‘Dong, dongdong’… Changsheng knocked on the recipient’s door, “Is anyone at home?”

After a while, an old woman's voice came from inside: "Who?"

"Hello aunt, I am the passerby of the Blue Bird's letter."

‘Squeak~’ The wooden door opened, and a gray-haired old woman came out of the door, with a trembling voice, “Transferor?”

Changsheng's little face showed a gorgeous smile like the rising sun, which made people feel great when they saw it. "Yes, please wait a moment." He quickly opened the bag and took out a box and letter wrapped in a tightly wrapped tart cloth.

"He looks so handsome. He looks like a boy and a girl, and he is a lucky person." The old woman looked at his beautiful appearance, and her originally old and turbid eyes became clearer.

"Thank you." The phoenix eyes, which looked like a black gem in the longevity, turned into a more naughty look. "Auntie, what is your name? I'll check the information of the recipient."

The old woman thought for a long time before replying: "Sun... Xiulian."

After saying that, he was still a little hesitant and doubted whether the name was correct.

Changsheng was completely unhappy and asked again, "What is your name?"

The old woman nodded this time, "That's right, she's called Sun Xiulian."

"Okay, please sign here now." Changsheng took out a small regular script pen sealed in a bamboo tube from the gray cloth bag, dipped in ink, and handed it to the old woman, indicating to sign on another collection sheet next to the list, "If it is inconvenient to write, you can also press a handprint, which means you have collected it myself."

"Write." The old woman took the small calligraphy pen and lifted it up.

Changsheng looked at the old woman's words, which were beautiful and graceful, but there was a hint of old trembling power coming out of the paper.

The three words Sun Xiulian were written. The old woman looked at the words she wrote and sighed: "I'm old, my previous words are more pleasing than this." Then she handed the small regular script back to Changsheng.

"Old has the character of old, young has the charm of youth, and different interpretations at different times. You don't have to think it's bad, but it seems to me very good. Generally, like you, you always put on your handprints, and you can lift your pen and make people look at you with admiration."

Changsheng received the pen and signed the contract, and sent the box and letter tightly wrapped in tart cloth to the old woman, "This is your thing."

"What a sweet mouth, haha." The old woman took the thing and said, "It's cold and the child is wearing thin clothes. Come in and out to the house to warm up. I'll find you two winter clothes that my grandson doesn't wear, and then drink a little hot soup."

"No need, thank you aunt. If you have any more needs, go to the Blue Bird on Changqing Street to deliver a letter. We hope to serve you again." After saying that, he bent down and bowed to the old woman, turned around and ran back to the carriage waiting for him.

Meng Mei saw Changsheng finish delivering the letter, and gave a thumbs up and praised: "Awesome."

Then he waved his hand to the old woman and drove away.

The old woman narrowed her cloudy eyes slightly and watched their carriage disappear from sight before turning back to the house with the letter.

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Yufulou is one of the most famous restaurants in Jinling City. The restaurant staff welcomed guests at the door and shouted, "Dear guests, please invite me in the meal~ the roasted knives, daughter red, meat, vegetables and seafood, what do you want..."

After Meng Mei and Changsheng delivered the letter, they came here.

The guy greeted the two of them into the restaurant.

Sitting down by the window, Meng Mei flipped through the menu, "Thank you for your hard work, a plate of lion head, a plate of vinegar and cabbage, a plate of fried peanuts, and a portion of braised prawns, which can be slightly sweeter, a pot of tofu egg flower soup, and four newly-laid sesame cakes, serve as soon as possible."
Chapter completed!