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Song Sanshun looked up and took the Dragon King statue: "Okay, uncle will dig a shrine and put it in it."

Satisfied, Changan clapped his hands and stood up, then went to paint another Dragon King statue.

Song Sanshun only completed the vertical excavation of this cellar. He originally wanted to dig a horizontal hole to have a hiding place in the future.

But the disaster is not serious yet, and people are looking forward to raining one day, and have not thought of leaving their homes and fleeing to farmland, so there is no such thing as a large number of refugees grabbing food.

In order to survive for his own family, Song Sanshun could only dig the cellar deeper to see if water could come out.

First, he dug a niche on the cellar wall and put the Dragon King statue given by his niece into it. Song Sanshun also bowed his hands towards the Dragon King statue devoutly and silently recited a few words of Dragon King's blessing in his heart.

Then slowly dig down into the soil.

The excavated soil is put into a bamboo basket hanging from the cellar entrance, and my wife pulls it up.

The work was tedious and tiring, and the couple almost collapsed after working for most of the day.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the couple had no choice but to stop and climb up to wash their hands and cook.

The next day after breakfast, I was about to continue digging when I suddenly heard someone shouting outside the door: "Sanshun! Someone has sent a message!"

"Who sent the letter?" Song Sanshun immediately opened the courtyard door and looked out. He saw a man and a horse standing behind Song Laoliu, with an unshaven beard and a heavy burden on his back.

The visitor asked: "Brother, is Song Sanshun, the younger brother of Song Erxiao?"

"This is Song Sanshun!" When Song Sanshun heard his brother's name, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly extended his hand to invite someone into the house: "Please come in and talk to the room."

The visitor was not polite, walked into the courtyard, and followed Song Sanshun into the main room.

When Mrs. Wu saw a guest coming to her house, she quickly went to make tea.

There was no tea, but there was a small bamboo forest outside the yard, so she ran to pull out a handful of bamboo leaves and brought them back and put them in a pot to boil.

When she brought the tea to the main room, she saw her little niece sitting on Sanshun's lap, reading a letter.

Although I stuttered while reading, the general meaning was clear.

The letter said that Song Erxiao had made a meritorious service and was now a small flag. He wrote a special letter to report that he was safe. He was doing well in the frontier. He might take off his armor and return home in a few years.

In addition, he entrusted his colleagues to bring back some children's toys to Chang'an, and asked his younger brother Sanshun to ask someone to write a letter and bring it to him anyway after receiving the letter.

Song Sanshun couldn't help crying after hearing his brother's letter.

Chang'an was frightened by his third uncle's crying and hugged his neck to comfort him: "Uncle, don't cry. Daddy said he is fine and will return home in the future."

The visitor also smiled and said: "Yes, Song Xiaoqi has made great achievements. It is a time for a bright future. After a few years, he may be able to raise the general flag."

Song Sanshun wiped away his tears and cupped his hands towards the visitor: "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for sending me the letter. I'll ask someone to write a reply. You can rest here for a while and have a quick meal. I'll be back soon."

Zhang replied: "Please do so."

Song Sanshun left his little niece to go out to ask someone to write letters, and then asked his wife to buy a chicken from another house and kill it to entertain the guests.

Wu nodded and took out the money to buy chickens.

Chang'an tilted his head and looked at the uncle in front of him, and asked, "Uncle, have you seen my father?"

Zhang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip: "I've seen it before. Are you the daughter of the second brother Song? I heard him mention you."

Chang'an smiled, blinked and asked, "Dad, do you still remember me? What does he look like?"

Zhang thought for a while and said, "Your father is a bit like your third uncle." They are both thin and thin.

"Will uncle still see my father?" Chang'an asked again.

Zhang smiled and said: "Of course, I passed by here on business and will return later."

Chang'an perked up when he heard this, "Uncle, I'm sending something to dad, can you give it to him?"

"Okay." Zhang nodded: "As long as it's not too heavy, I'll carry it for you."

"It's not heavy! It's not heavy at all!" Changan jumped up happily and ran to the backyard quickly.

She wanted to give Xiaozhuzhu to her father, but where should it be stored?

It's definitely not possible to put it in steamed buns. The weather is too hot now and the steamed buns will go bad.

How about making a clay doll, putting small beads in the clay doll, and letting daddy wear it close to his body, which should also protect him.

Thinking of this, Chang An sat on the reed mat and quickly made a little doll that looked like himself.

In order to keep it out of the way for her father to wear around his neck, she pinched it so small that it was only as big as two bird eggs.

Then she quickly painted the little clay doll with color and put it under the tree to dry in the shade.

The little clay doll had two pigtails and the same clothes and pants as Chang'an, with crooked eyes and a happy smile.

When the clay doll was almost done, Changan held it and whispered: "Xiao Zhuzhu, come out quickly and protect daddy from now on."

There was a flash of light in the palm of his hand, and two leaves turned into streams of light and flew into the body of the little clay figurine.

Changan was confused. She wanted to give her father all the seven leaves in her hand, but why did she only give two?

Just two slices.

Chang'an quickly ran to the house to find his little bag and put the little clay figurine in it.

After looking at the bag, she thought it would be best to write another letter to her father, asking him to take the little clay figurine with him.

Chang'an took out another ink strip, dripped water and rubbed the ink, and wrote crookedly on the paper:

"Dad, I am Chang'an, your daughter. I miss you so much. When will you come back?

My eldest uncle and my grandmother were bad. They liked to beat people, and they even beat my aunt. My cousin and my aunt were also bad. They wanted to poison me and my aunt, but fortunately they were gone.

I will make a clay doll and ask your uncle to bring it to you. Be sure to wear it, it will protect you."

Chang'an wrote eloquently for several pages, and his hands were sore from writing.

She couldn't write the word "father", so she drew a little boy instead.

My aunt couldn't write, so she drew a little girl.

In the end, I couldn't even write about Po and Dai, so Chang'an Tong used pictures instead.

After finally finishing writing and letting the ink dry, Chang An folded up a thick stack of letter paper and put it together with the little clay figurine.

After doing all this, Chang'an was in a happy mood, and Le Dianding ran to check out the gadgets his father had sent back.

A small bag contained a rattle and a small porcelain doll, as well as a tangram and a nine-link ring.

There was also a palm-sized cloth bag, which was untied layer by layer, revealing a pair of small silver bracelets.

Chang'an picked up the silver bracelet and shook it, his eyes smiling like crescent moons.

The little cousin also had a silver bracelet, but she never allowed herself to take a look at it.

Now I have one too, so happy.

Changan put the bracelet on his wrist and ran to show it to his aunt.

But my aunt was busy cooking, so she just took one look and said, "Don't wear it outside."

"Yeah." Chang'an knew that if he wore the silver bracelet outside, the bad guys would definitely take it away.

In the main room, the uncle has returned, and the sixth uncle, the clan leader and two elders are also here. They are talking to Uncle Zhang in the main room.

Chang'an had no choice but to return to the backyard again and show the bracelet on his wrist to Huahua and Bai Huahua.

Huahua nuzzled her little master with her head and swung her tail lazily.

Bai Huahua and Dahei didn't know why, but they still stuck out their tongues and licked their little master's hand.

Chang'an chatted with Huahua: "My cousin is bad, she actually said that daddy will die, hum! Daddy will not die. Look, he even gave me a bracelet."

He picked up another small porcelain doll and said, "And this one. Huh? Why is it so heavy?"