After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

After all the dried fish and other things were prepared, they were piled in the corner.

Mrs. Wei took one look and saw that there was no way the car could be pulled back.

"Let's do this. I'll give you an address, and you can pack it up and mail it back to me in the afternoon."

"By the way, does this need free shipping?"

Finally, Mrs. Wei asked again.

After buying a bunch of seafood, Mrs. Wei and the two returned to their posts. There was no one there all afternoon and all night.

"Not to mention there is no Zhang family, there is not even a single person who can trust me."

"Yes, in this era, everyone uses mobile phones, who still writes letters?"

The next morning, although Mrs. Wei did not stop the Zhang family, she met the postman who was picking up the mail.

The postman was a middle-aged man. He was holding a few letters handed over by the old lady and said:

"Auntie, this letter was sent from this mailbox. That's right. I remember clearly that letters are sent from this fishing village around here. Sometimes it's once every few months, sometimes once a month. It's been more frequent recently."

A glimmer of hope rose in Mrs. Wei's eyes.

"Do you know the person who sent the letter?"

The postman shook his head.

"Auntie, you are joking. I don't know this person. Although I have worked here for three years, I always get letters from this mailbox because there are really few people writing letters now. It is more convenient to deliver letters. See No, just put it aside and people will pick it up by themselves when the time comes."

Grandma Yi muttered:

"In the past, you had to go to the post office to get your mail in person, otherwise they wouldn't give it to you."

Hearing this, the postman smiled and said:

"Auntie, if it was registered mail before, you would have to register and verify the information with your ID card. Now, times have changed. I don't think it will be long before our service will be cancelled."

The postman rode away on his motorcycle, leaving the two men behind who had lost their clues again.

Grandma Yi sighed.

"What can I do?"

Mrs. Wei was thinking over and over what the postman said just now.

"If it was registered mail before, you still had to use your ID card to verify the information?"

Mrs. Wei suddenly said:

"Xiao Xing, I understand. They have been communicating with each other for decades. It may be difficult to check the letters in recent years, but what about the previous ones? In the past when registered letters were sent, the address of the recipient should be detailed, right?"

Grandma Yi's eyes also lit up and she nodded quickly.

"Sister Wei, you are so awesome, what should we do next?"

"Call Da Ya and let her see the previous letter and the information on it!"

At this time, Zhang Daya from Dawang Mountain was waiting anxiously.

When she received the call, she glanced at Zhu Liu, who was not wearing a hearing aid.

"Well, I know Sister Wei, but we have to wait until tomorrow. The old man will take people up the mountain tomorrow morning. After he leaves, I will ask Qiangzi to send you the information."

"Uh-huh"

"Huh? Who called?"

Zhu Liu saw the old woman answering the phone and asked curiously:

"It's Sister Wei."

"Ah, Sister Wei, what are you doing?"

Grandma Zhang had an idea and said:

"Sister Wei asked us what we should eat. She is visiting the seafood market now?"

"How do I know? I have to check the weather forecast for sunny or rainy days?"

Grandma Zhang looked disgusted.

"It's okay, it's okay, just go deaf, I don't even need to talk to you."

Zhu Liu nodded.

"okay!"

In the afternoon, the two of them still didn't let go of the mailbox.

While guarding the mailbox, Mrs. Wei and Grandma Yi also met other tourists.

This was the first group of tourists the two of them saw after arriving here.

A tour group of about 20 people, judging from the accent, they came from the west.

It's the off-season for tourism recently, so the cost of visiting here is relatively low, and the prices for meals and accommodation are quite reasonable.

A group of people just got out of the car and seemed to have a quarrel over something. A small female tour guide was saying something sincerely?

The distance is too far, even if Grandma Yi pricks up her ears, she can't hear clearly what they are saying?

"Sister Wei, let's..."

Grandma Yi was about to turn around and ask Sister Wei if she wanted to go over and take a look.

When he turned around, there was no trace of Sister Wei anywhere. When he turned around, the old lady with small feet in a floral cotton-padded jacket had already approached the crowd.

"What do you mean by this? Are you bullying us tourists?"

"Yes, yes, do you think that place can be lived in?"

Most of the people in the crowd are elderly people. They come out to see the sea during the off-season. It costs less and there are fewer people in tourist attractions. It is more suitable for elderly people. The environment is not noisy and there is no need to queue.

There were mostly elderly people in the crowd, and everyone's attention was on the tour guide and the two old ladies who made the most noise. Mrs. Wei fit into this small group perfectly.

The tour guide said helplessly:

"I said, aunt, don't you look at how much you paid? We're going to the beach for five days and four nights and we only charge you 699. It's good to have a place to live. If you really don't want to live, just drive back to the city in a while. You guys You spend your own money to stay in a hotel, and we don’t care about the cost.”

The female tour guide said helplessly:

The old lady was obviously a little unsure, but she rolled her eyes.

"That's not right. That's not what you advertised to us at the beginning. It said you were experiencing folk customs and staying in a B&B. We just went to see it, and it was obviously Datongpu!"

The female tour guide didn’t feel guilty, she just choked out:

"Auntie, is there something wrong? You are staying in a B&B. There are only a few fishermen households in the place we came to. The household you live in is already considered to be one of the better-off in this village."

The old lady obviously came prepared, pointing to a sea view villa in the distance and said:

"Is this good? What about that one? Why don't you let us live in that one?"

The female tour guide took a look and suppressed her anger.

"Auntie, that's private property. The landlord won't let you live in it. How can I let you live in it?"

The old lady was still saying something, but the tour guide obviously lost his patience and shouted to everyone with a small flag:

"Let's go, let's allocate rooms. If anyone doesn't want to live there, I'll get you in the car and take you back to the city later."

Seeing that there was no room for improvement, the two old ladies who caused the most quarrel went with them to live in Datongbu in despair.

Let them spend their own money to live in the city. How much will it cost?

After the bus left, Mrs. Wei's sight widened. Not far away, near the sea, among a group of traditional fishermen's huts, stood a two-story seaside villa.

Grandma Yi also noticed it at this time and couldn't help but sigh:

"Hey, Sister Wei, look at her, she's really majestic!"

Mrs. Wei thought of what the village chief said, saying that fishermen have also had a difficult life in recent years.

From the looks of it, life isn’t too difficult, right?

When she went back in the afternoon, Mrs. Wei expressed her doubts.

Zou Xiaoshuang said while cooking:

"Auntie, that big villa you are talking about is the old Chu family, the richest man in the village. They are rich and bought a house in the city some time ago. Now the whole family has moved there."