60s: Petite Wife

At the door was a dejected young man, dressed in a postal uniform, with a green bicycle behind him and a large green bag tied to it, which should have been delivered by the post office.

"Han Qiwei has a letter." The person said while making a very fast gesture with his hand, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"I'm Han Qiwei, what about the letter?" Han Qiwei also gestured back, and the two smiled knowingly.

"Well, the letter is here, you can take it."

The young man handed a letter to Han Qiwei, and said very quickly in a low voice: "The boss asked someone to bring a bird over, but just entered the city, the bird flew, and I failed to complete the task."

Han Qiwei looked at the young man sweating profusely, he couldn't bear it, how could two legs run with two wings, not to mention that the other party was Costin, who traveled thousands of miles every day. It's not easy anymore.

"The bird flew back on its own, and you have completed the mission!" Han Qiwei smiled.

The young man was immediately overjoyed, looked at Han Qiwei gratefully, and said loudly, "You have received the letter, see you soon!"

"Thank you, master, see you soon!"

The young man pushed the car to the next house, but he looked decent. Han Qiwei smiled, then closed the door, took the letter into the house, and didn't open it, he didn't have to look to know that the envelope was empty. Yes, the Han family has no habit of writing words on paper. Unless they are extremely trusted people, they will not write them even if they are rotten in their stomachs.

Shen Jiao took out a package of jerky from the cabinet, Hai Dongqing smelled a familiar smell, and immediately regained her spirits, chirping and chirping, fluttering her wings a few times, but the roots of the wings were still numb. It can't fly, the food is right in front of you, but it can't eat it, which makes Costin anxious.

"Don't worry, I'll get it for you."

Shen Jiao smiled and put the torn meat strips in front of Costin. She took a small wine cup and filled it with water, and put them together. Costin was thirsty and went up to **** it. The water was gone, and the bird slowly pecking at the jerky, with an extremely elegant demeanor, deserved to be the one-of-a-kind Hai Dongqing.

"Delicious, right? This is the meat that my mother made, but it's delicious. Bird, did you come from Dad? What is Dad doing?"

Zhuang Zhuang squatted in front of Hai Dongqing and had a silent exchange with the bird. The little guy had very pointed ears. Just now, Shen Jiao said that the bird was sent by Han Qixiu. As for Han Qixiu, he and his brother miss their father.

Hai Dongqing was full of food and drink, and he was in a good mood. He didn't pretend to be like before, and talked with Zhuang Zhuang.

"Your father is very good. He has something to eat and play. He said let me come back to watch you and see if you are obedient!" Hai Dongqing opened his eyes and said nonsense.

How did Zhuang Zhuang know that such a flat-haired beast would randomly set up the dragon gate array, and shouted anxiously: "I am obedient, and my brother is also obedient, and there are obedient people who practice the exercises every day."

"Snapped"

Yuanyuan slapped it down with a slap, glared at his younger brother fiercely, Zhuangzhuang touched his head, and realized that he forgot to hide his voice, and if these words came out suddenly, others would be suspicious.

Shen Jiao knew that her youngest son must be communicating with Costin. The little guy was too young, and sometimes he could not help but forget his surroundings and forget that he was talking to animals.

"You are all mother's good babies. Does Zhuang Zhuang want the bird to bring a letter to Dad? Shall we write letters together at night?" Shen Jiao intentionally changed the subject.

"Okay, I'm going to write a letter to Dad, Mom, where to print this time?"

Zhuang Zhan looked at Shen Jiao expectantly with his little paws. In the past, every time she wrote a letter, Shen Jiao would print her son's handprints or footprints on the letter. She put on the fragrant ink, and then sat up on her buttocks. The two natural lotus leaves were printed on the paper. Shen Jiao hooked the lotus pole a few times here, and then painted a few slim lotus flowers there, a picture of summer lotus. leap out.

Shen Jiao will specifically explain in the letter, saying that it was drawn by the younger son's contribution to the **** balls. It is very interesting, and the little guy also had a lot of fun. Several times he took the initiative to ask Shen Jiao to paint lotus flowers, which also made the elder brother to the stupid younger brother. Incomparably despised.

"Is it good to have strong fat claws this time?" Shen Jiao couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, just print fat claws, Mom, do you want to print your paws? Do you want your butt?" Zhuangzhuang still felt dissatisfied, and took the initiative to raise his little butt. The little guy felt that his **** was the largest, so that he could better express his love for his father. of nostalgia.

"Summer is over, I'll draw lotus flowers next year, how about my mother painting the bergamot today?" Shen Jiao endured her smile so hard, the corners of her mouth were sore.

Although Zhuangzhuang was a little disappointed, he still nodded obediently. Everyone else was amused by the cute little guy, and tears came out of their tears. With a happy baby at home, they could laugh every day.

Hai Dongqing lived in Shen's house like this and became the new playmate of the three little guys. Zhuang Zhuang gave Uncle Hai a nice name - Yu'er, because this guy is like a beautiful jade, Zhuang Zhuang has just been I got a piece of jade from the old man to play with, and the name of Uncle Hai came out like gold and silver.

Although the climate on this side of the sea market is not what Mr. Hai likes~www.wuxiaspot.com~, there are pills and delicacies that he likes to eat, and Mr. Hai is reluctantly tolerable.

Besides, it doesn't stay at the Shen's house every day. Every few days, it has to go out for a walk. This guy is flying high, and the speed is like lightning. No one knows where it flew, but until one day. ——

"Yu'er is going to play with Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang, I'm busy!"

Shen Jiao was busy making dinner in the kitchen, but Hai Dongqing came in from nowhere, and kept shouting in front of Shen Jiao. Shen Jiao was afraid that You Xingzi would burst Yu'er, so she waved her hand to chase him away, but this guy was the only one. But he couldn't get away, and he cocked his legs.

"Hey, Yu'er, did you go to Brother Han's place? Did you?"

Seeing the familiar copper hairpin, Shen Jiao was very excited, she hurriedly untied the copper hairpin from Yu'er's leg, and took out a familiar note, which was Han Qixiu's handwriting.

"Daughter-in-law, the bird flew back by itself a few days ago. I tried to write a letter to bring it over, but I don't know if it can be delivered. Daughter-in-law, I dreamed of you last night, and I also dreamed of my son. , Daughter-in-law, wait, when I'm almost busy here, I'll come back to see you!

By the way, if you receive this letter, we will use this bird to send letters in the future. We can write a little less implicitly and be as enthusiastic as a volcano. Wife, remember!

Must be hot and spicy! "

"Pooh"

Shen Jiao spat in shame, and hurriedly put the note back into the copper hairpin and inserted it in her hair. Seeing Costin who was a little tired, she couldn't help feeling pity. It took several miles from the snowy plateau to the sea market. Thousands of miles, it's really hard to do it.

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