Chapter 235 Love was very slow at that time
It was noon, and a certain handsome guy was sticking his butt out and doing that in the office
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Dai Daesheng kept his head down and muttered. After scribbling and revising for a long time, I finally wrote a 'concise' love letter.
The content is as follows.
My Wife Yinghong:
Seeing the words is like seeing the face!
The telegram was brief and not as profound as my deepest thoughts.
When I sent this telegram, it was the 3654th minute since I was separated from you.
In these days and nights without you, I have been suffering from lovesickness all the time. Even the cruelest punishment in the world is not as painful as the pain in my heart.
If you want to know how much I miss you, then look up at the night sky on the night of the 15th. Please don’t doubt that the bright white moon and the bright stars are all filled with my longing for you. Dazzling.
Looking forward to returning.
————Husband, Heng.
He wrote this while suppressing his emotions. If he had used the ability he had when making pen pals in his previous life, it would have kept the dispatcher busy for a whole day. He would send this letter whenever he went to the toilet. Not finished!
"It feels almost boring." Chu Heng still picked up the manuscript paper and looked at it again and again. Finally, he carefully folded it and stuffed it into his bag, and ran out of the grain store happily.
As soon as he got on his car, he rushed to the telegraph office. His eagerness seemed a bit like going to an Internet cafe to chat with his online dating partner in a hurry.
Sanliangdian is not far from the telegraph office. It is just a few turns away from the street where the grain store is located. No matter how slow it is, it is only ten minutes away.
Chu Heng arrived at the place in a short time.
Pushing the door into the room, you can hear the almost constant "didi, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack, tack" sound of the telegraph machine. He was waving his fingers vigorously and was very busy.
There are many people in the hall who come to send telegrams, and they are bustling and crowded.
Chu Heng ducked into the crowd, found a counter, took a telegram form from the young lady who became shy after seeing him, and then ran to the corner to fill in the information.
After a while, he returned to the counter with an almost full telegram slip and handed it to the young lady again.
"Comrade, please help me calculate how much it will cost."
The young lady glanced at him shyly, stretched out her fleshy little hand to take the telegram form, and looked down at it. Behind his eyes, a complex expression of surprise, heartache, annoyance and other emotions suddenly appeared on his face: "You... you are married?"
"Can't you send a telegram if you are... married?" "Chu Heng looked at her blankly.
"No, no, I'll just ask." The young lady shook her head regretfully, then lowered her head and continued to read the telegram. After a while, she raised her head again and looked at the slut opposite with a strange expression, and asked, "Are you sure? You want to post it?”
“Why should I write it if you don’t post it?” Chu Heng looked at the young lady with a strange look.
"Oh!" Those dark eyes made the young lady's heart tremble. She lowered her eyes urgently to prevent herself from falling into it. After being silent for a while, she said: "A total of one hundred and fifty Four words, five dollars and thirty-nine cents."
"Okay." Chu Heng quickly took out the money from his pocket, counted it, and handed over a wad of odd and round bills. .
The young lady took the money and confirmed it, and suddenly said: "You must love your wife very much, otherwise you wouldn't be so willing to spend money on her."
What the hell kind of logic is this?
According to you, poor people are not worthy of love?
Chu Heng blinked and decided to correct the girl's misconceptions, so he began to preach: "This lesbian, I really don't agree with your statement. Love and money are two different things. It’s irrelevant. I sent this long telegram to my lover because I have money and my financial ability is enough to support me in doing so. The money to send this telegram is just a drop in the bucket to me!”
"If you look at it according to your logic, if a boy spends almost a dollar of his entire net worth to buy you a gift, does that mean he doesn't love you? Obviously not, he wants to You have given everything you have.”
“So, how much a person loves you cannot be judged by the amount of money. You have to see how much he has paid for you.”
"I've said so much, you should understand, right?" "Oh." The young lady's eyes at him had changed from heartbeat to pity, and she even took a step back, as if she was afraid of being bitten.
There was definitely something wrong with this guy, so I asked him blindly, what was he talking to me about?
It’s a pity that he is so handsome, he turns out to be mentally ill.
This is what the young lady thought.
Someone who felt that he had successfully saved a girl who was on the verge of corruption smiled happily, took the acknowledgment receipt given by the young lady, and left the telegraph office.
On the way back, he had already begun to guess what his wife would look like when she received the telegram.
You must be completely moved, right?
Will she also write me a love letter back?
This is a bit difficult. With Miss Ni’s introverted personality, she would not be able to say such things under the bed.
So what will she reply to me?
How will she express her longing?
Chu Heng looked forward to it all the way and smiled sillyly. Until he returned to the grain store, he was still thinking about the telegram that had not been sent.
Sitting in the office, looking at the afternoon sun, he suddenly remembered a sentence he had seen in his previous life.
Love at that time was very slow, even carriages, horses and mails were slow. There was only enough time to love one person in a lifetime.
It is indeed so slow that you are unable to love another person.
But the love at this time is so rich and colorful, making people's hearts full of expectations and long aftertaste.
Unlike later generations, you can have a short love affair with just a few hundred dollars, and you can have a quick encounter after chatting online for a while.
……
Evening.
Director Chu, who had successfully conducted a pseudo-Internet chat, was in a good mood. After get off work, he bought two crucian carps and planned to go back and make steamed fish to celebrate.
Well, as long as you are greedy, anything can become an excuse to celebrate.
"Today I drank heavily to celebrate my victory, and I will never stop until my ambition is fulfilled. The future is long..."
Chu Heng held the fish in one hand and pushed the cart with the other, humming a serious tune in his mouth, swaying Stepping into the courtyard leisurely.
When he got home, he first got some water and washed himself, and then he happily found scissors and prepared to clean up the two big crucian carps that were still jumping around.
The intestines were opened, the scales were removed and the knife was changed. Just when Chu Heng was about to apply seasonings and steam it, he suddenly found that there was no soy sauce at home!
“What the hell!”
Looking at the twitching crucian carp on the plate, he chewed his teeth. Soy sauce does not require a ticket to buy, so it is not a hot commodity. , so he didn’t store it in the warehouse. If the soy sauce at home was gone, it was really gone.
I have no choice but to borrow it from my neighbor.
Chu Heng found the bottle and went to Aunt Li's house next door. Unexpectedly, there was no one in her house. Although the door was open, no one was breathing.
He glanced at the soy sauce bottle close at hand on the window sill of Aunt Li's house and left without thinking.
Although soy sauce doesn’t cost much, it is absolutely forbidden to get it without the owner’s consent.
After Chu Heng came out of Aunt Li's house, he glanced at Yanbu Gui's house across the street, felt in his pocket, took out two cents, and walked over unsteadily.
I don’t think I can lend you anything from Old Man Yan’s house. You have to give me money to buy it.
(End of this chapter)