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Yun Changhai came to the study and had just written a page when someone came to report: "Master, someone has sent something to Master Xiaobao."

Yun Changhai put down the pen in his hand, walked out of the study door, and came to the corridor. He looked at the servant who came to report the news and asked: "Who sent the things? What did they send?"

The servant bowed and replied, "Master, the package was sent from Young Master Jiangchuan in the city."

No one knew that Jiang Chuan from the prefectural city was actually the son of Yun Changhai's wife's sister. Even Jiang Chuan's martial arts were taught by Yun Changhai himself.

Yun Changhai whispered, "Open the bag."

The servant quickly reached out to open the bundle on the table, and found two small packages inside. He opened one of them and found two dark clothes, one larger and one smaller. There were also two pairs of shoes and two pairs of socks that were the same, one larger and one smaller.

Yun Changhai picked up his clothes and shoes, looked at them, and put them back into his bag.

Pointing at another package, the servant understood and quickly opened the other package. There was a wooden box inside. The box was a little cold. When he opened it, he saw a box of rice dumplings of various shapes chilled in ice. There was also a strange fragrance.

Yun Changhai checked it and found that it was not poisonous. He was relieved and asked the servant to pack it up and send it to Xiaobao.

Xiaobao was very happy when he received the package. As soon as he opened the package and saw the clothes, he knew that these were things sent by A Niang and Liu Niang.

Suddenly, Xiaobao felt an inexplicable sadness and tears started to fall. He missed his mother.

Xiaobao shed tears for a while. He felt better, wiped his tears, picked up the package, and found Chu Liang who was practicing next to him. He put the package on the table and said, "Chu Liang, come quickly. A Niang and the others sent some things over. There are clothes and shoes for you."

Chu Liang looked at Xiao Bao in disbelief: "Really? Xiao Bao, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

"You'll know when you come and see the things. Is this a lie or not? Can't you see?" Xiaobao replied pretending to be angry.

Chu Liang put down the sword in his hand, and opened the package with Xiao Bao. Seeing the familiar embroidery and the appearance of the shoes, Chu Liang held the shoes in his arms. His eyes suddenly became red.

Xiao Bao knew that this feeling was very uncomfortable, and like a little adult, he patted Chu Liang on the head and said, "If you want to cry, just cry. I will pretend that I didn't see it and won't laugh at you. But don't wipe your tears and snot on your shoes, it will be bad if they get dirty."

Chu Liang cried and laughed at the same time: "Humph, Xiaobao, I won't have a runny nose."

Xiao Bao took out Chu Liang's clothes and shoes and stuffed them into Chu Liang's arms: "Okay, stop crying. Do you want to try it? I haven't tried it yet. Let's try it together! If it goes well, we will write back and ask A Niang to make two more sets of clothes for us to wear. When we have learned martial arts and become capable, we will go back to see A Niang."

"Well, okay, let's listen to Xiaobao. Let's go change now." Chu Liang nodded vigorously, wiped his tears and said.

The two of them changed their clothes and felt very happy. They felt as if their mother was right beside them.

After changing clothes, the two of them looked at the zongzi in the box again and again. Chu Liang thought for a while and said, "I saw my mother and her family cook zongzi in the past. This one needs to be boiled in water to be delicious. Let's take this to the kitchen and cook it again."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's cook now. After it's cooked, we'll send some to Grandpa Yun and Senior Brother. I think it will be delicious. I haven't eaten the food cooked by my mother for a long time. It smells so good!" As soon as Xiaobao finished speaking, he picked up the box, pulled Chu Liang and ran to the kitchen.

The cook was busy in the kitchen. When she saw Xiaobao and the others coming to the kitchen with a box in their hands, she walked over carefully and asked, "Master Xiaobao, do you need any help?"

Xiaobao is very sweet-talking. Although he doesn't usually come to the kitchen, it doesn't stop him from politely calling out, "Auntie, can you help me find a pot? I want to cook these rice dumplings."

How could the cook dare to refuse? She quickly helped put the rice dumplings into a clean pot, added water, covered it with a lid and started to light the fire.

Seeing the zongzi in the pot, Xiaobao and Chuliang did not leave, but sat in the kitchen, stepping on the pot. When the fragrance of the zongzi wafted out of the pot, the two stood up from the stools.

With the help of the cook, I took a spoon, scooped the rice dumplings out of the boiling water and put them into the basket.

I picked up the same one as the eldest brother. I put it on a plate and sent it to the eldest brother. The eldest brother was not in the room.

Xiaobao thoughtfully placed it on the table and covered it with a lid. After thinking for a while, he took another piece of paper, drew a funny smiley face, and wrote a sentence, "Please taste it, senior brother." Then he pressed the paper against the plate of zongzi so that the senior brother could see it when he came back.

After coming back, he took a plate and picked up two dumplings of different shapes and put them aside, preparing to leave them for himself and Chu Liang.

Then she put all the remaining zongzi in a basket and brought it to Yun Changhai's study, where she placed it in the most conspicuous place. Then she went back satisfied and called Chu Liang, and the two of them went to eat zongzi happily. The zongzi made by my mother is so delicious! I'm drooling just by smelling it.

As they ate the rice dumplings, they missed their mother even more. They both picked up their pens and started writing letters to their mothers.

Xiaobao thought that he left secretly at the beginning, and his mother must be very sad. It has been so long, and I wrote a letter to report my safety at the beginning, but I didn’t write to my mother later. Maybe my mother was very angry at home, so I tried my best to be nice and clever. I hope my mother will receive the letter, so that she will not be angry!

The letter written by Chu Liang was much simpler. He just told Liu Niang that he was safe and would come back to see her after he finished his studies.