Chapter 347: Using Charcoal as a Pen to Write a Reply
After saying that, Ye Zhenghai fell silent. He had always known the old lady's character, but he hadn't been back for so many years, so he just pretended not to know.
Ye Tingfeng was anxious and asked, "Where do mother and sister-in-law live?"
"I live in the west of the city." Ye Tingxiao briefly explained what Du Wanwan wrote to him, "I saved a man named Liu Sanqian, and also saved his poisoned mother.
The fee they gave was a small courtyard and a shop. Wanwan opened a people's clinic in the capital, so that the family's expenses were covered. "
"Good! They are worthy of being my Ye family's daughter-in-law." Ye Zhenghai's voice was trembling with excitement. "It doesn't matter if the old lady bullies them, as long as God doesn't bully them."
Ye Tingfeng heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this: "Fortunately, it's okay. With my sister-in-law here, everything can be handled properly. As long as I have a house to live in, I won't be starving and freezing on the streets. By the way, big brother! How did you know?"
Ye Zhenghai glared at him and said, "Why don't you go wash the dishes? Why are you asking nonsense questions?"
Ye Tingfeng was stunned for a moment, then understood instantly: "Ah! I see, it must be that my sister-in-law wrote another letter to my brother. I won't ask any more questions, I'll go wash the dishes right away."
The second son turned around to wash the dishes, and Ye Zhenghai asked curiously: "How is Chenchen?"
"That's good. He can call me dad now." Ye Tingxiao smiled bitterly. "It's a pity that I'm not at home. No one answered even if I called."
This topic was a bit heavy, so Ye Zhenghai changed it: "Who sent the letter? Why didn't I see it?"
"It's a falcon named Zamao. He went hunting with Du Xiaoer. Dad! Write down whatever you want to say. When Zamao comes, ask him to take it back."
"Father has nothing to write, you can help pass on a few words." Ye Zhenghai took out a sip of the rare spiritual spring water, "This water is almost gone. If we can't drink it in the future, will our bodies degenerate to the same bad state as before?"
Ye Tingxiao didn't know either: "Father! I'll write a letter back to ask Wanwan, maybe she will have a solution."
Ye Zhenghai nodded and sighed: "This place is freezing cold for most of the year. If you are not in good health, you may not be able to survive it.
A few people were carried out the day before yesterday. They were all elderly people who couldn't stand the cold at night and froze to death.
Ever since drinking this water, my father's health has been much better and he seems to have endless energy.
If I stop, I will go back to the past when I was in pain all over, couldn't eat or sleep well, and it would be really torturous."
"It shouldn't be." Ye Tingxiao comforted his old father, "Wanwan's water is very good, don't worry."
"Ask! I don't want my bones to stay here forever."
Ye Zhenghai was filled with sorrow. He had never thought that he would end up like this after working diligently for most of his life. If his bones were really buried here, just like the people he saw the day before yesterday, it would be really sad.
Although my daughter-in-law is a miraculous doctor, she is far away in the capital and out of reach. If we were all together, this place would really not be suitable for a woman to come.
Ye Tingxiao agreed and prepared to write a letter to Du Wanwan.
Without pen, ink, paper or inkstone, he could only find a piece of burnt charcoal in front of the stove to use as a pen. Under the dim light of the lamp, he found a few pieces of wrinkled, yellowed paper and wrote slowly, stroke by stroke.
Before I finished writing, Du Xiaoer and Zamao came back, one holding a silly roe deer in his mouth, and the other holding a rabbit in his mouth.
As soon as he entered the door, he threw the rabbit on the ground. Zamao started chirping and gesticulating. It was the first time that Yetingfeng saw it and he felt it was very novel.
Ye Zhenghai also got off the kang and looked around Zamao. It was the first time for him to see that his daughter-in-law was really good at using a falcon to send messages to them.
Fortunately, the small adobe house where they lived was a little distance away from the camp, and it was dark and few people came here. It would be bad if they were discovered.
Ye Tingxiao, who was writing the letter, quickly finished writing it, put it into the bamboo tube on Zamao's feet, and touched its feathers: "Leave quickly, this place will be dangerous.
Du Xiaoer crossed the open road, but you didn't. If people find out, they will shoot you down with arrows. It is safer to walk at night than during the day."
Ye Tingfeng was curious: "Brother! You said so much to it, can it understand?"
Zamao flapped his wings and said, "Of course I can understand. I am a Zamao, a capable Zamao. Say what you want to say quickly, and I will definitely convey your message."
Ye Tingxiao glared at his brother and said, "This is a messenger specially trained by your sister-in-law. It's very powerful. If you have something to say to someone, just tell it. It will bring it to your sister-in-law, and then your sister-in-law will relay it."
Ye Tingfeng was stunned: "Is this true? Can my sister-in-law understand what it says?"
His expression froze, and Ye Tingxiao felt that he had talked too much and exposed his Wanwan's secret.
Ye Zhenghai saw the expression on his son's face and immediately understood what was going on. He warned Ye Tingfeng, "Don't spread this nonsense. Anyone who can train falcons must know their habits, characteristics, and preferences. Otherwise, they can't be trained at all. I think your sister-in-law knows this, too."
After this explanation, Ye Tingfeng understood.
My sister-in-law can’t understand what Zamao says, but she understands its habits.
Squatting beside Zamao and touching him, Ye Tingfeng said slowly: "Go back and tell my mother that I'm fine and don't worry about me. There is no way to study here, I will work hard to become a military commander."
Ye Zhenghai felt very sad when he heard this. He also said a few words: "Go back and tell Madam that the master is in good health, has no illness or disaster, can eat, sleep, run and jump."
Zamao knew that they couldn't understand what he said, so he became quiet and nodded.
Ye Tingfeng's eyes lit up: "Ah! You really understood what I said? That's great! Next time I come, I will definitely prepare delicious food for you."
Zamao: "Okay, okay! I'll wait. It's too hard to catch some game here. I have to run a long way. I'm so tired."
Listening to it responding to him, Ye Tingfeng picked up Zamao and spun around happily: "You are so smart! I like you so much. Next time, come and play with me for a few more days. I will hide you secretly so that no one can find you."
Du Xiaoer screamed, "What a ghost! The room is so small, where can I hide?"
Ye Tingxiao rescued Zamao from his brother's hands and took it out: "It's time for you to go, go back! Be careful on the way, protect yourself well, and take a rest if you can't fly anymore."
Zamao's eyes were wet with emotion. The male owner was more sentimental than the female owner. He knew to tell it to return home safely. The female owner would only exploit it every time, commanding it to fly across thousands of mountains and rivers and travel long distances without worrying about tiring it to death.
If it doesn't come, I will threaten it with its wife and children. It's really hateful.
The only benefit is that it allows the whole family to live in a carefree space, eat lots of delicious food, and drink good water. Those good things can make them more and more alert.
It also has very good physical strength and can fly very high and far, ruling the sky.
Huh? If you think about it this way, the unscrupulous hostess doesn't seem so bad. She is very kind to it and its family.
It seems like it would be nice to be a messenger, to be able to fly freely in the vast universe.
(End of this chapter)
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