"Please wait here for a while."
After Xiaoguo saw the man nod, she led the donkey cart into the house.
After the donkey cart was parked, Zhuang Zhuang ran out of the house. He had heard someone knocking on the door earlier, but he didn't dare move because his mother had told him not to open the door for strangers.
Xiaoguo rubbed Zhuang Zhuang's head and said, "Xiaoyi misses you. Shall we write him a letter?"
Zhuang Zhuang was happy to hear that. He quickly nodded and returned to the house to pick up a brush and paper. The two of them sat together and started writing their own letters.
Zhuang Zhuang wrote down the latest news and developments with his brush. Xiaoguo wrote down the detailed recipe for making dried pears and also the description of the stove.
After writing down the two items, she changed to a new piece of paper. This time, it was a greeting to Xiaoyi.
