Leaving the Xia Family, Xia Chuyi went straight to the post office to retrieve the letter sent by Huo Shiqian.
Clutching the thin envelope, she flicked her wrist a couple of times.
The letter was still very light.
Clearly, Huo Shiqian had sent it before their meeting.
She tore open the letter to find, as expected, the sparse and telegraph-like few words.
"Today is cold; training with the troops; all is well."
It was really tough for Uncle Liberation Army, he had self-taught himself from two sentences to three—good job!
She folded the letter and stashed it in a dedicated spot in her space—coat, watch, letters; now, this corner was reserved for his belongings.
Without going back, she pulled out some money and handed it over directly to the uncle at the post office.
The uncle, familiar with the drill, gave her in return a piece of paper, a pen, an envelope, and a stamp.
Xia Chuyi took them, spread open the paper, and swiftly penned her response.
