Qin Rou asked Lu Yan how he explained to the third sister, Lu Yan just smiled inscrutablely, and gave her a "resolved" gesture.
Qin Rou was very skeptical: "What letter did you send someone to bring to Third Sister?"
Lu Yan was peeling crabs for his daughter-in-law at home. Today, a large pot of blue crabs was steamed at home. The crab meat was thick and filled with crab roe, and the meat was like silver threads. He scooped a spoonful of peeled crab meat and fed it to his daughter-in-law. On the edge of his mouth, he said in a nonchalant way: "It's the kind of letter you write to each other when you're talking about someone."
Lu Yan, who had read several letters from Zhao Jianghong, said that these letters were meaningless to chat with, so why not peel and feed the crabs to his daughter-in-law with his own hands, then give him a few kisses, say a few words affectionately, and rub his ears together.
Qin Rou: "???"
When talking about someone? Letters written to each other
"Lu Yan, have you written it?"
"Why haven't I seen it as your only object?" Qin Rou was very curious, plus she had a heart attack, this man didn't give her anything, he never wrote a love letter, and his love words were even more bland. a few words.
Lu Yan: "... I wrote it, and I studied it a few days ago."
"I want to see."
Lu Yan: "... I left one more, if you want to read it, then read it."
"Go, go, show it to your daughter-in-law."
Lu Yan wiped her hands clean, and went to show Qin Rou a letter. As soon as Qin Rou opened it, she noticed firstly that the format of the letter was extraordinarily beautiful, Lu Yan's handwriting was still so admirable, and... the mathematics underneath The problem-solving process is also very smooth.
Qin Rou: "..."
On the surface, it looks like a communication letter between the subjects, but why is the content so strange
Who is still discussing math problems with the subject in the letter
"Are you trying to figure out the word count?" Qin Rou pointed to the formulas for solving the problems.
Lu Yan nodded, and was extraordinarily honest in front of his wife: "Yes, it really is my daughter-in-law, you can tell at a glance."
"I just think it takes a few sheets of paper to make it look like that."
Qin Rou: "..." Before you were admitted to university, Chinese must have dragged you a lot.
The two of them will not be like their father when they write essays in the future.
Seeing her expression, Lu Yan asked curiously, "Daughter-in-law, do you like this too?"
Qin Rou shook her head, "We have time to write letters, why don't we get together and talk."
His composition may not be worth much, and it would be embarrassing for this man to hold back a few hundred words.
"We can also solve problems together."
It happened that there were so many copies of "One Hundred Thousand Whys" at home, and the family of four got together to do the topic.
In a year or two, the college entrance examination will be resumed, and maybe it can be prepared in advance. If Qin Rou wants to take the college entrance examination, she plans to take the Lingnan University in Guangcheng, as for other Huaqing University, forget it.
In the future, she only wants to develop in the south, that is, in Qiongzhou Island, Guangcheng, and Shencheng. By studying there, she can meet more students who are developing in Guangdong Province, and make more connections and multiple networks.
If you want to do business and make money at the same time, you have to buy land and properties in this open frontier.
Qin Rou has already made a decision in her heart. She doesn't know if she can pass the exam. If she doesn't pass the exam, she will take the exam for an extra year. It's tasteless.
Are you still going to be an announcer? When televisions become popular in the future, radios will be withdrawn from the market, and many announcers may also become hosts.
"What? If you want to read it in the future, I can also write it for you—" Seeing her daughter-in-law fell silent, Lu Yan said with a headache.
After writing those few letters, Brother Lu has exhausted all his literary brain cells. It is fine for him to write inscriptions, but it is really too difficult for him to write those romantic sentences of love and love.
As witty as he is, he can figure out a way to use the title to make up the word count on the spot.
"Write, you have to write something for me." Qin Rou secretly encouraged him, as long as you dare to write, I will dare to read.
Lu Yan: "Okay."
He thought to himself that as long as you dare to read, I dare to write.
Third Sister Lu received several letters from her younger brother. She went back to the dormitory, sat on the bed and opened one of them at will. What caught her eyes was Lu Yan's flamboyant words.
She read it carefully, "???!!!"
It seems that this letter is still well written? ? !
If it weren't for the handwriting on the paper that she was familiar with, Third Sister Lu really doubted that this letter was not written by her younger brother.
— My brother can still write this stuff
Can't tell! !
Lu Xuan handed the letter to Sun Meiyu, a female officer in the same dormitory. Sun Meiyu took it, and she held it in her hand in amazement. After reading it over and over again, her eyes almost shone.
"Hey, sister Lu, who wrote this, so educated?"
"Handwriting is like a person. A man who can write such a letter must be a man who is elegant, elegant, easy-going, easy-going, and knowledgeable..." Sun Meiyu looked at the letter in her hand and looked forward to it.
Lu Xuan's eyeballs were about to pop out: "... where do you see it?"
Why doesn't she know that her younger brother is still a man who is "elegant, elegant, easy-going, easy-going and knowledgeable"
"It can be seen in many places. Look at the sentences he wrote. They are so cultured. Look, there are foreign languages. Although I don't know what the specific content is, these words are so beautifully written. There is no point on his body." culturally, it is impossible to write such a letter.”
"Who wrote this letter, he must be very handsome." Sun Meiyu asked casually.
Although she was asking this question, the letter writer in Sun Meiyu's mind should have a square face like a scholar, with her hair combed back, and round glasses with gold wire rims. Literate...
"He...he looks really good. My brother wrote him a date."
"Your brother, which brother, do you have a date?" Sun Meiyu had met Lu Xuan's fourth brother, Lu Xiao. He was a male officer with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a tough temperament. Although he had no culture, he was very attractive to women.
The last time I came here, many people wanted to be Lu Xuan's younger siblings, but it's a pity that they already have someone to marry.
"Another brother, here's a photo of him." Third Sister Lu randomly found a promotional photo of Lu Yan's white military uniform.
This is what her younger brother Lu Yan sent to her family before, and her parents, brother and sister all sent one, it is really a coquettish bag.
Sun Meiyu glanced at the photo, and the handsome man in the white military uniform in the photo was immediately reflected in her eyes, the bridge of the nose, the eyes, the figure...he looks too handsome! !
Now Sun Meiyu looked at the letter she had read just now, her heartbeat accelerated, and she felt that the letter was coated with a layer of golden light in an instant! ! ! !
"I don't think any woman would be able to resist your brother writing such a letter."
Lu Xuan said: "My brother and my younger brother and sister got married after they met."
Sun Meiyu nodded: "This letter is really well written!!"
Third Sister Lu: "...?"
Then... write it like this.
To be honest, Lu Xuan's previous composition scores were as bad as her brothers'.
They are all children of the old Lu family, and there is no preference for one another. The brothers and sisters are all bad.
Third Sister Lu directly copied Lu Yan's sentences, copying and copying. She felt that as a woman, she still had a little bit of romantic feelings in her body. The countless military songs, my mind began to be filled with various literary atmosphere.
What little white poplars, what green flowers in the army... write them all down.
Third Sister Lu finished a lot of writing in a profuse manner, and she still had more to say. She felt that her literary and artistic cells had been developed.
Lu Xuan found a time to send the letter to Lu Qing. Besides, she felt that writing the letter was quite good, mainly because she liked the feeling of writing hypocritical words.
Lu Xuan didn't care at all whether she could get along with Lu Qing, she decided to make more pen pals now, and we all wrote bitter words together.
"My brother still has an idea!"
"I think I can write poetry!!"
…
Third Sister Lu was full of expectations for the days of writing letters in the future, and she also made some nonsensical sentences.
Lu Qing from Guangcheng received a letter from Lu Xuan.
When he received the letter, he was very surprised. He originally thought that the woman with her son was just joking, but he didn't expect that she actually sent him the letter. Did she really want to develop a relationship with him
Rationally, Lu Qing believes that he should stop this dangerous behavior in time, and should not open her letter, nor should he have too many contacts with her.
She is much older than him, and even married and had a child. There is also a boy who is a female soldier; and he, who was also a veteran, injured his legs and feet, and now works as a cook in a restaurant in Guangcheng , in fact, he didn't want to be a cook, and still missed his military life.
"I shouldn't have opened her letter."
Lu Qing took the letter back, originally intending to treasure it in the pages of the book, intending not to open it for the rest of his life, and treating it as an accident.
But he still couldn't hold back, thinking about what the woman wrote in the letter.
Lu Qing opened Lu Xuan's letter, read it tenderly, and found that the letter was written as a little white poplar, and it was written as a green flower in the army. There were many descriptions in it, which reminded him of his life in the army and the battle. friendship.
Her letter really went into his heart.
The heart that was originally as calm as a dry well was hit by an unexpected stone at this time, and countless waves were splashed in the water, which could no longer calm down.
Lu Qing tossed and turned on the bed and couldn't sleep all night. He felt that he should write her a reply letter, but he also felt that it was impossible for the two of them to develop a good result for each other, so it was better not to contact each other anymore. Wide, each other is safe.
After struggling for seven or eight days, Lu Qing went to buy a few Chinese and English dictionaries. He decided to study deeply and then write back to Lu Xuan, but at this time, Lu Xuan's second letter came again.
Lu Qing opened the letter apprehensively. After reading it, her emotions were high, and she immediately wrote a reply letter. After finishing writing, Lu Qing wrote at the end of the letter: "I hope we are just friends. Other possibilities."
After he sent the letter, Lu Qing felt uneasy, thinking that Lu Xuan's letter would not be sent again. After all, he had already made it clear in the letter that there was no relationship between the two of them.
He didn't want to be someone's stepfather, and he didn't accept it. He didn't want to give Lu Xuan hope, and he didn't want to delay this woman.
Unexpectedly, after waiting for a while, he received another letter from Lu Xuan.
—In addition to you, I have made four or five pen pals like this. It is a pleasure to write and communicate with you.
"Four or five?!!!!"
She also communicated and wrote letters with four or five people in this way. He may not be the first, nor may he be the last. Lu Xuan agreed to be a friend, and said that she was very happy to know him as a friend, and she would bring him with him next time. When my son went to Guangzhou, he would definitely go to the restaurant to eat the meals he cooked.
—I am very happy to have a friend who can cook like you.
— My son Xiao Ming likes your cooking very much.
— Next time, let us introduce some special dishes.
…
Lu Qing was dumbfounded immediately, an inexplicable impulse and anger filled his chest, that anger could not be restrained no matter what, almost made him lose his mind.
How many fathers does this woman plan to find for her son? ! !