"I stopped and walked along the way, sometimes dancing in the mountains, sometimes sleeping by the river. I met a lot of people who didn't know me, but were sincere and kind. They helped me and really liked my dance."
"I earned some money dancing for several dance houses along the way. I collected fifty taels and sent it to Doctor He. I'm afraid he won't accept it, so I'd like you to supervise it."
Jiang Ling chuckled. She knew that He Zui would definitely not accept her, but she promised to supervise him as Wan Ran had entrusted her.
She took the second page of letter paper, and suddenly a leaf fell. She quickly caught it and continued reading.
"It's pear season right now. I helped pick them and got two large baskets of pears as gifts. I wanted to send them to you, Doctor He, and Jing An for you to taste, but the journey is too long, so I can only give them to you with pear leaves. I hope you can appreciate them."
Seeing this, Jiang Ling picked up the leaf and looked at it carefully.
It was sent in an envelope and had dried up, but the shape of the leaves was very beautiful. Through the light, you could still see the veins of the stems and leaves.
She brought it to her nose and sniffed it, her eyes curved.
Well, there is also a hint of pear fragrance.
It must be the leaves of a very lush pear tree, and the fruit it bears must be sweet and delicious.
"I don't know how long I'll stay in Li County, so there's no need to reply."
"The heat is getting stronger, please take care of yourself."
"My return date is uncertain, but it will definitely not delay your delivery or your baby's full month."
"Don't worry."
The signature is the two words "Wanran".
Jiang Ling looked carefully and found two smaller characters underneath these two characters - "Axuan".
The corners of his mouth curved up and he chuckled.
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After reading the letter again, Jiang Ling put it away carefully and put the leaf between the pieces of letter paper.
I couldn't help but smile, "I asked if I was okay, but you didn't say if you were okay."
Zizhen asked from the side, "Young Madam, do you want to write back?" so that she could prepare writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone.
Jiang Ling shook his head and said jokingly, "This guy doesn't want us to disturb him."
"Where is Master Wanran now? Is he doing well?" Zizhen asked with a smile.
"He is helping people pick pears." Jiang Ling smiled.
As for whether it is good or not.
She said softly, "There's not a single word about good things in the whole article, but every word and sentence is saying good things."
This is Wanran.
I am afraid that they will worry, but I am too shy to express it directly.
But she could clearly see that he was doing well.
I told her all this in a long-winded way, and the only words of concern I had for her were "The summer heat is getting worse, take care of yourself" and "Don't worry."
Although he was complaining in his heart, Jiang Ling always had a smile on his face.
There was the sound of horse hooves outside the courtyard gate. Jiang Ling looked up and saw Zhou Jing'an pushing the door open.
"Aren't you away on official business?"
The rain was heavy and fast, and several houses in the city were damaged. Zhou Jing'an rushed to deal with it in the rain early in the morning.
Zhou Jing'an was still covered in mud as he walked over in two or three steps. When he looked up, he saw that the small courtyard was still as clean as new, and he knew how carefully Uncle Wang and Aunt Liu took care of it.
He sat down and asked Jiang Ling how her breakfast was. After receiving a positive answer, he gave a brief account of the situation of those families.
"Fortunately, no one was injured. The houses are being repaired and people have been relocated to other places for shelter."
Jiang Ling nodded, "That's good."
Seeing the envelope on the stone table, Zhou Jing'an asked, "Who sent this letter?"
"It's Wanran." Jiang Ling replied with a smile and handed it to him, "He also mentioned you."
Zhou Jing'an was pleasantly surprised. He only opened the letter after receiving permission. He read through it quickly. After putting it down, he frowned and looked at Jiang Ling, whispering, "It only mentioned one sentence."
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