Chapter 49

Yu Qingshi’s Gift (2)

Yu Qingshi didn’t hesitate and gave everything to his father. He told him not to open it with a serious expression. He also asked him to carefully observe Jiang Xiaoman’s face when she received them.

Yu Wencheng would naturally not interfere too much with the children’s communication, so he just went along with what his son said and promised him again and again.

Yu Wencheng left after a few days.

The shortcut to the mine did not pass through the village.

The road in the village was better, but it took more time to go through there. Even though the newly opened dirt road was winding and difficult, it saved time overall.

But for the sake of his son’s letter, Yu Wencheng deliberately got up early just to deliver it.

Jiang Xiaoman got up earlier than Yu Wencheng thought.

When he arrived, Jiang Xiaoman was about to go out carrying her little school bag.

She was now used to going to school and didn’t need Grandma to bring her there.

Was this really his son?

Jiang Xiaoman was very happy. She kept holding the heavy bag and refused to let it go. She wanted to write back to Yu Qingshi to express her gratitude, but Yu Wencheng still had other important things to do, so he couldn’t wait for her.

Helpless, Jiang Xiaoman had no choice but to let him go.

It didn’t matter; she could still send it herself.

Yu Qingshi was really nice, he actually gave her so many books. This was the first time she ever saw so many books. This way, she could share them with the children in the village.

She hoped that next time he would come to the village to play. She would take him to play somewhere fun and give him a very memorable experience.

Jiang Xiaoman was full of gratitude.

She took the exercise books to school and showed them to Teacher Tang. He chose some that the children could do and planned to make copies by hand, and had Xiaoman take the rest home.

“Xiaoman, did your uncle buy these exercise books for you?” Teacher Tang had finished taking a quick look at the exercise books. There were a lot of exercises on logical thinking, as well as some English exercises for children.

These were not the primary reading materials for the children in the village; it was beyond their level.

The main thing the children did was exercises on culture; improving their grades was what was important.

Jiang Xiaoman shook her head. “No, Uncle hasn’t been home for a long time. He works in the mine, and even when he passed by the house sometimes, he still didn’t come in. I miss him so much.”

Speaking of Uncle, Jiang Xiaoman couldn’t help but miss him.

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