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As the renovation of the houses in Hanjia Village was nearing completion, Zhou Jicheng also came to Hanjia Village with a reply letter from the capital.

That afternoon, Zhou Jicheng rode to Xu Miao's house on horseback.

Xu Miao was teaching Han Dahai how to make a sand table in the unoccupied room of his home.

Although Han Dahai is illiterate, he has a strong learning ability when it comes to making sand tables.

At the beginning, Xu Miao explained the key points of making a sand table to Han Dahai, and let Han Dahai sit alone in front of the table to figure out how to make a miniature version of Hanjia Village.

Hanjia Village is surrounded by open grasslands, making it relatively easy to operate.

In order to make this sand table well, Han Dahai ran to the surrounding areas of Hanjia Village alone and looked at it carefully several times.

Although he was a native of Hanjia Village, he lost confidence in actually creating a complete picture of Hanjia Village.

He had not carefully observed many places around Hanjia Village.

Xu Miao required that the rivers, trees, roads and houses around Hanjia Village be carefully marked on the sand table and restored in proportion.

Han Dahai had never thought about these things carefully, as if these things should stay there as a matter of course.

When Han Dahai actually took paper and pen to check around the village, he realized how terrible it was to be uneducated!

At first, Han Dahai thought that with his extraordinary memory, he could completely depict the area around Hanjia Village.

But the more he observed, the more he felt that there were too many things to remember, so much so that when he held the crooked drawings he had drawn on paper, he couldn't remember what he wanted to mark.

Han Dahai was extremely upset at this time. He wondered why he hadn't listened to his father and read more books and learned more words.

If he could recognize and write, he wouldn't have to run out again and again to check the parts that his memory was vague about.

At night, Han Dahai returned to his room, lit a candle, and began to read by lamplight.

Han Lao San, who shared the same room, saw his younger brother starting to study hard and laughed at Han Dahai: "Oh, the sun is rising from the west? My younger brother is starting to study hard!"

When I was a child, whenever Village Chief Han mentioned studying, Han Dahai would run the fastest.

Han Dahai could do anything else well, but he was naturally resistant to studying.

Han Laosan suddenly found it a bit strange that Han Dahai began to read and write seriously.

Han Dahai ignored Han Laosan's ridicule and began to lecture him: "Brother San, don't laugh at me. Come and learn from me."

"You want to go out and explore the world, don't you? I'm afraid you can't do that if you can't read. If you get sold, you won't even know how to get back home."

"Can you read a map? Do you recognize what those big characters on the city wall say? Also, if you can't read and write, you can't understand reason."

"When you go out next time, you can't be unreasonable with others."

"Sister A Miao said, you only regret not having read enough when you need it. Don't wait until the time comes when you know nothing and just fumble around!"

Han Lao San listened to Han Dahai's clear and logical talk and couldn't help but praise him: "My son, Lao Si, is really good. He has only been learning for a few days, but he can already speak such profound truths. It seems that Sister Xu Miao has taught you a lot."

Although Han Laosan said this, he also followed Han Dahai to pick up paper and pen and started studying.

Before, the four brothers of the Han family were illiterate. That was like a crow falling on a pig. No one should look down on others for being black.

But now when Han Laosan saw Han Dahai like this, he seemed a little silly.

There is no harm without comparison. It is impossible for Han Dahai to be literate while Han Laosan is just an illiterate fool.

When Han Dahai met Zhou Jicheng this time, he excitedly told Zhou Jicheng about his experience in observing and making the Hanjia Village sand table.

At first, Zhou Jicheng listened to Han Dahai's story with great interest, but the more he listened, the more upset he felt.

Zhou Jicheng... Damn it, I came to Hanjia Village to see your sister A Miao. Not to listen to you nagging me about how to make a sand table.

When we get to the military camp, you'll have plenty of time to tell me about this.

Is it easy for me to escape from the military camp? This damn Han Dahai is just a fool!

He pulled him and kept talking endlessly, and there was no sign of courtesy!

Han Dahai talked to Zhou Jicheng for a long time, but Zhou Jicheng didn't respond for a long time.

When he looked up, he saw Zhou Jicheng with a gloomy face, looking at him viciously.

Only then did Han Dahai realize that Zhou Jicheng and he were the only two people left in the room.

Xu Miao didn't know when she left this room and went to another one. No wonder the Major General disliked her. It turned out that she was the only one who prevented the Major General and Sister Xu Miao from meeting.

When Han Dahai thought of this, he quickly ran towards the gate of Xu Miao's house.

While running, he sincerely apologized to Zhou Jicheng: "Major General, blame me for not being tactful. I will leave immediately."

"Go see Sister Miao quickly. I'm going home to find my dad."

Han Dahai was going to tell Village Chief Han that the Major General had arrived. A few days ago, Hanjia Village had made some gloves. Although the quantity was small, Village Chief Han wanted to send some to the military camp.

Now that the weather is getting colder, the sooner they can be delivered, the sooner the soldiers can wear them. They are all heroes who defend the northern border and the people of the Great Zhou.

Everyone in Hanjia Village feels honored to be able to do something for the hero.

Zhou Jicheng walked into the house where Xu Miao lived from outside. Xu Miao was standing in front of the fire, thinking about preparing food for Zhou Jicheng.

Zhou Jicheng would not be able to stay in Hanjia Village for long at this time. He had to rush back to the military camp before dawn.

We can't let him travel on an empty stomach.

Xu Miao looked up when Zhou Jicheng entered the room, and asked with a smile, "Han Dahai has finished his speech. I saw that he was quite enthusiastic, so I didn't disturb you."

"Acheng, why are you rushing over from the military camp at this time?"

Seeing Xu Miao asking, Zhou Jicheng hurriedly took out a stack of letters from his pocket and handed them to Xu Miao: "This is the reply letter from the capital."

"I ran out of the barracks as soon as I received it this morning to give it to you."

"I see there's quite a lot written in these two letters. They're quite thick. Maybe something happened in the capital? Otherwise, why would there be so much written?"

"Look and see what's going on."

Zhou Jicheng handed the letter to Xu Miao as he spoke.

Zhou Jicheng had never received such a thick letter before. When he first arrived in Northern Xinjiang, his mother was the empress, but she had never sent him a letter of comfort.

But each time it was just a few strokes. The Queen Mother was busy assisting her brother, the Crown Prince, and didn't pay much attention to him.

His father, the emperor, had no time to pay much attention to him. He would occasionally mention him in the military reports to General Liu, just to ask about him in passing.

When General Liu wrote back to the emperor, he would also mention Zhou Jicheng's recent situation and report that he was safe.

Over the years, Zhou Jicheng had never received two letters as thick as the ones from Xu Miao.

Urging Xu Miao to open it quickly and take a look, he also sat in front of the fire and started warming himself.

Just now, in that room without heat, I felt a little cold after being scolded by Han Dahai.