"Hello, this is your letter." It was the same postman, with the same smile that made Shireen familiar. The other party handed a letter to Shireen who opened the door, and skillfully handed over his record book.
Shireen skillfully pressed her fingerprints on it and happily accepted the letter from the dwarf region.
She really didn't expect that the second letter would come so quickly, and she didn't even have time to find a way to write a reply to her son Marvin.
For Shirin, she now likes the efficiency of the Tang Empire more and more: Did these humans who came from afar really open up a dedicated road for sending messages? They were so extravagant that they allowed prisoners of war to send messages every two or three days.
Just write a letter home?
Yes, it had just been two or three days, and Shirin never expected that Marvin's second letter would arrive so soon. She even suspected that these Tang people were crazy and even took the time to deliver letters to prisoners of war - this was obviously not the case.
This is the first problem that should be solved in a war.
She had asked Charlie to ask before, hoping to know what procedures were required to mail a letter from Rewind Port to the vicinity of Everwinter City: how much did the stamps cost, and whether the contents needed to be checked.
The news Charlie brought back was not good: because he hadn't had time to prepare so carefully, there was no way to send the family members' letters to Everwinter Port for the time being.
However, this issue has been submitted to the city hall. I heard that the new mayor is very concerned about this issue and is trying to find a solution. In a few days, a temporary transportation will be organized to send the letter representing safety to Everwinter City.
This matter is indeed progressing, and Shirin is full of hope. Even the day after getting the letter from her son, she deliberately went to the stall where she bought vegetables the day before and talked to the stall's vegetable seller again.
Let’s talk about her thoughts: She doesn’t think there is anything wrong with being a commoner of the Tang Empire now.
Sometimes it is so cruel: the people at the grassroots level do not care about the change of rulers, especially in an era when national consciousness has not awakened. They are like cattle and horses, as long as they can survive, they will find ways to live a stable life.
Even if the ruler is cruel and cruel and requires them to shave their hair and call themselves slaves, as long as they can live, they will not struggle. This is not a good thing, but these people cannot be blamed for their choice.
It is precisely because of the existence of these people that the bravery and fearlessness of those who have the courage to stand up can be highlighted, and those who are willing to sacrifice for the times can become heroes.
When Shirin looked at the envelope carefully, her eyes widened and she didn't know what to do for a moment.
Because this letter was not written by her son Marvin, but by her son Frank! Yes, her two sons seem to be still alive.
"God be high." Although she was no longer as excited as when she saw Marvin's letter, Shireen still cried. Her daily prayers finally had an effect, and her two sons were still alive.
After she read the letter eagerly, she realized that not all the good news waiting for her was: Frank was injured on the battlefield and one of his arms was gone.
Now Frank is a disabled person, and even writing letters requires others to do it for him. Frank's frustration can be seen from the words. He is lying in the hospital, not knowing whether his brother is alive or dead, nor his own.
Is mother still alive?
However, he still thanked the medical staff at the Tang State Field Hospital in the letter. These people really helped him and even gave him some medicines from the Tang Empire. The efficacy of these medicines was amazing, at least Frank did not suffer from inflammation or other embarrassing diseases.
Killed.
Knowing that her two sons were still alive, Shirin was finally completely relieved. Although one son's condition was not very good, they were both still alive after all, right?
So Shireen immediately went next door to share her happiness with her neighbors, and Fran was also happy for Aunt Shireen.
It is not easy to hear good news during the war. Before, they could only wait for all kinds of rumors about the defeat and retreat of the Yangmu Empire. The atmosphere at that time was really depressing to the extreme.
But now it's completely different. The elves who once worked for Datang Group have made the whole city come alive. The streets are getting busier and busier, and people are getting busier and busier.
Many people began to do some work within their ability because they felt that they should repay the kindness of the Tang Empire: many of them, like Shirin, found their family members who were far away in prisoner-of-war camps.
Those who had waited for the letter were full of hope, and some rumors even began to spread among them, saying that as long as they worked hard, their family members would be able to have their sentences reduced in the future, and they would be released from the prison camps as soon as possible and reunited at home.
Many people believe this statement, because the official policy of the Tang Empire is that prisoners of war can get reduced sentences if they work hard. But whether this hard work counts as family members, no one will come forward to explain boringly.
Beautiful misunderstandings are beautiful after all, right? Anyway, the elves will soon know that under the superior system of the Tang Empire, all their efforts will be rewarded.
"Frank is injured?" When Charlie, who came back from get off work, heard about the second letter, he still asked with concern.
Shirin nodded, and her expression became a little worried: "Yes, although he said in the letter that the hospital helped him treat him and he recovered well... but he is missing an arm, alas..."
"You think, if I mail some money, can he get better treatment?" Shireen had been thinking about it all afternoon. After meeting Charlie, she finally found the backbone and asked this question nervously.
She had saved some money, although it wasn't much, but if it could help Frank get better treatment, it wouldn't be impossible to spend it.
"This kind of thing... is hard to talk about." Charlie was just a minor civil affairs official, even a temporary employee, so he didn't know how the Tang Army Field Hospital operated.
According to his experience working in the Ice Empire, if the soldiers have money, then those who spend money will definitely be taken care of more... But he dare not say this to Aunt Shilin, because he has discovered these days that most people
The Tang Empire and the Binghan Empire seemed completely different.
Although both countries are called empires, their internal operating modes and mental outlooks are completely different. It can be said that the gap between the two empires is wider than the gap between humans and dogs.
"Write two replies first... tell them the news that Marvin and Frank are alive, so that everyone can feel more at ease." In the end, Charlie could only suggest this.
