The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

One night passed, and when Mo Yan woke up, the fifteen birds that had drank the water from the spiritual spring had been trained by Xue Tuanzi to become birds that could truly convey messages.

Mo Yan was eager to try, and immediately wrote a letter to her father, reminding him to be wary of Taichang Temple Minister Zhao Fengnian, and briefly explained the reason. After the letter was written, a black starling was sent to it.

Myna is very smart. I told it the detailed address and made sure it understood and found the way, then let it fly.

When Mo Qingze returned home in the evening, he saw the myna who had delivered the letter on the steps in front of the Number One Scholar's Mansion. I originally thought that the little guy was just taking a rest when he was tired, but unexpectedly it came to his shoulder and stretched out a yellow paw in front of him.

Mo Qingze was stunned when he looked at the thumb-long mailbox tied to his leg. Because I wasn't sure the letter was for him, I didn't originally intend to open the mailbox, but just as I was about to brush it away and move on, I saw Bago pecking open the cork on the mailbox and staring at him with bright eyes. look.

Seeing this, Mo Qingze stretched out his fingers to tease the myna with interest. He saw the myna gently pecking his fingers and making a "chirp" sound from his mouth, which looked quite intelligent.

His smile deepened, and Mo Qingze finally opened the mailbox that was delivered to him. He saw the familiar handwriting on it, and then looked at Myna who was still combing his feathers on his shoulder. A flash of light flashed in his eyes. He then put away the letter and took Myna with him. Knocked on the door.

The door was opened and it was an old man about sixty years old. Seeing Mo Qingze, the old man shouted respectfully: "Master, you are back!"

Mo Qingze smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Sun, I have something to do. Please tell Aunt Sun that we will start dinner in half an hour."

Uncle Sun quickly responded: "Yes, sir!"

Uncle Sun and Aunt Sun were a couple. Mo Yan bought them from the tooth shop not long ago to take care of Mo Qingze's daily life. They were both poor people. After losing their son in middle age, they lived with their only grandson and daughter-in-law. Later, when they became too old to do farm work, they were kicked out of the house by their daughter-in-law and grandson-in-law, so they had to sell themselves to find a way to survive.

But because they were too old and didn't know how to serve others, no one was willing to buy them even if the combined price offered by the two of them was only six taels. Just when Yaxing was about to kick the two of them out and was unwilling to provide them with food and drink, Mo Yan saw it and bought it back.

When the couple stayed in the No. 1 Scholar's Mansion, they didn't have to do much except clean, wash and cook for Mo Qingze. These were relatively easy for the two old men.

Mo Qingze nodded to Uncle Sun and took Ba Ge all the way to the study.

After reading the letter carefully, a look of understanding appeared on Mo Qingze's face, finally clearing up the doubts he had been having for days.

Mo Qingze couldn't help but feel a headache as he was having second thoughts. He polished his pen, wrote a simple reply to his daughter, and stuffed it into the mailbox on Myna's feet.

Touching the smooth feathers of the starling, I felt a little fond of the little guy standing at the end of the desk very patiently while he was writing a letter, quietly and not making any noise.

He turned around and took out half a piece of snack from the box of the desk drawer, broke it into small pieces and fed it. When he saw the little guy's eyes shining and jumping over, he couldn't help but feel a little funny. He said warmly: "Eat, you are full." Just send the letter back."

"Chirp!"

The Eighth Brother understood, opened his mouth and called at Mo Qingze twice, jumped to his hand, buried his head in eating, and quickly ate half of the snack cleanly.

The satiated myna quickly disappeared into the night. Mo Qingze cleaned up the scattered snack crumbs on the table, and decisively decided to go back and ask his daughter to bring the myna over to raise him.