Full-level Boss Dressed As a Peasant Girl

   The latter explained to Cheyen, "You deliver the letter to Aunt Hou in person, tell her that it was sent by Young Master Wan, and tell Aunt Hou about the situation here."

   "Yes." Cheyenne went out.

  The doctor just happened to come over. He showed Wan Yan the injury. Fortunately, the injury was not serious, but the skin was frayed and the foot was a little swollen. It\'s best not to move around now, take more rest, and see the situation tomorrow.

Wan Yan was not worried, but rather happy when he heard the result, "Mr. Monsan, I didn\'t expect my body to be so unsatisfactory, I thought it was just a little pain from the bump, but I can\'t walk now. Today, I\'m afraid I\'m going to disturb you. already."

Meng Yunzheng had already guessed the purpose of his coming here. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Why is it a nuisance? There is a guest room in the academy, so you can just stay at ease. I think you are tired from your journey, so let someone take you to rest first. Well, let\'s talk later?"

   "Yes, thank you Monsan for growing up."

After    Meng Yunzheng settled Wan Yan, he went back to the meeting again. Just thinking about that letter makes me feel a little concerned.

   Cheyen had already descended the mountain quickly, and asked the old farmer in the field. Knowing that Shu Yu and Hou Yiniang were in the village, they flew over directly.

  Shu Yu had just cut a watermelon. When he saw Cheyen coming over, he immediately greeted him, "It\'s better to come by chance. The watermelon just taken out from the well is cold. Here\'s a piece for you."

  Xia Yan thanked him and took it in no hurry. He just said to Mrs. Hou, "Mrs. Hou, Young Master Wan is here."

   Outside, everyone calls her Mrs. Hou.

   Aunt Hou just took a bite of the watermelon tip, but she didn\'t expect Cheyen to come to find her, she blinked, "You said just now, who is here?"

   "Master Wan Yan Wan."

   The watermelon in Hou\'s hand almost fell to the ground, his face full of shock, "What is he doing here? Did something happen to the Wan family?"

"The Wan family is fine, but the young master guessed that the young master Wan should have run over privately for the two gentlemen. It\'s just that he came here to send you a letter to the young master." Xia Yan glanced at Shu Yu, who was on the side, and added One sentence, "It was sent from the southwest."

  Shu Yu paused and looked at the Hou family, "A letter from the southwest to you? Aunt Hou, do you often write to the southwest side?"

"No." Hou Shi was suspicious, put the watermelon in his hand aside, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and then took the letter from Xia Yan and said, "I\'ll stay in the southwest. For a year, I lived in the inn for more than half a year. Later, when I returned to Beijing, I sent two letters in the first year. Later, the people in the inn changed, and I didn’t have much contact, especially in the past few years. If it’s a holiday, I won’t be able to send letters anymore.”

   While speaking, Hou opened the envelope.

   She first looked at the sender of the letter on the last sheet, was stunned when she saw the name on it, raised her eyes and glanced at Shu Yu.

   The latter intuition that the person knows himself, "Who sent it?"

   Sure enough, Hou opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Second room of the Shu family, Shu Quan."

  Shu Quan? ?

  Whether it was the Hou family or Shu Yu, they had torn their faces away from the Shu family for a long time. At this time, the Shu family even sent a letter to the Hou family? Also, do they have money to send letters?

   "Look what was said?"

   "Okay." Mr. Hou hurriedly looked at it from the beginning, and the more he looked, the more ugly his face became, and in the end he took a deep breath.