A wide smile spread across Wang Yuan's face when she saw Zhao Nuanyue.
"Nuanyue, did you get any mail?" Wang Yuan asked. She had sent a letter to Jincheng City after the Moon Festival and expected a reply by now. That was why she was more eager than anyone every time she saw the mailman.
"I did!" Zhao Nuanyue waved the envelope in her hand. "My stepfather's family might be a bunch of scoundrels, but my own mother hasn't forgotten us. She sent something for me and Nuanyang."
"Nuanyue, you're so lucky," Wang Yuan said with a sigh. "Your family is well-off. My parents are just ordinary workers, and with so many mouths to feed at home, there's no extra money to send me. Sometimes my mom even writes to ask me to send money back."
