Portable Space: The Group Favorite Milk Bag Brings the Whole Family To Open and Hang

But in fact, the secret book written in the name of County Magistrate Liu had already been sent to the capital the night before.

Yan Chenjue handed over the written secret booklet, and turned to look for Xinbao.

He was going to write a secret book just now, so he asked Fourth Brother Tang to look at Xinbao for a while, and within an hour or so, she was no longer outside, and he couldn't find it after searching twice.

Yan Chenjue knocked on the door, and Fourth Brother Tang came over and opened it, holding a round stool by the door, and said with a smile, "Sit here for a while."

Yan Shenjue looked up.

I saw Xinbao lying on the table, holding a brush, clumsy and not knowing what he was doing.

Yan Shenjue said: "Xinbao?" He wanted to walk over.

Fourth Brother Tang smiled and opened his hands to stop him: "Xinbao won't let me see."

Yan Shenjue was surprised: "Don't let me see? What is she doing?"

Brother Tang laughed and said, "I'm writing a letter to my father."

"Writing letters??" Yan Chenjue was a little amused: "I don't know, Xinbao can write letters now?"

She said: "Xinbao will write when you find it, and the first one will be written for you."

It turned out that it was a letter.

Yan Chenjue was even more funny, seeing several books spread out on the table, and some papers, Tuanzi flipped through the books and wrote, it looked like that.

Both of them watched with a smile.

Xinbao spent a lot of effort... mainly because Xiaopang's hands and brush are too weak.

But in the end, she finished the letter with difficulty using the fewest words and sentences with the fewest number of strokes.

It's really hard for a smart woman to cook without rice, and it's hard for a big man to be a broken car. Fortunately, she is full of talents, and after ninety-nine delays, the remaining penny is still enough to write a letter. Between the lines, she perfectly expresses her thoughts.

Tuanzi put down his pen to appreciate it, and shook his head triumphantly.

As expected of me, but I am so smart.

Yan Shenjue watched with a smile.

If he remembered correctly, the last time she was in this confident state, she still wrote those three words that she didn't know what they were.

Tuanzi picked up the paper and blew on it. One word was as big as a fist, and he could vaguely make out from behind.

Yan Chenjue narrowed his eyes slightly, but when Tuanzi looked up and saw it, he climbed down from the stool in a very small way, holding the paper in both hands, and hid behind the table, shaking and shaking like clothes, and trying hard to blow, huh, huh, huh .

Yan Shenjue was really going to die laughing at her.

He might feel uncomfortable if he wanted to change someone else and not allow him to read the writing, but she...he didn't need to think about it, she must have mentioned him in the letter.

This, in this world, there is a person who can make me believe that "you have me in your heart", it is surprisingly practical.

Then Xinbao finally dried up, and clacked and clattered.

Fourth Brother Tang said: "Give it to me, I will ask Anshun Butler to seal it up."

Xinbao said: "You have to write Daddy's letter."

Fourth Brother Tang raised his eyebrows: "I still have to give it to my father?? Yes."

So the villain Fourth Brother Tang winked at Yan Chenjue, and went out with the paper, Xinbao consciously tidied up the messy paper on the table.

Yan Chenjue saw that her sleeves and skirt were stained with ink, so he carried her into the next room to find clothes for her.

Brother Tang came back and said: "Pretend it, you can help me write my father's letter, and then ask someone to send it out."

The villain Yan Shen Jue couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay."

He came out, wrote his father's letter, and then pulled it out to look at it for a while, and handed it to Nineteen to see him off.

Nineteen soon delivered the letter, so when Tang Qingshan came home at night, he saw his second elder brother holding up the letter: "The letter written by your daughter, I specifically asked my father to open it, but I didn't dare to read it!! I don't know what it is Who are you guarding against! This is too much, you little stinking treasure!"

Tang Qingshan washed his hands and took it.

The words on the cover were written by Yan Shenjue, and he thought the inside was the same.

Unexpectedly, the black characters inside covered the paper, and it was actually written by Xinbao himself.

Tang Qingshan took it outside the door and looked carefully at the sky. The letter read:

"

Xinbao misses Daddy a hundred times.

My wife dreams of not going out.

I'm so busy, I want to plant flowers on stones, plant medicine for my brother's legs, flowers for my heart, and my wife Jian is sad, give him a lot of sweetness, and only go home when it's cold to plant medicine and sell for money.

Xinbao is really powerful.

Two hundred miss daddy.

"

The second elder brother stretched out his head to look secretly at the side, and said, "What flowers are for Xin?"

On the other side, Mrs. Lin also raised her head to look secretly, complaining, "I miss my father a hundred times, I miss my father a hundred times, but I don't think about my mother! You little bastard!"

At the same time, he replied: "Grow medicine to cure my brother's legs, grow flowers to sell to her brother, and comfort her brother's heart!! I don't understand this, and I have studied! But what is this wife who is sad? What do you mean? Why don’t you go out in a dream? What kind of flowers are planted on rocks?”

The second elder brother slowly stroked his chin, and exchanged glances with his father.

Tang Qingshan read it twice before carefully folding it up and putting it away, and said to his second elder brother: "If the Yuan family goes to the county seat tomorrow, you can follow along."

"Okay," said the second elder brother, "it happened that Second Uncle Yuan gave me the medicine, I had two doses left before I drank it, and I went over and asked him to take my pulse again."

Mrs. Lin said: "Didn't it mean that the mountain collapsed? Can the road still be walked?"

"I can walk," Tang Qingshan said, "Yuan Dalang said that the road has been cleared, and he drove to both sides when digging."

Mrs. Lin snorted, and then whispered: "You said that Mr. Chen Er came after us?"

Tang Qingshan nodded, "Very likely."

Mrs. Lin immediately relieved her anger: "That's really God's eyes!"

So the second elder brother drank the medicine the next day, and followed Shijiu, whose alias was Shi Jiu, to the county seat.

Because the family couldn't finish the food, they collected some for the Shen family to eat, so instead of driving the Yuan family's carriage, they drove the family's donkey cart, and slowly arrived at the gate of the city.

It may be because of the collapse of the mountain yesterday, many people went out only after seeing it, so there was actually a long queue at the gate of the city, and everyone was gossiping about Chen Ershao, one by one vividly.

The second elder brother sat in the car wrapped in a cloak, listening with a smile.

A load-bearer came from the back and skillfully inserted himself into the front of the donkey cart, while taking a look at their cart, seeing the carts loaded with vegetables, he said: "Oh, you go at this time, you won't be able to sell them."

The second elder brother said casually, "I'm going to visit relatives."

The man said: "It's not enough to just get food when visiting relatives."

The second elder brother just smiled and ignored him, but he said, "Do you want to buy two pomegranates? The fresh pomegranates I picked are fresh."

The second elder brother shook his head and refused to buy, so he muttered poorly twice, then took a few quick steps, took a moment, and flexibly inserted in front of another person, and then began to persuade him to buy his pomegranate. If you don't sell him, you will swear, and if you don't let him jump in line, he will swear even more.

Because many people on the road said that there was a pomegranate tree on the mountain where the accident happened this time, which is unlucky, so pomegranates have not been sold much since yesterday.

The second elder brother watched him jump in line all the way, and scolded several people.

He was born with five big and three thick, and he was not easy to mess with at first glance. There was a half-grown child carrying a basket, and he directly grabbed the basket, pulled him back, and moved to the front of the house, very arrogant.

The second elder brother stood up suddenly and raised his voice, "Pomegranate seller!"

The man turned his head, and the second elder brother said, "Come back, I'll buy it!"