??Chapter 552: Chapter 553 Not Even a Letter
Chapter 552: Chapter 553 Not Even a Letter
Laughter and cheerful voices floated through Osmanthus Alley.
The next day, Chiang Xiao took her grandparents, bid farewell to Ge Dejun’s family, and headed for the provincial city.
This ti, they left without telling anyone else besides Ge Dejun’s family.
Hu Xibing had been inford before, but this ti Chiang Xiao didn’t specifically go to tell him again.
Ti flew by.
Two weeks of intensive training completely wore down Zhao Xin and the others.
As soon as the vehicle entered the camp’s main gate, before it even ca to a stop, they were already jumping out, eagerly rushing toward the barracks.
“I’m going to take a shower and then sleep for three days and nights straight!”
“I want to eat at, at, and more at!”
“It’s inhumane! Who on earth ca up with this training! Who!”
“In half a month I didn’t catch anything and was reduced to eating grass roots!”
“I ate a few locusts!”
“Hahaha, then I’m still a bit better off? I caught a snake and ate grilled snake at! I even swallowed a snake gall! I’ve heard that snake gall is good stuff!”
“Envious you had sothing to eat! I’ve been drinking water for several days, staving off hunger with just water! Who the hell chose that godforsaken place? I’ve never seen such a barren mountain!”
A group of people were chattering and shouting as they rushed towards the barracks.
Only one tall figure was striding rapidly towards the communications room.
ng Xinian was also famished, but what he thought of first was the letter from Chiang Xiao.
Being away for half a month, there should at least be four letters waiting for him.
During this ti, her letters were sothing he couldn’t do without. For this trip, he had even brought along the last two letters she wrote, pulling them out to read whenever he felt tired or hungry.
He could recite them from mory.
But now, he urgently needed new ones, with new content.
“Captain ng, you’re back?” Xiao Qian, the communications clerk, was startled upon seeing him.
“Mm, give
my letters.”
ng Xinian’s voice was so hoarse it was barely recognizable.
The place he had been in was short on water, he had only managed to supplent with a bit from tree leaves and roots, which was utterly insufficient to quench his thirst.
Now, his lips were all cracked.
Normally, he would drink water first thing, but, for him, letters were more important than water.
Xiao Qian stepped back, “Captain ng, there are no letters.”
“What did you say?”
ng Xinian thought he had misheard.
Before leaving, he had written to soone, specifically instructing that although he couldn’t reply, she should send letters on ti, and he would make up for it upon returning from training.
And now they were telling him there were no letters?
“Really, there are no letters.” Xiao Qian felt Captain ng’s expression was sowhat terrifying and couldn’t help stepping back again. Before departing, Captain ng had specifically instructed him to carefully keep any letters for him to collect upon his return.
So for half a month, he had been very diligent in checking the mail, but indeed, there were none for Captain ng.
“Not even one?” ng Xinian’s face darkened as if it would drip ink, and his heart also tightened.
Could there be trouble in Peace Town?
Had sothing big happened, so Chiang Xiaoxiao didn’t even have the ti to write a letter?
“Really, not one.” Xiao Qian thought for a mont, then slapped his forehead, “That’s not right, there is one.” He imdiately turned around, fetched it, and handed it to ng Xinian.
One letter was better than none.
ng Xinian’s tension eased as he took the letter. “How old are you, kid? Going senile already?”
He had almost said there were no letters when there was one.
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