Chapter 788 So why did your daughter give you a turtle?
Xu Yu looked at Mr. Xue, who was pretending to be mysterious, and smiled in surprise: "Is this medicine given by the prince and the young prince?"
"no."
Mr. Xue said with a smile, "I'm running errands for Miss Jinning and Young Master Yuchu of the Xu family in Lingnan Royal City."
Xu Yu was speechless when he suddenly heard the names of Nuonuo and Yuanbao.
"My Nuonuo and Yuanbao?"
"It can be said that it is these two."
Mr. Xue smiled kindly, "I went back to Lingnan on my way and went to visit the old master. We met by chance, so I decided to help as a messenger."
"The young lady and the young master brought all the handwritten letters to their parents, not a single one missing."
"I was afraid I'd be late for even a moment along the way. If I delayed the general and Mr. Sang from replying to these two, I would be truly at fault."
Xu Yu had not expected that Mr. Xue would have such an unexpected surprise. He was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "My child is so naughty. Please forgive me for making fun of him, Mr. Xue."
Mr. Xue said with a smile, "General, you are being too modest."
"The two little guys are very good-looking and very smart. Even the prince loves them very much. He always laughs when talking about them. He thinks that the general and the Sang family are very lucky to have such a pair of lovely and adorable children."
Seeing Xu Yu's gentle smile, Mr. Xue took the opportunity to say, "So, even if it's for the sake of your two children, General, you must not neglect your own health."
"The future is long. General, what blessings may you have in the future?"
Xu Yu was grateful for Mr. Xue's advice and said with a smile, "I've taken note of what you taught me."
"Thank you very much."
After Xu Yu finished speaking, he couldn't help but look out the car window. Mr. Xue's words rang in his ears again, and his eyes uncontrollably softened.
A handwritten letter to my parents...
Can Nuonuo and Yuanbao already write?
When Zhizhi sees this great gift sent from thousands of miles away, she will definitely be happy.
Xu Yu's fingertips resting on his knees curled up silently, and he looked at the people and scenery passing by outside the car window in silence.
It is said that children have short memories and will feel unfamiliar with someone they haven’t seen for three or five days.
He hasn't been home for nine months.
Will those two little guys be able to recognize their father when they see him again?
Xu Yu remained silent with the melancholy of an old father. When he got off the car, he looked very worried, which made the sick look on his face look even more tragic.
Seeing this, Mr. Xue mistakenly thought that Xu Yu was worried about his injury, but he really couldn't find any words to comfort him, so he could only suppress his complicated feelings and pat Xu Yu on the shoulder.
Mr. Xue said earnestly, "General, please relax."
"Master Qi's medical skills are unparalleled in the world, and with so many military doctors assisting him, he will definitely be able to recover as before."
Yuancai's face twitched for a moment without any expression.
Xu Yu readily accepted Mr. Xue's kindness: "Sir, that's right."
"Mr. Xue, this way please."
Mr. Xue came here for serious business, and running errands was just a side job.
Xu Yu invited people to the meeting place. He didn't want to make Yuan Cai uncomfortable in his presence, so he simply took the home belongings that Mr. Xue brought with him and gave them directly to Sang Zhixia.
Mr. Xue is indeed cautious in his work.
Even if it was just a handwritten letter written by two little kids playing around, they would be neatly packed in a small box. When it was delivered to the children's parents after traveling thousands of miles, there was not a speck of dust on the box.
Sang Zhixia opened the small decorative lock on the box and found that there were actually quite a lot of things inside, not just two thin pieces of letter paper.
The palm-sized cloth tiger with fur edges looked like it had been played with by its little owner quite often.
Each of the smooth pebbles, the size of quail eggs, had a small note with Xu Minghui's handwriting attached, specifying which one was for whom.
There is also a pair of thumb-sized jade turtles, the jade is warm and transparent, tied with red ropes to form fine ribbons. The slightly larger one is Xu Yu's, and the other one is Sang Zhixia's.
Although it is said to be used to store letters, the small box is actually more like a treasure chest full of childlike fun.
The two little guys seemed to have racked their brains and stuffed everything they could think of into the box, and everything was their favorite.
All sorts of odds and ends were taken out, and at the bottom was a thick stack of paper.
Sang Zhixia couldn't help laughing when she saw it: "Calling this a letter is a bit too flattering, isn't it?"
The paper was wrinkled, and one could tell at a glance that it had been forcibly flattened. There were large ink spots on the edges, and even a few sheets were covered with small slap marks.
There wasn't a single proper word on it. When I unfolded a large piece of paper and took a closer look, I saw a turtle as big as a millstone drawn on it.
There are also paintings of kittens, puppies, and fish, but...
The fish was drawn with just a few strokes, and judging by its shape, the fish's eyes were probably drawn on its tail, so it didn't look like a living creature.
Xu Yu studied the turtle on the paper, his eyes shining with a smile: "This is a drawing of my daughter."
Sang Zhixia raised her eyebrows subtly: "They are all mixed together and can't be distinguished from each other. How can you recognize them?"
"here."
Xu Yu pointed to a blob of ink in the lower left corner of the painting and swore, "My daughter's nickname is Nuonuo, but you can also call her Little Glutinous Rice."
"If this isn't rice, what is it?"
Sang Zhixia: "..."
Sang Zhixia stared at the ink stain the size of a little doll's palm for a long time in worship, and was sure that she really couldn't tell that it was the shape of glutinous rice.
Sang Zhixia was silent for a moment, then gave Xu Yu a thumbs-up in admiration: "As a father, your eyesight is really good."
"So why did your daughter give you a turtle?"
"A thousand-year-old turtle is a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise. My daughter is wishing me a long life."
Sang Zhixia was speechless at the far-fetched explanation Xu Yu presented. Unable to bear the foolish grin of her silly father, she picked up the envelope that was under the pile of paintings.
There are two copies of the letter, each signed differently.
The first letter Sang Zhixia opened was written in the old man's handwriting.
The old man was usually a man of few words, but when he mentioned the two little ones, he spared no effort in writing, wanting to let Xu Yu and Sang Zhixia know about the children's recent situation in the study in every detail, and he also specifically mentioned the paintings that were sent this time.
The turtle was indeed drawn by Nuonuo, but the ink mark was not Nuonuo's signature as Xu Yu had forced out, but the Yuanbao seal that his younger brother Yuanbao had stamped with a stone.
The three-year-old kid had nothing else to do at home, so he went into the study under the pretext of enlightenment, but in fact he was just making trouble around the old man's knees.
The old man loves his great-grandchildren so much that he wants to put all his loving heart on the two little guys.
No matter what kind of graffiti it was, it had to be cleaned up and stored personally. The graffiti that was so casual that nothing could be seen was treated as a treasure.
The letters chosen this time to write to my parents were all excellent works that were selected after the old man and his two children had reviewed them one by one and discussed them repeatedly. The old man's words were full of pride.
After admiring the children's masterpiece, Sang Zhixia unfolded the second letter signed to herself and realized that those pebbles were also someone else's treasures.
Sang Zhixia couldn't help laughing: "Nuonuo and Yuanbao ordered Chen Yun and Jin Xi to play with Uncle San's fish pond. They spent several days just to choose stones."
"Aunt San said that Uncle San was happily making a net to scoop up rocks during the day, but at night he would stare at his overturned koi and sigh, and told us to remember to compensate him when we get back."
Without even looking up, Xu Yu said, "Compensate them. Deduct their pocket money."
Sang Zhixia turned her eyes away from the letter, a subtle look in her eyes: "By the way, did you give them pocket money?"
Xu Yu: “…”
Sang Zhixia said quietly, "Where did your salary go? Did the child put the money you gave him in his pocket?"
and.
Sang Zhixia herself didn't even think of giving...
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