HLnovel Chapter 244 Writing a Letter
Chapter 244 Writing a Letter
Jia Zhen nodded obediently, saying he wouldn't go out; he liked playing with his older brother.
Jia Zhen suddenly slumped onto the table and said in a muffled voice,
"Brother, I miss little Zhu'er a bit."
Jia Hu was taken aback. His younger brother was clearly very young, and after being away from home for so many days, he must be homesick.
Jia Hu patted his younger brother's head.
"Be good, little brother. We can go back after the southern tour is over."
Jia Zhen turned half his face to the side and asked:
"Brother, do you miss home? I miss everyone in our family so much. I even miss the birds that Grandma keeps."
Jia Hu thought about it and realized that he did indeed want to!
It's just that I'm not used to it. I've never had so many family members or so much unconditional love, and I've never been good at expressing it.
"Brother also wants to. We happen to have nothing to do today, so why don't we write a letter home?"
"it is good!"
Jia Zhen sat up happily, but then immediately slumped down, looking aggrieved.
"But brother, there are so many words I don't know how to write."
He had written letters home before, but they all said that his grandfather wrote them for them. Now that he has to write them himself, he can only recite poems.
The teacher said they were too young to practice calligraphy now for fear of hurting their hands, and they could only write a few large characters.
He can't write many words, and he has so much to say, but he can't write it all down!
"Brother, what should I do if I don't know how to write many words?"
Jia Zhen grumbled and was very unhappy; he really wanted to write it himself.
Jia Hu laughed and said:
"With your older brother here, what are you afraid of? Your older brother can write it."
"I know you want to write it yourself. There are two ways. One is that if you encounter a word you don't know, I'll write it out first and you can copy it. Or you can draw it. If there's a word you don't know how to write, you can draw it instead, how about that?"
Upon hearing this, Jia Zhen's eyes lit up, and he immediately ordered someone to prepare writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones. He couldn't write characters, but he could draw a little.
Jia Zhen was inspired and quickly finished writing Jia Hu's letter, while he continued to draw.
Half an afternoon passed just like that, and Jia Zhen finally finished painting.
When Jia Hu took a look, he was shocked to see how thick it was. This was no letter; it was clearly a brick.
Jia Zhen was very happy. Jia Hu arranged for someone to deliver a message, and only then did Jia Zhen realize that he had been painting for so long. Suddenly, he felt tired in his hands and head, and he was also tired of staying in the courtyard.
"Brother, we're going out, we'll just play on the road next to the door, we won't go anywhere else."
Jia Hu thought for a moment and figured there shouldn't be anything else going on right now. If there really were a problem, they would be frantically dealing with all sorts of things, and wouldn't have the leisure to go for a walk.
Jia Hu thought about it and agreed.
“We’re right on this road right outside the door.”
The two went outside together, and it was indeed quiet except for the occasional guards walking around. No one else came out.
The two brothers walked around the doorway, and Jia Zhen looked curiously at the little birds by the roadside.
"Big brother, look! There's a really pretty little bird here!"
"Hmph! You're so naive. You think an ordinary bird is beautiful. You've never seen anything good before."
Suddenly, a mocking voice came from behind. Jia Hu frowned and turned around to see that it was the Seventh Prince.
Jia Zhen said angrily:
"How dare you talk like that? This little bird is so beautiful! You're the one who's never seen anything good before!"
The eunuch accompanying the seventh prince immediately rebuked him:
"How dare you speak to His Highness the Seventh Prince like that!"
The guards at the gate saw what was happening and immediately came over.
Who do you think you are!
When the masters are speaking, you have no right to interrupt.
And this seventh prince, he showed up at our door for no reason and even started lecturing my brother! Did my brother say something wrong?!
The Seventh Prince was used to the flattery from his subordinates; he had never seen anyone treat him like this before.