In May, Zheng Shaolian and Squad Leader Xiao Zhao came again. Zheng Shaolian tossed a letter to Xiao Man. "Quick, read it. Let me see it after you're done!"
Xiao Man turned the letter over and over. Seeing only the name "Mo Xiaoman" on the envelope, she knew it was for her. 'Why should he get to see it too?'
"Who wrote this?"
"I'm not sure either. Someone passed it along. Tear it open, and let me help you take a look. Then we'll know!"
"What, you think I can't read? I'll know once I see who signed it." Xiao Man rolled her eyes at him, but he still dragged her down onto the long bamboo bench, insisting they read the letter together. As expected, it was from Gu Shaojun. A single page was filled with flamboyant, cursive script, but the theme was singular: *Xiao Man, come to the provincial city for middle school. I'll make the arrangements. Grandpa and Grandma can come too.*
