NOVEL WEB Cannon Fodder Counterattack of Quick Pass Game
Chapter 48
Chapter 48
So Xiang Wan began to write about her daily life, how she spends her morning, how she spends her noon, and how she plans to spend her evening.
After writing her daily life, she once again expressed her miss for him and her concern for him, so she stopped the brush in her hand, and picked up the rice paper on which she had written densely written words, very satisfied.
Although the whole story is full of nonsense, it has everything that should be there, which is very good.
Xiang Wan was good at calligraphy with hard brush, but knew nothing about brush calligraphy.Fortunately, Shen Ci's good handwriting allowed her to inherit this skill, which came in handy in letter writing.
The letter was written, but Xiang Wan was in no hurry to send it away.
Gao Shen is in the frontier and she is in the imperial city. It will take seven days to go back and forth. It is not worth it to spend seven days just to send a letter.
And she was going to write a letter every two days, and it would be too labor-intensive to write one and send one.
Send letters every half month, she thinks this frequency is the best.
In this way, Gao Shen can receive seven to eight letters each time, and these seven or eight letters are enough for him to read.
Xiang Wan couldn't help but wonder whether he would read one of her letters every day after receiving her letter, or read it all at once, and then savor it slowly.
【Gao Shen won't read your letter. 】
Dabai's irony is straightforward.
"Oh, stinking white." Xiang Wan was too lazy to argue with this system that was always peeping into her inner thoughts, "You know what? Everyone who underestimated me is dead."
【Oh. 】
[Unfortunately, this system is not human. 】
Xiang Wan: "..."
Bickering and bickering couldn't match the system, and Xiang Wan felt that she was really ashamed, so she decided to ignore Shi Dabai for half a month.
She ignored Dabai's insulting words.She insisted on writing letters to Gao Shen, just like she planned, one letter every two days.
In a blink of an eye, half a month was up. Xiang Wan divided the eight letters written in the half month into eight envelopes, sealed the envelopes, and looked at the eight letters from home, thoughtfully.
It seems that something is missing...
What's missing?
Xiang Wan closed her eyes, and a high-spirited face appeared in her mind.
She knows what's missing!
She suddenly opened her eyes, took a brush, and drew a knife on each envelope with the brush.
She didn't draw the knife just because she thought of it, she drew the birthmark on his face based on the high-spirited appearance she remembered.
After finishing drawing the knife, Xiang Wan still felt that it was not enough, so she added a heart pattern next to the knife pattern.
"Gao Chen, I've put so much effort into it, you must read it..."
*
*
When the eight family letters were sent to the frontier military camp, it was night time, and Gao Shen and the soldiers in the military camp gathered around the bonfire, celebrating a small victory that had just passed.
After all, it was only a small victory, and the celebration was the celebration. No one dared to relax too much. Therefore, everyone only got a bowl of wine to drink.
As a general, Gao Shen finished his encouraging words and drank his bowl of wine. When he was about to go back to his military tent for a rest, Zhang Cheng, a little soldier who usually followed him, held a Carrying a burden, he ran towards him in a hurry, shouting: "General! General! Your wife has brought you something!"
Zhang Cheng ran too fast, the stone under his feet tripped him, and he fell to the ground. Because of this trip, the things he was carrying were also thrown obliquely into the campfire.
It was too late to say it, but soon, Gao Shen saw that the bag was about to reach the bonfire, his figure flashed, and when the bag was about to be engulfed by the flames, he caught it.
(End of this chapter)
So Xiang Wan began to write about her daily life, how she spends her morning, how she spends her noon, and how she plans to spend her evening.
After writing her daily life, she once again expressed her miss for him and her concern for him, so she stopped the brush in her hand, and picked up the rice paper on which she had written densely written words, very satisfied.
Although the whole story is full of nonsense, it has everything that should be there, which is very good.
Xiang Wan was good at calligraphy with hard brush, but knew nothing about brush calligraphy.Fortunately, Shen Ci's good handwriting allowed her to inherit this skill, which came in handy in letter writing.
The letter was written, but Xiang Wan was in no hurry to send it away.
Gao Shen is in the frontier and she is in the imperial city. It will take seven days to go back and forth. It is not worth it to spend seven days just to send a letter.
And she was going to write a letter every two days, and it would be too labor-intensive to write one and send one.
Send letters every half month, she thinks this frequency is the best.
In this way, Gao Shen can receive seven to eight letters each time, and these seven or eight letters are enough for him to read.
Xiang Wan couldn't help but wonder whether he would read one of her letters every day after receiving her letter, or read it all at once, and then savor it slowly.
【Gao Shen won't read your letter. 】
Dabai's irony is straightforward.
"Oh, stinking white." Xiang Wan was too lazy to argue with this system that was always peeping into her inner thoughts, "You know what? Everyone who underestimated me is dead."
【Oh. 】
[Unfortunately, this system is not human. 】
Xiang Wan: "..."
Bickering and bickering couldn't match the system, and Xiang Wan felt that she was really ashamed, so she decided to ignore Shi Dabai for half a month.
She ignored Dabai's insulting words.She insisted on writing letters to Gao Shen, just like she planned, one letter every two days.
In a blink of an eye, half a month was up. Xiang Wan divided the eight letters written in the half month into eight envelopes, sealed the envelopes, and looked at the eight letters from home, thoughtfully.
It seems that something is missing...
What's missing?
Xiang Wan closed her eyes, and a high-spirited face appeared in her mind.
She knows what's missing!
She suddenly opened her eyes, took a brush, and drew a knife on each envelope with the brush.
She didn't draw the knife just because she thought of it, she drew the birthmark on his face based on the high-spirited appearance she remembered.
After finishing drawing the knife, Xiang Wan still felt that it was not enough, so she added a heart pattern next to the knife pattern.
"Gao Chen, I've put so much effort into it, you must read it..."
*
*
When the eight family letters were sent to the frontier military camp, it was night time, and Gao Shen and the soldiers in the military camp gathered around the bonfire, celebrating a small victory that had just passed.
After all, it was only a small victory, and the celebration was the celebration. No one dared to relax too much. Therefore, everyone only got a bowl of wine to drink.
As a general, Gao Shen finished his encouraging words and drank his bowl of wine. When he was about to go back to his military tent for a rest, Zhang Cheng, a little soldier who usually followed him, held a Carrying a burden, he ran towards him in a hurry, shouting: "General! General! Your wife has brought you something!"
Zhang Cheng ran too fast, the stone under his feet tripped him, and he fell to the ground. Because of this trip, the things he was carrying were also thrown obliquely into the campfire.
It was too late to say it, but soon, Gao Shen saw that the bag was about to reach the bonfire, his figure flashed, and when the bag was about to be engulfed by the flames, he caught it.
(End of this chapter)
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