There was no shortage of what one might call an "endless stream of minor issues." Xu Changqing, for example, had a habit of taking a walk in the courtyard to aid her digestion after dinner.
And it was during one such walk on this very evening that Shen Weimin, who had joined her, mentioned many trivial details from the family letters that she hadn't seen.
That made sense.
This was because, for the entire semester, she had only kept in touch with their parents, a few elders, and a handful of close friends. She rarely read letters from anyone else.
The main reason was the sheer volume of mail; letters arrived almost every day. Most of them were addressed to Shen Weimin, and over time, she couldn't be bothered to sift through them.
For instance, the letters from Su Zhao'an to Shen Weimin and Bai Chenggang were nothing but boastful updates, full of "how are you all doing" and "here's how great I'm doing." She would much rather just read the letters from Qin Xue.
