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A postcard

In his spare time, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets, only to make up some materials for the headlines and publish small articles, and search for notes from his former work.

Turning over the notes that have been silent for many years, the memories of the past are like yesterday's memories....

When I was immersed in the words, a family letter jumped out of the book.

The letter comes from: Huguangyan 91466 Unit 91, Zhanjiang City, Guangdong Province, 61 Detachment, 3rd Platoon 11th Squad

The guards are tight

The envelope contains four photographs and a postcard. (attached)

Looking at the postcard sent thousands of miles away 20 years ago, I was really excited. Because of my negligence, I only paid attention to the front of the postcard, the group of soldiers who were shirtless in the sea, and looked for him and found no trace of him.

Today, see the font of Juan Xiu behind the postcard

Write a message

Dry Dad:

Happy New Year's Day

Worked smoothly

Happy family

Good luck!

Son: Liu Weibing

2000.12.28

Twenty years later, when I saw the gift, the old decay did not know what to do, and I was ashamed of it.

The floodgates of memory opened, and in May 2000, my house was renovated, and I met Liu Weibing, a young man who cooked for the workers.

After two months of contact, I saw that he was smart and clever, and what he did in the world was quite attractive. He told me that his family was in Hai'an, Jiangsu Province, and that he was going to join the army at the end of the year.

When my house was renovated and withdrawn, he said goodbye to me and said he would write to me.

Soon he actually wrote a letter in which he said, "Thank you for inviting me to dinner and taking me outside to the bathroom to take a shower." ”

The postcard was the second letter he sent me.

Since he became a dry father twenty years ago, he also had to mean it, and he started school immediately and sent a red envelope to his grandson Liu Cheng.

WeChat reply: I accepted the red envelope for Liu Cheng, thank you Grandpa! Son: The guards.

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