he’s safe. He had settled down in Xiangcheng, found a suitable job, and everything was going smoothly with good conditions.
He was very accustod to the weather and surroundings there and told them not to worry. If they had the ti, they must visit Xiangcheng.
The economy and trade in Xiangcheng were very developed, quite different from the inland. If they went, they would definitely love it there.
Jiang Mianmian finished reading the letter and looked at the date at the end: "Mom, Dad, look, Uncle Fang’s letter was sent over a month ago."
Jiang Changhai leaned closer to look at the date and indeed saw it was sent last month, clicking his tongue in admiration: "It really takes so long for a letter to co from Xiangcheng, it’s truly not easy."
"Yes, Xiangcheng is really far from us, and with the different policies on both sides, our internal communication still can’t match Hong Kong’s convenience and speed." Su Wanyu, working in the governnt, knew a bit more.
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