Back to the golden age

"Brother Zhuzi!"

Turning around, not far away, a man wearing a padded jacket and pushing a cart is smiling at himself honestly. This is Aunt Gao's son Wang Dazhu.

Wang Dazhu is eight years older than Lin Yan, and he is almost thirty this year.Since childhood, Aunt Gao's family treated Lin Yan just like their own children. As a big brother, Wang Dazhu took care of and loved this little sister. When he went to the Northwest, it was Zhuzi who sent her on the train. He was still a teenager at that time, and Now he is the father of two children.

"I looked at the back and thought, it's really a swallow, but you haven't come for a long time, why don't you go in?"

Wang Dazhu said with a smile, and put down the cart in his hand by the gate of the courtyard. The cart was pulling a cart of briquettes.

"I just arrived, and I haven't had time to go in yet. It's no coincidence that I met you at the door." Lin Yan said with a smile, looked at the cart and asked curiously: "Brother Zhuzi, there is no coal at home? Why are you so busy?" many?"

"That's okay, our family can't use so much." Wang Dazhu picked up the towel hanging around his neck and wiped his sweat: "Most of this belongs to the house of Uncle Jiang and Mrs. Pan in the front yard. The old man is not in good health. The children are also busy, anyway, I went to fetch them today and brought them back by the way."

"Brother Zhuzi, I'll help you." Seeing Wang Dazhu starting to unload briquettes on the car, Lin Yan rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward.

"Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, you are a girl wearing such a suit, and you are still a college student. Isn't it a waste to do this? I always do this job, so don't interfere, and it will be over in a while. Swallow, you go to the hospital Go here, my mother has been thinking about you these two days, she must be very happy when you come."

Lin Yan looked at her clothes and smiled embarrassingly. It is true that her clothes today are not suitable for this job. The briquettes are very dirty, and the clothes will probably be ruined after she survives.

After saying hello to Wang Dazhu, Lin Yan entered the courtyard first. After entering the courtyard, Uncle Jiang and Mrs. Pan who lived in the front yard had already come out. They were very happy to see Lin Yan, who hadn’t come for a long time, and pulled Lin Yan Chatted a few words in the front yard.

After saying something, Lin Yan went to the backyard. Aunt Gao was even more happy to see Lin Yan. In her eyes, Lin Yan was no different from her own little daughter. She was the child she watched grow up.

Holding Lin Yan's hand, Aunt Gao asked Lin Yan how she was doing these days, whether she was tired from studying at school, she seemed a little thinner, did she eat too much after studying too much?

Speaking of this, Aunt Gao patted her thighs and stood up, saying that she wanted to make some delicious food for Lin Yan today, and Lin Yan felt warm when she heard that.

Lin Yan ate lunch at Mrs. Gao's. Although it was just a simple meal, Lin Yan felt that it was more to her liking than delicacies from mountains and seas.

After dinner, she took the initiative to help Aunt Gao wash the dishes, and had a conversation with her in the room. Seeing that the time was almost up, Lin Yan got up to leave. Aunt Gao asked Wang Dazhu to send Lin Yan out. Lin Yan said goodbye to Aunt Gao. Said that he would come to see her in a few days.

After walking out of the courtyard, Lin Yan told Wang Dazhu not to see her off at the courtyard gate. The road was not far anyway, and she could go back to school in a short while by bus.

"Alright then, Yanzi, be careful on the road and watch the road!"

"Brother Zhuzi, go back, I'll come back later."

Wang Dazhu nodded to Lin Yan with a smile, and was waving goodbye when he suddenly remembered something and called Lin Yan to stop him.

"Almost forgot, there is still a letter from you in the house. Originally, I was thinking of sending it to your home in the next two days. I just happened to give it to you, saving me another trip."

"letter?"

Hearing this word, Lin Yan didn't know what was going on, and her heart suddenly jumped. When Wang Dazhu went back to the room to fetch the letter and handed it to her, Lin Yan couldn't wait to look at the envelope.

When she saw the very familiar handwriting on the envelope, Lin Yan was instantly surrounded by a great sense of happiness, she couldn't help shaking, Wang Dazhu who was beside her hurriedly supported Lin Yan, and hurriedly asked what was wrong with Lin Yan.

"It's okay, Brother Zhuzi, I'm fine."

At this moment, Lin Yan's heart was full of the shadow of Song Yuanchao, and she even wanted to open the letter immediately to read the contents inside, but rationality made Lin Yan resist this thought, she carefully put the letter in her pocket, and said to Wang Dazhu with a smile : "Thank you brother Zhuzi, this letter is very important to me, thank you so much!"

"Is it very important? Who is this letter from?" Wang Dazhu scratched his head, with a puzzled expression on his face: "I think this letter is from Shanghai, and I sent another one before. I sent it to your home, but you didn't receive it." Is it?"

This sentence made Lin Yan slightly taken aback, but she calmed down quickly, pretending to be innocent and smiling: "Got it, is it my mother who collected it? She sent me a message, I haven't been home these days I haven't had time to watch it yet. Brother Zhuzi, thank you, I'll be leaving first."

"Well, Yanzi, be careful on the road, remember to watch the road!"

"Don't worry, brother Zhuzi, goodbye."

"goodbye!"

Leaving the courtyard gate quickly, Lin Yan turned around and walked towards the outside of the alley, but after walking a few steps, tears fell down her face unsatisfactorily.

Song Yuanchao has not forgotten himself, he wrote a letter, he still remembers himself, and misses him as deeply as himself.

Lin Yan felt bursts of incomparable happiness. She wanted to laugh loudly, but at the same time she wanted to find a place to cry heartily, so as to release all the thoughts that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time.

Wang Dazhu inadvertently told Lin Yan that Song Yuanchao had actually sent two letters, but Lin Yan did not receive the first letter. The smart Lin Yan had already figured out what was going on. The letter was secretly hidden by his mother.

Although she hasn't read the letter yet, Lin Yan already knows from the mailing address that Song Yuanchao has returned to Shanghai. Perhaps it is for this reason that the letter she sent to the northwest was not received by Song Yuanchao, who had already returned to the city. Therefore, Song Yuanchao sent the letter to Aunt Gao according to the address he gave him when he left, and the letter from Song Yuanchao who returned to Shanghai fell into the hands of his mother by accident.

If it wasn't for Lin Yan's impromptu visit today to visit Aunt Gao, then one can imagine the fate of this letter.

In her mother's eyes, Lin Yan is no longer the ugly duckling she was back then. Her parents' job status has been restored, and Lin Yan is a student at the Capital University. Deserving, maybe the mother thinks that her future son-in-law is only qualified for a promising young man like Zhao Minglei.

It is precisely because of this that my mother secretly withheld Song Yuanchao's letter to her without telling her, and secretly supported Zhao Minglei in pursuing her.

Thinking of this, Lin Yan felt extremely sad in her heart. She couldn't understand her mother's thoughts, and even wanted to go home immediately and question her mother why she did this.But rationality made Lin Yan gradually calm down. She didn't go home, and at the same time made a decision not to mention this matter to her mother for the time being.

On the bus back to school, Lin Yan opened the letter and read it slowly while sitting in the car.

Song Yuanchao wrote a lot in the letter. Apart from his longing and concern for Lin Yan, Song Yuanchao also asked if he had received the letter from last time. Was it because he was too busy at school to reply to his letter in time?But it doesn't matter, as long as Lin Yan lives well in the capital, Song Yuanchao only hopes that Lin Yan can be well and happy. He will always expect this and wish Lin Yan all the best.

At the end of the letter, the careful Lin Yan found a faint trace on the letter paper. She was slightly taken aback for a moment, and soon understood what the trace was.

If she guessed right, this is the dry trace of the tears that Song Yuanchao shed when writing this letter. When she thought that Song Yuanchao was looking forward to her message in distant Shanghai, but she failed to reply to the letter due to various reasons, Lin Yan couldn't restrain the emotion in her heart, clutching the letter tightly to her chest, feeling the breath of Song Yuanchao on the letter paper, two lines of tears silently slid down her cheeks.