"You have a great relationship with your family."
"Of course, we are—" Lu Jingzhi paused, "comrades."
Xu Shulou: "?"
"My mother also sent a letter."
Only then did Lu Jingzhi see the other letter in Xu Shulou's hand.
Xu Shulou opened the letter in front of her, a thin sheet of paper unfolded, with powerful and vigorous handwriting showing through the back.
He didn't hide it from her.
The content appeared in front of Lu Jingzhi.
"My dear son—"
Xu Shulou was irritable, "Just read it, don't recite it."
Lu Jingzhi looked innocent, "I didn't want to take advantage of you."
"...That's not what I meant!"
He just thought it would be too disgusting to recite it aloud.
First, there were ordinary greetings, asking if he ate well, if he wore warm clothes... "Wait, why does she ask if you're wearing warm clothes in the middle of summer?"
Xu Shulou said casually, "Probably copied the beginning from a previous letter and forgot to change it."
Well, then.
