"Mom, I know your character, I don't doubt you." Zhang Mo explained again.
Chen Sihui's mood improved a lot, but she was actually worried that her son would doubt her. When her son said that, she was really happy.
After all, she has been separated from her son for so many years. Although the family relationship is still there, it is not deep enough. They don't know each other well enough, and the son may doubt himself.
"Then mom will help you go to the post office to check, or you are writing a letter to her!" Chen Sihui suggested.
"Okay!" Zhang Mo nodded, "I'll go by myself later."
"Then do you want to have dinner at home today?" Chen Sihui asked hastily.
It was not easy for her son to come back. Of course, she hoped that her son could have a meal at home.
Zhang Mo nodded: "Well, I have a half-day vacation. I will be inside for the next three months and cannot come out."
In the next three months, there will be important things. He came out today and came back to take a look.
Chen Sihui sighed, knowing that she would not be able to see her son for the past three months. It was the same with Zhang Qili in the past, even if he wasn't in the northwest, and he came here occasionally, it didn't mean that he could see him casually.
She looked at her son distressedly: "Then you pay attention to your body, I will contact Yanling girl, you don't have to worry."
"Thank you, Mom." Zhang Mo nodded, "I'll go back and write a letter first."
Chen Sihui nodded and hurried to eat. She wanted to prepare the afternoon meal for Zhang Mo.
When the old man and the old lady came back, they were overjoyed when they heard that Zhang Mo was back.
"Where's Xiaomo? Now that you're back, why don't you see anyone?"
Chen Sihui was busy, while saying: "He is in his room."
She didn't plan to tell the old lady about writing a letter to Li Yanling, lest the old lady would be unhappy again.
However, Zhang Mo quickly came down with a letter in his hand. The old lady said hello, her face froze.
If you think about it with your toes, you know that Zhang Mo's letter must have been written to Li Yanling.
She said unhappily: "You just came back, where are you going?"
"The post office sent a letter." Zhang Mo didn't hide it, "Grandpa and grandma, I'll be back later."
With that said, Zhang Mo strode out. And he also wanted to ask the post office if there was still a letter from Li Yanling over there.
The old lady here saw the person leaving just like that, still looking anxious, and couldn't help humming: "This kid, he left without saying a word to me, he was just in a hurry to send a letter to that dead girl!"
The old man shook his head helplessly: "Isn't it always the case when young people are in love? Didn't we worry when we didn't see each other before?"
When he was young, he and the old lady met eyes, but at first the old lady's family actually disagreed. Later, he went out to fight on his own, so he didn't have many opportunities to see him.
Fortunately, at that time in troubled times, there were many opportunities. He relied on his talents to make money, and went back in time to marry the person he liked. Otherwise, he would be in a hurry.
Fortunately, the old lady was quite stubborn when she was young, otherwise, she would have been betrothed to someone else.
Speaking of being young, the old lady blushed a bit and pushed the old man: "What nonsense are you talking about when you are old!"
Here Zhang Mo went to the post office, first sent the letter, and then asked if there was any letter from him. It turned out that there was no letter from him, but there was a package, which was just sorted out and delivered the next day.
Zhang Mo took it over and took a look, and found that it was indeed sent by Li Yanling, and he didn't know why it was a step behind the letter. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com