Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 316 The Confidence of Mystery
Looking at his serious little adult appearance, Zhang Yu couldn't help but smile.

Repeatedly warned myself in my heart, don't laugh, don't laugh, never laugh.

If you laugh again, it will really make people cry.

If you really cry, you have to coax yourself, he doesn't have that ability.

So don't laugh, don't laugh.

Zhang Yu endured the hard work, and even pinched his thigh secretly, trying to resist the unbearable smile.

In the end, I couldn't hold back.

When Qi Gang was not paying attention, he quietly turned his back and laughed silently.

"Uncle Xiao Yu, what are you doing?" Looking at Zhang Yu, who was facing away from him, trembling all over his body, Qi Gang thought something happened, so he hurriedly asked with concern.

"No, it's okay. I was itchy just now, and I'll be fine now."

Zhang Yu quickly rubbed his face to relieve the stiffness caused by prolonged laughter.

Then he turned around again, explaining with a slightly stiff expression on his face.

Fortunately, Qi Gang is still young, so he can't detect the loopholes in it.

Seeing that he wanted to ask something more, Zhang Yu quickly changed the subject.

"Did you come to see me for something?"

Although Zhang Yu's Taoism is not very deep, it is more than enough to divert a child's attention.

As soon as Zhang Yu's words came out, Qi Gang slapped his forehead fiercely, and said annoyedly: "Ah! Oh, that's right, I almost forgot, Uncle Xiaoyu, the postman is still waiting at the door And you, go, go!"

After speaking, thinking of the postman who was still waiting at the door, he hurriedly urged Zhang Yu to leave quickly.

In the middle, Zhang Yu's ink stains were still suspected, so he just pulled the hem of other clothes and ran out.

Zhang Yu was stunned when he saw the postman waiting at the door.

He remembered how the postman Li Sheng who was in charge of delivering letters near them, Brother Li, had turned into a young man he didn't know now.

The young man is also very lively, and Zhang Yu's doubts can be seen from his performance.

He smiled and said, "You are Zhang Yu, right? Master Li has something to do today, so let me take care of him for a day."

So that's the case, Zhang Yu nodded at the postman, as if he knew him.

The postman continued: "Master Li specifically told me to deliver your package to you when he got off work yesterday."

As he spoke, he pointed to the two oversized packages on the back seat of his bicycle.

Looking at the two packages, Zhang Yu was a little puzzled for a while.

Who will send him the package at this time?

Those comrades of my father, after receiving his letter and knowing that there is not much shortage of food here, basically no longer send him food, but will send him local specialties.

And even if it's sending something, it's treating him as an exchange point.

After all, although the items he gave back were not unusual items, they could not be bought in some places.

So they became more and more enthusiastic about sending things to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu didn't understand his intention at the beginning, but after his uncle reminded him, he understood it.

But the packages they send are generally not too big.

Therefore, Zhang Yu was [-]% sure that the two packages were not sent by his father's comrades-in-arms.

Who could that be?

The Xie family in Northeast China basically sends him 2-3 times a year.

But these 2-3 times are basically concentrated after the autumn harvest, before the Chinese New Year, and generally do not send things at other times.

Even if you want to send it, it won't be that exaggerated.

But apart from these two sides, he really couldn't think of anyone else who would send him a package.

Although a little puzzled and a little curious, I can't wait to open it immediately to see who sent it.

However, facing the faces of everyone in the courtyard who were working there in plain sight, but actually wanting to gossip, Zhang Yu hurriedly signed and delivered the package to his home.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Seeing that Zhang Yu had signed his name, the young postman was about to leave.

Zhang Yu grabbed him and said to him: "You ran all the way to deliver things to me, you have to drink water before you go, come, come, come in with me, drink water."

Faced with Zhang Yu's enthusiasm, the young postman hurriedly waved his hands, and then said: "I really have something to do, there are still several letters in the car that have not been delivered, and the weather is not good today, and it will soon be cloudy. Come down, I have to hurry up and deliver these letters before the weather changes."

Knowing that he really had something to do, Zhang Yu didn't come out again. Instead, he stuffed his hands into his pockets, and under the cover of his clothes, he grabbed a handful of jujubes from the secret space and stuffed them firmly into the young postman's backpack. inside.

After watching the young postman go away, looking at Qi Gang who was still there dazed, Zhang Yu rubbed his head and made his hair, which he thought was beautiful, into a chicken coop.

Then, before he got angry, he sneaked back home.

Looking at the two large packages on the bed, Zhang Yu felt that there were definitely a lot of things inside.

At least he felt the weight of these two packages when he hugged them. Even the lighter one would weigh about forty to fifty catties.

Not to mention the big one.

With curiosity in mind, I opened the package, and a letter came into view.

Just by looking at the cover of the letter, Zhang Yu knew where these things came from.

It turned out that he guessed wrong, these two big packages were really sent from the northeast, and it seemed that there were quite a lot of things inside.

Just by looking at the handwriting that looks like a chicken paw, one can tell that this letter is [-]% written by Xie Zhiying.

With so many people in the Xie family, including a few people of the same generation as Zhang Yu, it is not so ugly to write.

The point is that the second uncle's handwriting is ugly, but he has no self-knowledge.

I always feel that others are jealous of him, and think that his handwriting is beautiful, and what's more, I feel that his handwriting has created a unique style that ordinary people cannot understand.

To be honest, Zhang Yu didn't know how he got his self-confidence.

Where did it come from?
He remembered that there was really no one in the Xie family who was as thick-skinned as him.

The most important thing is that his handwriting is poor, so he won't let people say it.

It's a good thing to take on this kind of letter sending job.

Looking at the letter in front of him, Zhang Yu was more interested in the content of the letter than what was in the package for a while.

Zhang Yu suppressed his burning eyes and barely finished reading the letter.

Got a few messages from it.

The main reason is that the Xie family got the news that someone wanted to set fire to him.

According to Xie Zhiying's letter, when he heard the news, his father became very angry.

If it wasn't for the persuasion of them, the old man would have boarded the train to Beijing that night, and he has already arrived in Beijing.

(End of this chapter)