"Then let's ignore him." Hua Zhao put the letter back into the envelope, took it back to his room and stuffed it casually. When he had time later, he would tear off the stamps on it and throw away the letter too!

She has never collected stamps. Except for a few particularly famous ones, such as "The Mountains and Rivers of the Motherland Are Red", "Blue Army Stamps" and "Monkey Stamps", she has no idea what other stamps are valuable.

But no matter how much it is worth in the future, it is still more expensive than the current 8 cents, so it would be a pity to throw it away.

She also kept the stamps that Ye Shen wrote to her with.

"The Mountains and Rivers of the Motherland Are Red" and "Blue Army Post" were more than ten or twenty years ago, so they can't catch up, but she can definitely catch up with the 1980s Monkey Ticket, and she will buy the 180th edition by then!

"Hey!" Hua Zhao went out to do some work.

The next day, Hua Zhao received a letter from Ye Shen.

When she traveled through time, a full page of monkey tickets was already worth more than 1 million.

"Ignore them, let's eat." Hua Qiang said.

The girls’ names are: Ye Fang, Ye Juan, Ye Li...

As someone who has been through this, she really can't accept it. It seems that she should be the one to take the initiative and let Ye Shen choose.

After reading the letter, Hua Zhao sat by the window in a daze.

This time Ye Shen named the child, and the boy was named: Guoqiang, Guoqing, Guodong...

As for the address there, he doesn't know yet. He will wait until he gets there to see if he can communicate with her. If not, it doesn't matter. He will stay there for a month. After one month, the mission will be over, and he will have a vacation to go back to see her.

With the kids.

Hua Zhao fumbled for the two words, Sugar Mountain.

But these were all trivial matters. What she really cared about was the casual information about his whereabouts at the end of the letter.

Don't write to this address anymore. He's moving to Sugar Mountain.

More than 200,000 people died at that time. Was he among them?...

The most important thing is that a scene in her memory that she didn't care about before suddenly jumped out, turning over and over in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of it.

She looked up and stared at the calendar on the wall. July 5, 1976 was 23 days away from that huge disaster day, less than a month.

That is to say, he will definitely experience that disaster in Sugar Mountain.

But three months later, the remitter became Qin Xiangdong.

At that time, the original owner didn't know about this change at all. She was illiterate and she didn't care, as long as she could receive money.

In the previous life, after the original owner got married, he would receive remittances from Ye Shen every month.

Hua Zhao's memory was fixed on several remittance slips. In the first three months, the name of the remitter was indeed Ye Shen's.

The most reasonable explanation is that he can no longer remit money in person, so where has he gone?

Now Hua Zhao knows, he went to Sugar Mountain...

But Hua Zhao is now eager to find out why the remitter changed? Where did Ye Shen go?

It couldn't be that the original owner was suddenly so disgusted that he was no longer willing to remit money in person, or that he was assigned a guard at a young age and no longer needed him to remit money in person?

"Grandpa, I'm going to the capital." Hua Zhao put away the letter and got up to find Hua Qiang who was enjoying the shade in the yard.

Hua Qiang was stunned. Didn't he agree to ignore them yesterday?

She touched her belly, her eyes instantly firm.

She had been hesitant before about whether to do something, but now fate gave her the most sufficient reason, and she had to do something.

"Oh, then we should, we should, when should we go?" Hua Qiang asked.

"Let's go on the 20th," Hua Zhao said.

"I'm not looking for them, but Ye Shen said that he will be on vacation at the end of the month and wants me to go to the capital to meet his parents."

Hua Zhao did not dare to say that he was going to Tangshan to find Ye Shen, otherwise when things broke out, Hua Qiang would die of panic.

"Your mother-in-law was an art soldier back then. Later, when she got older, she went to the logistics department. She was still engaged in art. She was more open about dressing up. Just dress up to look good!" Hua Qiang said.

"That's it." This will put Hua Zhao at ease, and she can wear something bolder, such as a dress or something.

"Okay, then go into the house and make some new clothes! They should be good-looking! Your mother-in-law is very discerning," Hua Qiang said.

He knew Ye Zhenguo, he knew Ye Mao, and he even knew Ye Mao's wife Miao Lanzhi.

Although these things are rare, how come they are so rare to live in Huazhao now?

Under the cover of her powers, all plants are under control.

In the past 10 years, dresses were not something you could wear casually. If you were not careful, you would be disliked by others, and you would "have a meeting".

"Prepare some more gifts." Hua Qiang got busy and went to the cabinet to take out the wild Ganoderma lucidum that Hua Zhao had picked before and a small root of wild ginseng.

And for her now, having one tree is equivalent to having countless trees. She squats on the ground and works hard to promote growth. If she wants, she can cover the entire valley with ginseng.

But she doesn't want to.

And her current superpower can cover a 5-mile radius.

Along the way from home to the hot spring, she discovered several Ganoderma lucidum and wild ginseng trees.

Moreover, these things are basically annuals, and will become old and rotten after autumn.

Those thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum that you occasionally see in newspapers have unexplained mutations and are extremely rare.

So Hua Zhao collected a total of 2 20-year-old wild ginseng trees and 2 pounds of wild Ganoderma lucidum, and brought them back to make water for his grandfather to drink.

Ganoderma lucidum is a fungus, similar to a mushroom. It cannot grow just one, at least several, so pick more.

To be honest, he was still a little reluctant to part with it. He found that the wild ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum was so good. After soaking it in water, he felt better. He didn’t feel any pain at all. He felt more energetic when working. He even

I doubt that anything wrong with me is gone now.

"Grandpa, keep it. I may go digging in the mountains again in the next few days, and I might be able to dig it up." These things are meant to save Grandpa's life, so how can they be given to others?

Hua Qiang looked at the things in his hands and felt that the gift was a bit light. Ye Shen was really very fond of his family's flowers. The sky-high price of the gift, after three turns and one ring, still didn't dislike Hua Zhaochou at that time...

He went to get the portion he had left to soak in water.

"Be careful when entering the mountain. Don't fall or touch yourself. Don't go up high!" Hua Qiang explained.

"Why!"

Besides, it’s not like there’s nothing left outside.

"Okay, then you can go and have a look without saying anything else." Hua Qiang was really reluctant... He still wanted to live a few more days to see his great-grandson born.

Sure enough, within two days, the children went crazy playing, their smiles were bigger than ever, and they had smiles on their faces anytime and anywhere.

These four children have never had friends. In the city, they were bullied and looked down upon by children of the same age wherever they went. They also felt inferior to others.

There are not many mushrooms left now, and the season is wrong. Hua Zhao has not taken a few children into the mountains in the past two days, letting them go out to play with their peers in the village.

When they go out, they are told to bring her fried popcorn to ensure that they will be popular.

Why didn't mom bring them back earlier?...It's all because grandma lied to them!

In order to prevent Old Mrs. Zhang from stirring up trouble again, Hua Zhao had told them all what Old Mrs. Zhang had done in the past, which made the children completely lose their impression of Old Mrs. Zhang.

But it's different here. The children in the village really admire and envy them as my sister said!

This is simply...a paradise!

...

Hua Zhao went into the mountain alone and found a few small ginseng seedlings she had left behind at the place where she last collected wild ginseng. She dug them out after they had grown to be 20 years old.

She thought for a while, planted a few more ginseng seeds, and continued to encourage them to grow.


Chapter completed!