Zhang Haidong was waiting for news from the capital. He was in a hurry, as if he had found his own son.
Mrs. Zhang couldn't stand it anymore: "Don't walk around the house all day. If you really have nothing to do, help me collect pickled radishes!"
In the sack that Zhang Haidong brought back from the harvest brigade, there were four or five big radishes. She had never seen the one as big as a carrot. She couldn't finish it all at once, and she was afraid of spoiling it, so she kept two, and made pickled radishes for the rest, so that when she usually ate coarse grains, she could have a free dish.
In case the coarse grains make the throat unbearable, there is a pickle for delivery, so that it can be eaten.
Pickled radishes should be exposed to the sun every day, air-dried, and put away at night.
Zhang Haidong walked up and down: "I can't sit down, no, I have to go to the post office to see if the telegram has arrived."
He even wants to go to Yanjing himself now.
Mrs. Zhang said helplessly: "Don't go, don't you go to the post office to cause trouble for the staff? How busy is the post office writing, receiving letters, and receiving telegrams every day. Even if you have your telegrams, they must be classified and planned. Okay, why don't you ask someone to find it for you alone?"
It is precisely because of this that telegrams usually take several days to arrive.
After all, the processing of these mails and telegrams is done manually, so it takes a lot of time.
"Besides, look outside, it's getting late, and you don't know if the door will be open yet, what's the use of you going?"
Zhang Haidong glanced out the window, and sure enough, it was getting late, so he didn't go outside.
In fact, he knows all these reasons, but he is just anxious.
Just like that, another day passed in a hurry.
Not long after waking up the next day, Zhang Haidong decided to go to the post office, but there was a knock on the door just after the family had eaten in the morning.
As soon as he opened the door and saw several people standing outside the door, he was stunned.
"Haidong!" Zhang Qili was very happy.
Zhang Haidong came back to his senses and was overjoyed: "Youhow are you so fast!"
It would take seven or eight days to take the train, and with the back and forth telegrams, it would take half a month. But now, his telegram has just passed, probably not long after he arrived in Yanjing, he came here without thinking of anyone!
Chen Sihui said: "We received a telegram saying that we had found the child, so we rushed over immediately!"
"Oh, that's right!" Zhang Haidong was overjoyed, "I found it, I found that child, wait a minute, I'll clean up and take you to find Xiaomo!"
Zhang Haidong couldn't wait any longer, and packed his things in a hurry.
Chen Sihui and Zhang Qili saw that their old friend was so happy, as if they had found their own son, they couldn't help but glanced at each other and laughed. Zhang Qili's old friend is very warm-hearted.
Chen Sihui walked in with her things, greeted Wu Yu and the others, and put down her things by the way.
It was just a simple greeting, and soon they went out.
This time, instead of going to the bus station to take a bus, Dean Shen drove them to Xing County.
Having a car is much more convenient, saves the trouble of running around, and saves time.
And this day¡ª¡ª
Zhang Mo's family woke up to the sound of the production team's broadcast as usual, and everyone went to work in the production team after eating.
Now the grain is growing very well, and it will be earing in half a month. After earing, wait for another one and a half months, the grain should be ripe again, and the autumn harvest should come. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com