Fight the Giants

  Chapter 205 is still alive

  The next day, Li Shimian woke up groggy from the bed. Seeing the old wife lying on the bed with a pale face, she sighed.

  Last night she cried all night, Tian Luxiao fell asleep, and he also cried all night with her, and also thought all night.

  The image of his daughter from childhood to adulthood ran in his mind all night. From her birth, staggering toddler, to sending her off to get married, everything...

   Now his family is in trouble. Fortunately, no one in the family is left behind. They have come to this land of Sichuan and Sichuan, but his good daughter is gone.

   Can't even see the last side.

   Li Shimian tucked the quilt for his wife, got up and dressed, and wanted to go to the dam.

  Leaving the house, seeing the whole family was there, he told his two sons: "Let's go, I'm afraid it will be late today."

   Late is mainly whipped.

  The old and the young in the whole family can't bear a few whips.

   "Father, I asked Bashang for a day's leave, and took money to pay for father, Zhi'er, and Xi'er's labor. Tomorrow, Dianzang and I will go to Bashang again." Li Dian came up to support him.

   "Where did you get the money?" Li Shimian was stunned.

   "In the box."

  Uh... Li Shimian was taken aback. Last night, he was so sad that he didn't read the letter or check what was in the box.

   "Father, who is this big brother's nanny? Doesn't it mean that none of us have a nanny?" Li Dianzang pondered all night but couldn't figure it out.

   "I'm afraid it's not easy to expose Xingzang and use a fake name. Give the letter to Wei Father."

   "Yes." Li Dian collected the letter and handed it over.

  Li Shimian took it over, read it carefully, and found that it was signed by Fang Yang.

  Thinking to himself, this name should be fake, since none of his three sons and daughters hired a nanny. If you look closely, you can't see anything, only a few words of greeting and Xinrou's condition.

   "Father, could this be our old friend?"

   "Maybe Dad's student."

   "But this handwriting doesn't look like it was written by Dad's students, but it's a bit immature. It looks like a woman's handwriting."

   Several people read the letter back and forth, and pondered it again, but none of them could guess the identity of the other party.

  Li Shimian had no choice but to press the button, and told his two sons: "You two take the money, go and buy some paper money incense candles, so that you can burn them for your sister and sister Ning."

   After speaking, the voice choked up and got up, hunched over and went back to the house.

  Li Dian received Li Dianzang with tears in his eyes watching him enter the house, and was about to do as the master ordered. Just as he moved away, Mrs. Miao walked over crying.

"I'll go buy it. I'll buy some more paper money for our sister and burn it for her. I've always complained that she doesn't care about our life or death. I didn't expect that we are still alive no matter how hard it is. My sister... let my parents give me white hair. Man, my poor sister..."

  The adults and children in the room all shed tears.

  When I couldn’t make it through before, I complained about my sister and my aunt living a good life in Beijing, but I ignored them. I didn’t expect her to be gone long ago.

  The paper money, paper clothes and incense candles were quickly bought back.

  The family burned paper for Li Xinrou and her two children while crying in the courtyard.

   Ma Shi also struggled to get up, crying and calling for his daughter while throwing paper money into the pile of paper.

   "Sister Ning has been in good health since she was a child, how could she go with her younger sister..." Qi couldn't hold back his tears as he thought of his lively and lovely niece.

  Sister Ning is the same age as Ming Jin from her elder brother’s family, and only one year younger than Ji’er. In the past, the three children often played together, and almost demolished the house when they came back.

   Now Mingjin and Ji'er are still there, but Ning'er is gone.

   "Sister..." "Sister..." Ming Jin and Li Ji also cried.

  The family made a pile, crying and burning paper for the poor mother and daughter. Hearing the two grandchildren calling sister and sister, Li Shimian paused for a moment, was stunned, and suddenly got up hastily.

"Father?"

   "What about the letter? Where is the letter?"

   "I'll get it." Li Zhi turned and ran into the house. After a while, he took out the letter and said, "Grandfather, here it is."

   Li Shimian hastily accepted it, and carefully read the last page of the letter.

"Wang Rong is brief, Pei Kai is clear. Kongming Wolong, Lu Wangfeixiong. Yang Zhen Guanxi, Ding Kuan Yidong. Xie An Gaojie, Wang Daogongzhong. Kuang Heng chiseled the wall, Sun Jing closed the house. Zhidu Goshawk, Ning Cheng Ruhu..."

  Looking at the handwriting again, and then at the starting and writing of the pen, Li Shimian's hands trembled again.

   "Sir?"

   "Come and see, come and see!" Li Shimian greeted Ma Shi excitedly.

   "This is Sister Ning's handwriting! Come and see!"

I clicked on the last paragraph of the letter: "This is "Mengqiu". When she was a child, she loved listening to me telling allusions about the characters in Mengqiu. She didn't want to write well, but she loved listening to stories. Look at this 'bear', when she was a child, she I think there are too many strokes, and I refuse to write properly. The following four points are always stroked in one stroke. I even pretend that this saves time and effort, come and see..."

   "Yes, yes, this is Sister Ning's word!"

  The husband and wife read the letter carefully from beginning to end, with trembling hands, they looked at each other.

   "Is that younger sister still alive?" Brother Li Dianshou looked forward to it.

   "Show me and your mother what's in the box."

   After a while, a big box was carried over: "We took some silver to pay for the labor of father, Zhi'er, and Xi'er, and the rest are here."

  Mashi took out one by one to see, there were clothing materials, dry goods, some local products of the capital, and one thousand taels of silver notes for small amounts, and some scattered silver.

  No clothing and footwear.

  Xinrou would make clothes, shoes and socks for her and the master every year, but there were none here.

   The husband and wife were not reconciled, and hurriedly asked the two sons to ask the shopkeeper Bai, and learned from the other party that Xinrou was indeed gone.

   "Everyone in Beijing said that my sister and Ning Jie disappeared together, and the Zhang family even sent them a funeral. Why do parents think that Ning Jie is still alive?"

   "Sister Ning really sent these things to us? If Sister Ning was secretly raised outside, she is only ten years old. Who can she know? Send us things from thousands of miles away?"

   Ma Shi and Li Shimian also couldn't understand the reason.

  But in my heart, I decided that the letter was written by Ning.

"I'll write a reply letter myself. I haven't finished explaining the allusions in "Mengqiu" to Sister Ning. If it's really Sister Ning, she must remember it. We will know when we receive a reply .”

"Then I will also write a letter to Ning'er. She likes the cakes I make the most. I will say Dingsheng cakes. Because the journey is too far, the rabbit group will definitely make it in the future to repay her. I will see the reaction of the recipient. "

   Husband and wife went to write letters together. The family raised their hearts and looked forward to it, and the treasurer Tuobo sent a reply.

  Huo Xi asked Mu Yan to send the letter to him, and he is still waiting for a reply. He doesn't know whether his grandfather's family is safe or not. The journey of exile is far away, and he doesn't know how many people will survive.

  But the sky is high and the road is far away, and the mountains in Sichuan and Shu are piled up, and the reply letter is not so fast.

   I had no choice but to press the matter down and get busy with the Guangfeng Water Shop.

  Brothers Yu Jiang Qian Xiaoyu, Ma Ji Ma Xiang and others have all shipped the goods back, and they are all waiting for her to assign work.

  Huo Xi began to think about it.

   No more~ I wish you all a happy weekend, please ask for a wave of tickets~

  (end of this chapter)