Chapter 1234: Long Stay at the Old Home 8
Writing utensils like blank paper, pens, and paint could be kept at home, and they were openly claimed to be for the children’s schooling. The artwork, however, was a different matter. Fearing trouble and danger, sometimes the elders would admire their finished work briefly before stuffing it into the kang to destroy the evidence. Therefore, in Mr. Lu’s view, it was better to store it in Feng Qingxue’s mysterious and magical space as a keepsake.
Mr. Lu considered his own skills to be limited, but he was in awe of his old friends’ masterpieces. He thought that even leaving them as models for his daughter-in-law and grandson to imitate and learn from was better than burning them to ashes.
Upon hearing Mr. Lu’s words, Xibao couldn’t help complaining, "We haven’t arrived yet? So slow!"
"Have you forgotten? It’s winter now. The postal service is slow on the roads." Mr. Lu patted his grandson’s bald head, feeling a bit guilty. As Xibao grew older, he gained an increasing fondness for outdoor play, and his skin had turned into a light wheat color from the sun.
"When will the roads be easier to travel, so the letters from yesterday reach mom today?" Xibao asked.
Mr. Lu thought about it, "I’m afraid that won’t be possible anytime soon."
The old man was well aware of the country’s development, despite not involving himself in external affairs. He rubbed his grandson’s head, "But when Xibao grows up, let’s see who is interested—we could have him deliver letters specially." He saw it as a promising prospect.
"Sure!" Xibao replied loudly.
A sudden inspiration struck, and Xibao continued, "Grandpa, Grandpa, can we ask mom to come back? She said she would, didn’t she? If mom comes back, I can see her every day, and we won’t have to write letters to mom anymore! Whether the letter arrives tomorrow or the day after doesn’t matter to us then!"