The group stared at Zhao Yanping in a daze, all trying to advise her.
"I know, my life is so good now, I don't even have time to cherish it enough."
Not far from his home, Zhou Yongbing met the postman.
"Xiao Bing, there's a letter for your family."
The postman was Zhou Yongbing's childhood playmate, and they still had a particularly good relationship.
"From my wife?"
"Yes, and it's from the Capital."
Zhou Yongbing took it and put it in his pocket.
They said a few words and parted. Zhou Yongbing went to the supply and marketing co-op.
He looked at the pastries there and used food tickets to buy five pounds of ox tongue cakes. Then he went to the building to find his Third Sister.
"Xiao Bing, what are you here to buy?"
"Third Sister, can you help me out? I want to bring more pastries. Xiao Li's brother and sister-in-law are going back to their hometown. We don't have much else to carry, so I thought of bringing more pastries to eat on the train."
