Ali was holding a letter in his hand.

"Who's letter?"

Zhang Meishou, who was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, asked while yawning.

"It's the master's letter!" A Li said with a smile: "The person who sent the letter said that he arrived in Suzhou two days earlier and waited until today to deliver it! He also said that the master specially told him that he should not arrive one day earlier or one day later!"

Zhang Meishou bent his lips and took the letter casually.

At this time, Song took his maid in.

The maid held a tray in her hand, a blue and white porcelain round plate in the plate, and inside it were four freshly cooked and steaming eggs.

"Mother, my father has written me, come and see me." Zhang Meishou stood up and walked towards Song.

Song looked surprised and hurriedly took it and opened it.

There are a thick stack of letter papers, and the first sentence of the first one is to wish Zhenzhen a happy birthday.

Song said it to his daughter one by one.

Zhang Meishou also came aside to watch, and long before Song finished reading, she had read the contents of the letter.

This page is full of the words and concerns of a father.

Zhang Meishou couldn't help but feel moved.

Song put the first piece of letter paper he had finished reading aside and went to see the second piece.

Just as I was about to continue reciting, my expression was slightly frozen and I turned to the next one.

Then, next one

Until the last picture, Song did not read a word again.

Zhang Meishou was speechless.

Because except for the first one, the other nine were written by my father to my mother! She counted them all!

"It's all for greetings to your grandfather and your uncle, it's better not to read it," Song explained hypocritically.

Although when they first arrived in Suzhou, Zhang Luan had already sent a letter to greet his father-in-law and brother-in-law, and also specially sent some supplements and specialties from Huzhou.

Zhang Meishou naturally knew about this.

She did not expose her mother's lies of kindness.

No matter what, she still has a place. In comparison, she can only appear between the lines of He Ling and the other two, who are the ones who should cry.

Song did not rush to read the letter, but asked his daughter to stand in front of him. She took the cooked eggs, rolled Zhang Meishou from head to toe one by one, and said auspicious words in her mouth.

Soon, Aunt Yun brought the longevity noodles made by Song Chengming himself.

"My grandfather can actually make pasta?" Zhang Meishou was surprised.

"Miss Cousin is afraid that the longevity noodles from the two aunts and the master when they were young have always been made by the old man." Aunt Yun said with a smile.

Of course, there is also the old lady's one, but it is obviously not meant to be sad today.

Looking at this bowl of noodles, Zhang Meishou was in a happy mood.

My grandfather's body is getting better and better.

Previously, Tian secretly gave his mother a few prescriptions to regulate her body. Her mother used them very well. She only said that she got them from Wanxi, and her mother had no doubts.

After arriving in Suzhou, my mother found the doctor and looked at the prescription. After getting it, the doctor nodded, and gave it to my grandfather for use again.

My grandfather's illness is indeed very similar to that of my mother's illness. It is all caused by heart disease, which is caused by years of depression.

There was also a decoction prescribed by the doctor, and she took it together. With her physical and mental comfort recently, she saw her grandfather's complexion gradually improved.

Looking at the snow falling outside the window, Zhang Meishou was in a very good mood.

All day long, the Song family kept laughing and laughing.

In the evening, the snow gradually stopped.

Song Fuyu and his friends suggested going to the garden to play with snow.

There has been no decent snow in Suzhou for several years, and a group of children are happy and nervous.

Zhang Meishou is not very willing to go out.

She was surrounded by people all day long. It was just quieter now. She was planning to get into the bed earlier, holding Tao Po-zi to read the picture album and play with snow. That was all the things the children liked to do. What was she going to join in the fun?

But Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling both pestered each other and insisted on her going.

The two of them said all the good things, acted like a spoiled person, what

All the methods have been used.

Zhang Meishou smiled and sighed in his heart.

These two brats tried their best to let her go out to play.

Looking at the expectant look of the two, Zhang Meishou felt a little soft, nodded and agreed to them, holding the other hand and walking out.

She actually always knew that in her previous life, even though these two fools did all the ridiculous things, she treated her heart all the time.

As soon as the siblings stepped out of the room, Zhang Yanling whispered to her: "Second sister, I'll throw the snowball later. If you are with the three of us, I'll be embarrassed to act seriously. Then, remember to stand in front of us and create a chance for us!"

"Yes, my second sister, my mother said that you should not be beaten or bullied on your birthday. My cousin will definitely give in to you."

Zhang Meishou's face froze.

This is why they insist on pulling themselves out!

Haha, the promised intention is pure!

Zhang Meishou slapped Zhang Yanling on the head.

"I'm not on the same side as you!"

"Second sister!"

Zhang Yanling looked at her with grievance.

Zhang Heling also begged.

The siblings stepped on the snow, and the three gradually walked away.

It was already in the hour of You and the sky was dark, but the huge garden of the Song family was reflected in the snow that had not been cleaned yet, as it was in the daytime.

The maid and servant followed behind with a wind lamp, and a group of tightly wrapped children chased and played, laughing and making fun.

"Cousin, why are you hiding from the pavilion again!"

Song Fuqi shouted loudly.

Playing a snowball fight is the birthday gift he carefully prepared for his cousin. How special.

Zhang Meishou sat in the pavilion, holding the hand stove, and was about to answer, he suddenly heard a muffled thunder sound above his head.

Everyone looked up subconsciously.

At this moment, a little light quickly rose in the night sky. With a "bang", the light suddenly exploded, and the flowing light burst into the night sky in an instant, so beautiful that it was invisible to see.

"Wow, look, it's fireworks!"

Zhang Heling's tone was surprising.

But the blooming fireworks instantly turned into stars and disappeared into the night.

Before we could feel disappointed, the sound of fireworks rising into the sky came out again.

Zhang Meishou also left the pavilion and looked up.

A ball of fireworks followed by a ball of fireworks bloomed in the air one after another, and the scope was gradually expanding. After a while, the colorful fireworks were everywhere in the sky, and the increasingly tight and grand fireworks seemed to completely cover the night of the entire Suzhou City.

Zhang Meishou was stunned.

How much money does this cost?

Coincidentally, she has no overly unworldly preferences, but she just loves to watch fireworks.

In the last life, every festival, she would always take Ali to stand at the highest point in the palace and look out at the fireworks blooming in the city.

It's just that it's always too far away, far less shocking than being immersive now.

No matter how much money it costs, it is not hers anyway!

Zhang Meishou was very happy to see it and enjoyed it.

The people in the city also came out to watch, and the children cheered and marveled.

For a moment, Suzhou City, which had already become quiet, became lively and as if it were a festival.

Such a huge movement also alarmed the government.
Chapter completed!