That night, when Shen Jie was already lying in bed and preparing to turn off the lights and go to sleep, Shen Jie also took out his mobile phone to take photos and send them the manuscripts of the love letters left by Shen Hai that he found during the day.
"Daddy, daddy, look what good stuff I found! [Picture]"
"Where did you find this, brat?"
When Shen Hai saw the photo that was sent, he immediately remembered that it was something he had written before. But he was very surprised as to how Shen Jie could have such a thing. And how could this thing be preserved for such a long time.
"Don't worry about where I found it, just ask if you wrote it.qwq"
"Yes, that's okay."
Shen Hai admitted it directly. The evidence was in front of him, so he had to admit it even if he didn’t want to.
"Then let me interview you. What kind of mentality did you have when you wrote this salute at the end of the letter?"
Compared with other things, Shen Jie was most curious about what Shen Hai was thinking about writing this tribute at the end of his love letter. It was like wearing a cotton-padded jacket in the summer. There was nothing wrong with it, but it was used in the wrong place.
"Well, I wrote a lot of letters to teachers back then, and it became a habit."
Seeing Shen Jie ask this, Shen Hai was also a little embarrassed.
"Wait a minute, that's not right. How do you know this salute is inappropriate here? Hurry up and get it right."
"Normal people know that, okay. This is like passing a small note. When you wear a small note, do you have to write the name of the class like a paper?"
"That's right."
After hearing Shen Jie's description, Shen Hai suddenly had an idea. Why didn't he think of it back then?
"Hey, can you tell me what you wrote in your love letters back then?"
Although Shen Jie has many of these discarded manuscripts in his hands, they are basically all large areas of blank space. Except for the "Dear Huanhuan" at the beginning and the "Best regards" at the end, there are at best some pencil-drawn spaces and handwriting in the middle.
The most common one only had two extra sentences at the beginning, and was checked out because of typos.
"Children, why are you asking these questions?"
"I just want to know. Just tell me."
"You are so smart, just guess."
"I'm just asking you because I couldn't guess."
Perhaps because he stayed with Li Ruiyan for too long, Shen Jie unknowingly infected him with his stalking temperament.
"Okay, okay, let me tell you first, don't tell your mother about this! Do you hear me?"
"learn!"
Shen Jie was also particularly excited to see Shen Hai finally share with him what he had done back then.
"Actually, the last love letter was not delivered that year."
"ah!"
Obtaining such an answer obviously did not satisfy Shen Jie.
"At that time, I tossed and turned, thinking about how to write. I even struggled with how to write each word for a long time, and drew small grids one after another, as if practicing calligraphy. But when I finally left here, I still didn't
Write it."
"Good guy, how many words did you omit?"
Hearing that this love letter was not sent at all, Shen Jie was still a little disappointed. He originally wanted to ask Luo Huan, but he didn't expect that Luo Huan didn't know about it at all. No wonder Shen Hai told him just now
, don’t tell Luo Huan.
"Okay, okay, brat, I've told you what I told you. Please do me another favor."
Shen Hai blushed a little when his children found out about this, but he still pretended to be calm and asked Shen Jie to help.
"What's up?"
"Just, do you know what your mother likes?"
"Ah, you ask me this? Shouldn't you ask yourself?"
Shen Jie was also speechless by his father's question. Obviously you are husband and wife, but you still have to ask him about the things you like in the end.
"Isn't it true that she has been busy outside in the past two years? As you know, your mother's hobbies are not fixed, and the things she liked before may not necessarily be what she likes now. I asked her in a roundabout way before."
"Burger? Fried chicken? Coke?"
Listening to what Shen Hai said, Shen Jie also thought of the things Luo Huan had eaten secretly behind his back every day.
"Yes, it's useless to ask you."
Hearing this outrageous answer, Shen Hai also felt a little tired.
"Tell me first, are you going to give my mom a gift? It's not my mom's birthday recently."
"Of course it's not your mother's birthday. It's our tenth wedding anniversary in one week. I haven't even prepared any gifts yet."
Shen Hai also had a headache. Shen Jie was also surprised that Shen Hai could remember their wedding anniversary. It can only be said that the two of them really fell in love.
"How about I send this thing to you, and you can mend it later and give it to my mother?"
Shen Jie thought for a while, this thing in his hand, after so many years, is older than himself, so it would be a good gift for a wedding anniversary.
"I have this kind of thing. When I first dated your mother, I gave her a rose. I secretly kept one and made it into a dried flower. But this is not enough. You have to help me think of it.
A heavier one."
Shen Jie now confirmed that these two people are definitely in true love, and the flowers from ten years ago can still be left to this day.
"I can't think of anything. Just take care of yourself."
But Shen Jie really can't think of expensive things, things that can be called heavyweights. Because Luo Huan usually doesn't show any special hobbies, those food aspects are naturally not worthy of the three heavyweights.
Literally. He could only do nothing to help Shen Hai.
And not only Shen Hai was depressed, but he was also depressed after hearing the news. It was okay not to know before, but now that he knows, it means that he also has to give gifts.
Of course, spending money is secondary, the most important thing is the heart. This is not a social sophistication, but the mutual blessing between family members, and what is important is the heart.
"Hey, I can fill in this manuscript and give it as a gift!"
Looking at the manuscripts left by Shen Hai in his hand, Shen Jie suddenly thought of what else he could do. Although Shen Hai didn't like these things, he could use them. Fortunately, the letter only started with a simple "Dear"
"Huan Huan", Shen Jie can play freely in it.
But just like Shen Hai said, this thing is not heavy enough.
"By the way, how did the song come about, the beginning of the letter, the content of the poem, and the ending of the fairy tale."
After thinking about it, Shen Jie suddenly thought of that song. The first line of the lyrics happened to correspond to the love letter manuscript left by Shen Hai. Isn't it a coincidence?
"Hey, hey, Ruiyan, are you asleep?"
Thinking of this, Shen Jie also gently patted the bed board of his upper bunk.
"Have you slept?"
Seeing that Li Ruiyan didn't respond, Shen Jie simply climbed up the ladder and patted Li Ruiyan again.
This time the other party finally made some movement.
"Great, you haven't slept yet, I'm telling you, I need your help."
Seeing that Li Ruiyan was still asleep, Shen Jie also started to tell him about his story.
It's just that Li Ruiyan didn't wake up for even half a second, tilted his head and fell asleep again.