"You probably haven't read that letter, have you?"
"What letter?"
"Heh, go check the mailbox yourself!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yimeng suddenly stood up, disregarding everything else, and dashed straight to the reception room.
Brushing away the dust, Zhao Yimeng found the letter Li Hai mentioned.
The letter was signed by Uncle Zhao, which is why it hadn't reached him immediately.
"Clack~"
As soon as he opened the envelope, he heard something drop to the ground, making a crisp sound.
It was a medal, a first-class collective merit medal...
Zhao Yimeng was instantly stunned.
He recognized that medal.
This was the very one he had given to Wang Wenxi's widow back in the day!
Anxiously, he quickly opened the letter.
The letter read:
Uncle Zhao, by the time you receive this letter, it should be close to my dad's death anniversary.
Before my mom passed away last year, she said that when the family is in difficulty, I should write you a letter on my dad's anniversary.
