"Got it, got it, don't worry." Jiang Changhai nodded repeatedly.
"Mianmian, don't forget us after you go to the Capital City, make sure to come back and visit us." Zhiwen and Zhiwu said, following behind everyone, looking at Jiang Mianmian.
Da Ya, Er Ya, and Laidi were also tearfully looking at Jiang Mianmian, their eyes full of reluctance.
Jiang Mianmian nodded: "Big Brother, Second Brother, Big Sister, Second Sister, Laidi, don't worry, I'll miss you. Once I'm settled, I'll write back to you. If you miss me, you can write to me too."
There are no telephones in Stone Bridge Village, so if they want to reach out, they have to go to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative or the county supermarket.
But for these kids, if it's nothing serious, the adults definitely won't allow them to chat on the phone because long-distance calls are quite expensive at this time.
But writing letters is different; registered mail is very cheap, just a few cents for a stamp, and they can afford it.
