Bai Yixiu insisted on giving money, "Uncle Fifth, you have to live a life too. These three tickets are more than fifty yuan! Your monthly salary is not that much!"

Bai Hongjiang smiled, "My salary is not high, but I still have allowances and the previous pension! If you insist on giving money, I will be angry and turn against you!

I kept the thirty kilograms of pork you gave me, and I didn't give you money! Besides, Sun Yingying showed me that her legs didn't have money and asked me to buy her a train ticket. This was all agreed in advance, don't be so stubborn!"

Seeing that Uncle San didn't want money no matter what, Bai Yixiu had to take it back.

Seeing this, Bai Hongjiang smiled and nodded, "That's right! Go back first, I'll buy you tickets for you and send them back! You can prepare things in the past two days!"

Bai Yixiu nodded, "Yes, Uncle Fifth."

Let’s talk about the northwest, thousands of miles away, it was already snowing heavily at this time.

Sun Chenghai and He Yunqiang are looking forward to receiving a reply every day.

Although he had never replied, Sun Chenghai believed that Sun Yingying's letter could be sent back before, so he would reply to him.

Just like that, wait and wait!

Finally, the postman came and delivered two large packages.

In fact, the postman Peng Guangbin felt a little embarrassed. In fact, their letters and parcels had arrived at the post office half a month ago.

Because I came to the Northwest Farm, many of the people here were sent here secretly.

Although the policy is relaxed now, there is not much contact with the outside world.

Most of them were letters, but this time I actually received two large packages.

The director of their post office did not dare to make a decision without authorization, so he asked people from the commune to hold a meeting and studied it for a long time.

Finally, I got the reply above, which not only allowed these people to communicate with the outside world, but also sent things.

So all these large packages were sent intact.

On this day, Sun Chenghai and He Yunqiang knew that it was the postman who came here, so he waited early at the gate.

Although they were disappointed again and again before, they were not desperate.

Because they know that in a distant place, relatives miss them.

Although it is very cold outside now, the north wind is blowing.

Everyone was trembling and stood at the door, and no one left.

Everyone was surprised to see the postman rushing to deliver it to him in a carriage.

Whose home sends so much stuff?

Although Sun Chenghai and He Yunqiang were also very envious, they did not expect to receive letters from their relatives. It is already very rare for them to receive letters from their relatives.

Peng Guangbin stopped and the carriage shouted: "Sun Chenghai, these two big packages are yours! By the way, there is still twenty yuan in remittance here."

The postman's words immediately stunned everyone.

Sun Chenghai couldn't believe it either. Where did his daughter have the money to send him so much?

Seeing Sun Honghai being stupid, He Yunqiang quickly patted Sun Chenghai, "Hurry up, carry a package, I'll carry one for you!"

Peng Guangbin took out another thick letter, "By the way, there is also this letter! After taking it, hurry up and sign it and press your handprint!"

Sun Chenghai was pushed by He Yunqiang, and quickly stepped forward to sign and pressed his handprint.

At this time, he didn't care about the envious and discussion of others, and hurried back to their cabin with He Yunqiang on his back.
Chapter completed!