When he opened the letter, he saw the beautiful and neat small print on the full page. His eyes were deep and deep.

This is the contrast between salt free and beauty!

The letters on the envelope are the same as the children who just learned to write in the first grade of primary school. However, the characters on the letter paper are graceful and elegant, and the strokes on the end have hidden character, which is pleasing to the eyes.

Looking at the above font, Meng's mind immediately floated the appearance of Jiang Xiao.

The first time, he had an intuition, which was the word of Jiang Xiao.

But then he thought it was incredible that a 13-year-old child would write this beautiful handwriting?

Even if she started learning at the age of five, it would be a long time before she could recognize all the characters, and it would take at least ten years to master this skill.

For a child!

But, ten years, Jiang Xiao?

No way!

However, when he saw the content of the letter and the tone between the lines, he was very sure that it was Jiang Xiao's personal letter.

Her address to him is also the three characters of Ming Huang very calm, even first name with surname.

"Meng Xinian, Zhan Xinjia.

I write to you after a month. I'm sorry. To be frank, I really forgot... "

look, look, this tone, this attitude, if someone else wrote on behalf of you, how could you be such a rogue? Forget about it?

Meng used to gnash his teeth.

Is his sense of being so low? Thousands of exhortations, but also to forget?

However, after looking down, he was completely angry, because Jiang Xiao wrote all about her and her uncle's stories about them going up the mountain, including the fact that she killed a partridge and sat on the ground frightened by a mountain mouse.

Between the lines, interest leaped out, she wrote as if flowing water, no pause, let him see trance, as if seeing with his own eyes.

The game on the mountain, the joy of harvest and the delicacy of food all seemed to be written alive by her.

Six pages of letter paper, let him read with great interest, when he saw the signature and date, he was still full of ideas. He wished there were still ten pages to read.

Meng found another problem in the past year.

Sixth grade primary school students, can have this kind of writing?

There are many vivid words in the letter. Why does he think it is not suitable for her age?

Meng looked at the letter in the past, and his eyes grew deeper.

Jiang Xiaoxiao, how can I feel that you are all strange and suspicious?

Jiang Xiao will also think of this letter in his spare time, but all the letters have been sent. It must have been seen by Meng in the past years, and it is useless to think about it any more.

She simply did not care. The next day she went to the town and sent him all the things she had done in a hurry. There was also a second letter in it.

Because it was urgent, the next day, Meng received the package.

This time, Xiaoqian, a communications soldier, once again saw the warm version of Meng's former years.

But Zhao Xin is difficult to hide his curiosity, just follow Meng back to the dormitory in the past, watching him unpack.

Meng used to live in a dormitory of four people, but at this time, the other three people in the dormitory all went out to work.

"Yes, my sister-in-law?"

"Well." Meng seems to be in a good mood.

He recognized the handwriting on the list, which was Jiang Xiao's.

This girl is still worthy of praise. Although she wrote a month late, she even sent two letters, which can be regarded as sincere. And, this time, I even sent a package to you.

He was very curious about what it was.

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