Love letter? War letter?

  An Yan suddenly felt a chill in her heart and lightly yawned, saying: "Mm, I'm going to sleep. You're disturbing me."

  After finishing speaking, An Yan quickly lay down with his back facing Su San's direction and closed his eyes tightly.

  Su San stood dejectedly in the candlelight, a faint sense of loss welling up within her.

  How hard is it to write a love letter...

  Then he blew out the candlelight and carried a dozen pine flowers out of the room to the bright moonlit front yard.

  As he walked out of the room, An Yan slightly stood up and looked at his lonely back with a surprised and uncertain gaze.

  What's wrong with this person, why is she not sleeping in the middle of the night and doing strange things? Forget it, it has nothing to do with her, she'd better hurry up and sleep, or else she'll be out of energy tomorrow.

  It wasn't until then that the room finally quieted down, and An Yan slowly drifted off to sleep as well.

  On the other hand, Su San arrived at the front yard and suddenly felt that the moonlight in the front yard was more suitable for writing a love letter...

  So Su San sat down on the ground, under the moonlight, and wrote his first love letter.

  Although it was written with many pauses and hesitations, a love letter was finally produced.

  Su San took it in his hand and read it carefully, feeling very satisfied.

  He couldn't help but lift his head to gaze at the sky, looking at the bright moon above, and somehow, he saw that elegant and refined face in his eyes. Those calm and peaceful eyes seemed to have a magical power, making him want to sink deeply into them.

  The originally cold and stern face, under the warm moonlight, slowly softened, that soft arc at the corner of his mouth was a sign of tenderness. Even iron men have tender feelings, it's just that ordinary people can't understand them.

  Su San rarely indulged in the poetic sight of the moonlight, then tightly clutched his love letter and entered the room. Having learned from past experiences, Su San's actions this time were extremely cautious. He lay on the floor, placing the love letter on his chest, hugging it tightly. As he faced the direction of the bed, he caught sight of An Yan sleeping peacefully, her serene and beautiful face erasing all worries from Su San's heart, filling him with tranquility. With a peaceful mind, he closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

  The next day, Su San woke up early, washed and dressed, and then strolled alone in the backyard.

  How to give this love letter to her? Hand it over personally? But he really feels that this is detrimental to the dignity of a man. Then find someone to deliver it, but who should be found. The matter of the love letter is a secret between him and the little woman, and others cannot know about it, so the person delivering it should be illiterate.

  Those who are illiterate are easy to find, but once they see this colorful letterhead, they can probably guess one or two things.

  Su San found that writing a love letter was really too difficult. When he wrote it, he scratched his ears and cheeks, and when he sent it, he still scratched his ears and cheeks.

  Auntie told you to go to the main house for breakfast, uncle.

  Just as Su San was thinking hard, a soft and tender voice came from beside him. He lowered his head to see Xiao Pang standing at his feet, looking up at him with big, shiny eyes.

  At this moment, Su San was suddenly enlightened, and a pair of cold eyes couldn't help but shine brightly.

  Although his heart was excited, Su San's face remained unchanged, still with a serious and majestic expression.

  Yes.

  He faintly responded with a "yes", then turned around and strode towards the main hall.

  The chubby little friend happily ran into the main room. Today's breakfast was made by Aunt, and her cooking is always delicious. She definitely wanted to eat two big bowls of rice today.

  Su San entered the main room, saw that everyone was already seated, and quickly walked to his own position and sat down. For some reason, he didn't dare look at An Yan today, perhaps because of something on his mind.

  An is really strange, this brick head has been eating since he came in today. Originally, there's nothing wrong with that, after all, he usually doesn't talk much. But why didn't he eat any dishes and just peeled plain rice!

  Not only was An Yan puzzled, but Bai Ping was also puzzled. He asked strangely: Brother-in-law, why do you just eat rice and not vegetables? Today's dishes were cooked by Jin Xiu, my sister-in-law, and they taste extremely good.

  While speaking, Bai Ping smiled and picked up a large serving of dishes with his chopsticks, but his eyes were still puzzled and fell on Su San's face, wanting to find out something.

  Su San heard Bai Ping's words and looked up at An Yan with a dazed expression, then suddenly lowered his head as if startled.

  His hand holding the chopsticks tightened, he was really too nervous. He, a big man, wrote a love letter to a woman for the first time and was deeply afraid of being rejected after sending it out. He really didn't dare to imagine how he would be if he were rejected. Thinking about this, his speed of eating rice became even faster.

  The Bai family's eyes suddenly fell on Su San with different expressions, and they all looked strange.

  I've finished eating.

  Su San put down his chopsticks and quickly said three words before leaving without even lifting his head.

  Aunt Wang's suspicious gaze fell on An Yan, thinking that the couple had a quarrel. Liu Shi Xiu Niang's gaze was also filled with worry, it seemed that everyone thought that she and Su San had some kind of dispute.

  At this time, An Yan smiled slightly at everyone, indicating that nothing was wrong, and then furrowed his brow in thought.

  Could it be that Su San was angry, and she was angry with herself?

  Why? An Yan thought while chewing her food. Suddenly, she slapped her forehead and remembered what happened last night.

  Won't he, a big man, be so petty about such a small thing? Anwen was slightly annoyed, but it can't be blamed on her. Who let him make so much noise last night and not sleep? The more Anwen thought about it, the more she felt she was in the right, and then she ate with peace of mind.

  Su San walked out of the hall and came to the backyard, continuing to pace back and forth.

  After a while, Su San stopped and looked in the direction of the front yard with a puzzled expression. He saw Xiao Pang following behind An Yan, and the two were sitting in the yard talking.

  Seeing this scene, Su San's heart was anxious, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

  Just at this moment, Xiao Pang turned his head and saw Su San.

  Xiao Pangya was very surprised, just about to shout for someone, when she saw Su San raise a finger and place it on her lips, indicating silence. Xiao Pangya, although puzzled in her heart, being an obedient and sensible girl, nodded quietly in agreement. However, she was after all just a little kid, unable to hide her thoughts completely, and couldn't help but keep glancing towards the backyard.

  An Yan was chatting with Pang Ya about some interesting things related to medicinal herbs, but she found that Pang Ya seemed distracted and kept looking towards the backyard. She also looked over curiously, but saw nothing. After a moment's thought, An Yan thought to herself that Pang Ya was still a child at heart and might want to go play. In her opinion, children loving to play was a sign of their innocence and curiosity, and shouldn't be restrained. So, An Yan smiled and gently patted Pang Ya's little head, saying: "Wait until this afternoon when Auntie will tell you stories again, now you can go play first."

  Fat girl didn't know Aunt An's thoughts, she just heard her aunt call herself to play, and obediently nodded. Then she ran to the backyard in a flash, little did she think that Uncle might be looking for her.

  Su San saw Pang Ya running towards him and his right hand involuntarily moved to the spot on his chest where he kept the letter.

  Uncle (maternal)

  Pang Ya came before Su San, standing obediently, raising a pair of shiny black eyes, looking curious and suspicious.

  Su San suddenly didn't know whether he was nervous or what, but his hands had actually broken out in a thin layer of sweat. If his subordinates were to find out, they would definitely be shocked out of their wits. Who is Su San? He's the kind of person who wouldn't bat an eyelid even when facing tens of thousands of soldiers. He's the kind of man who can walk through mountains of corpses and seas of blood yet still remain calm and composed. In the eyes of many people in Nangong, Su San was a god-like existence. How could such a man possibly become nervous to the point of sweating just because he was delivering a letter? Who would believe it?

  But this thing is really happening at this moment.

  Although somewhat nervous, Su San still pretended to be calm and carefully took out the letter from his bosom.

  He put the letter in Pang Ya's small hand, trying to make his words sound gentle, and said: Pang Ya, you quietly take this letter to Auntie. Remember, no one else can see it or know about it.

  Chubby took over the letter, looking at the beautiful color and smelling the fragrance on the tip of her nose. She thought it was a gift from her uncle to her aunt, and a smile appeared on her face. Chubby knew, Chubby would definitely deliver it. Chubby would definitely keep it a secret!

  The chubby little friend nodded very seriously in the end, which made Su San feel a bit embarrassed.

  However, Su San is a person who has been through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, yet remains unflappable. Therefore, although he was tense in his heart, the expression on his face remained unchanged, that brick-like face didn't budge an inch.

  He sternly nodded at Fatou and then turned around and walked away.

  Fat girl looked at Su San's back with a puzzled expression, then tightly held the letter and went to the front yard. She didn't immediately go to An Yan's side, but carefully observed from the corner, making sure there was no one else around, before happily holding the letter and jogging to An Yan's side.

  After arriving, Xiao Pangya put the letter into An Yan's arms, her little head leaned against An Yan's ear, and whispered: Auntie, this is what Uncle asked me to give you.

  After finishing speaking, Pang Ya ran away with a smile.

  An Yan was stunned, what did Su San give her?

  A farewell letter? Like last time, leaving a letter behind and then leaving?

  The first thought that jumped into An's mind was that Su San was going to leave again, but this time how would he get Fatong to hand over?

  With a puzzled expression, An Yan brought the letter closer to take a look. It was colorful and exquisitely crafted, very beautiful. Looking at the paper, An Yan's first thought was that it seemed the paper industry had developed quite well in this era. Even such high-quality paper had become so common.

  After a slight sigh, she opened the beautiful letter.

  Little woman...

  She murmured the words on the letter, but as soon as she finished reading the first three characters, she felt a bit dizzy. What does this mean, why did she feel that this title was so strange...

  A sudden tingling sensation swept across her scalp and spread upwards, but An Yan continued reading aloud.

  Ever since I picked you up and you became my little wife who I couldn't refuse...

  Pick up... can't refuse...

  An Yan felt his mouth twitching, what was Su San trying to say...

  My days were like living in a sea of flames, I lived a life that I never thought I would. And then you slowly changed, and I couldn't bear to watch anymore, so I temporarily left. This time back, I've decided to properly rescue and teach you a lesson.

  Scorching hot... unbearable to look at... rescue... educate...

  An Yan felt his eyelids twitching violently, was this guy going to say goodbye or start a rebellion?

  She suppressed her depression and continued reading on.

  I have little hope for you, just follow the woman's precepts, and carefully abide by the three obediences and four virtues. Men value strength and women value weakness, regardless of right or wrong, women should unconditionally obey their husbands. Chastity, quietness, and cleanliness are the virtues of a wife; not speaking recklessly, choosing words carefully, and stopping at the right time are the words of a wife; dressing neatly, not bringing shame to oneself is the appearance of a wife; focusing on weaving, not speaking or laughing carelessly, cooking delicious food, and entertaining guests are the work of a wife. These are small requirements, I hope you can sincerely fulfill them.

  The hand holding the letter tightened unconsciously, and the thin paper showed deep wrinkles.

  What a Su San, this is indeed teaching her!

  I was so angry that I couldn't help but laugh, and continued reading on.

  One day, I will naturally take you home to meet my mother. And once you give birth to our Su family's flesh and blood, you will be the benefactor of the Su family, and all members of the Su family will warmly welcome you. This letter is just a sincere advice and heartfelt wish, hoping that you can accept it. Sincerely, Su Sanliu.

  At this moment, I finally understood what this letter meant. This is a declaration of war, it's Su San's declaration of war to An Yan.

  He Su San disapproved of her words and deeds, yesterday he even disliked her big strides, not being dignified enough. Today, a letter came directly. This means that if she doesn't become a woman who follows the ancient standards, three obediences and four virtues, He Su San will be impolite. Still advising? She didn't even dislike his wooden face, looking like he was seriously ill but refused treatment!

  War book! She left it behind!

  An Yan crumpled the paper in her hand and returned to her room, casually picking out a piece of paper and scribbling a few words on it. After finishing writing and folding the paper, An Yan came to the door and beckoned Fat Finger over with her hand.

  Fatty, come here for a moment.

  Pang Ya was originally squatting on the ground counting ants when she heard someone calling her and hurried over.

  Fat girl, give this to your uncle.

  Yes.

  Chubby took it over and then ran to find Su San.

  And An Yan stood still, gazing at the empty courtyard with a glint in his eye, exuding an air of heroic grandeur.

  When Su San received the letter written by An Yan, he was very nervous and excited. Was there a reply? Was this a love letter written to him?

  It's just that there is only one piece of paper. But thinking about it, one is enough.

  Su San opened it with great hope and saw that on top of it were written four big characters in a flying dragon and dancing phoenix style.

  Go fetch!

  Those four characters were written on top with great fanfare, and Su San could recognize them individually, but when put together, he couldn't quite grasp their meaning.

  Su San thought to herself, "Is this saying that one of them is a dog and the other is a mouse, with one controlling the other?"

  But this metaphor seems a bit indecent.

  Su San's mind flashed with An Yan's gentle and beautiful face, then looked at the four words on the paper, immediately shook his head, denying the meaning just now.

  That's definitely not what it means, so what does it mean?

  Su San suddenly couldn't think of anything, and even the strongest brain couldn't figure out a reason. Su San's head was robbed, and he suddenly thought of Zhang Jun. This was indeed something that Zhang Jun would come up with, and Zhang Jun had always been very clever and had some ghostly ideas, so he should be able to understand this.

  Thus thinking, Su San got up and headed towards Hsinchu County.

  Su San directly came to that small inn from last time, arrived at that room, and directly kicked it open with one foot.

  The noise was too loud, and Zhang Jun, who was originally lying on the bed with his legs raised, reading a small book, was startled to fall to the ground. Zhang Jun rolled on the ground, quickly got up, and took a defensive stance. When he looked up and saw Su San, he smiled and said: Boss, it's you, why didn't you make a sound? I thought some bad guys had come.

  Su San didn't say a word and directly walked with big strides to the front of the desk and sat down. Then, he slapped the paper in his hand onto the table with a "pa" sound.

  Zhang Jun curiously followed over and saw a white paper on the table with four big words written on it.

  Looking at the handwriting, it's like a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing, with a strong and free-spirited style that doesn't lose its elegant and refined essence, truly a beautiful piece of calligraphy.

  This character is written really well and has a few similarities with you.

  This sentence was over-the-top, but Su San suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of pleasure in his heart...

  This is written by elder sister-in-law.

  Su San's expression softened, and his cold eyes also became much gentler.

  Sister-in-law, just looking at her handwriting and I'm convinced of her excellence.

  That must be a heroic and generous woman who can hold her own against men, Zhang Jun automatically painted a picture of a strong and healthy female figure in his mind.

  Look at what this means.

  After listening to Su San's words, Zhang Jun looked at the four characters above with a serious expression, but he couldn't understand their meaning.

  Why did your elder sister write this for you?

  I wrote her a love letter and she replied with these four words: "You are just kidding".

  Su San was also puzzled, and her two sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed.

  Zhang Jun also looked puzzled and said: Boss, tell me the content of the love letter again, I'll help you think it over.

  Su San heard this and indeed it was the truth, so he began to tell Zhang Jun about the contents of the love letter one by one.

  Zhang Jun's mouth was wide open as he listened, and by the end, his mouth had opened so wide that it could swallow an egg.

  He wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and said in surprise: This is the first time I've seen someone write a love letter like this, written like a battle book.

  ……

  Boss, actually it's nothing much, but one can tell that you've put in a lot of effort into writing this.

  Yes.

  Su San responded faintly, he also thought he was very careful. Last night, he almost didn't sleep all night, just writing this.

  Zhang Jun suppressed his laughter and asked with a trembling lip: Boss, what was that first sentence you picked up, something about not being able to refuse?

  I said it as it is, not that you said to write according to the truth, but with a true heart. So I wrote down my encounter with her, which can also be considered as destined by heaven, our fate.

  Why didn't you write down the destined fate given by heaven?

  Zhang Jun was puzzled, this sentence is a bit more normal romantic words, why didn't the boss write it?

  Isn't it that when you say something is great in Chinese, if you write too much, it's easy to seem insincere?

  Zhang Jun silently held back his tears of regret, he had never meant for things to turn out this way.

  What about those behind who are in dire straits?

  I'd like to mention the intention of leaving last time, so that she won't hold a grudge against me, thinking I left without reason and feeling unhappy.

  Su San had a cautious and thoughtful look on his face, Zhang Jun could only silently light an incense stick for him in his heart.

  Good luck to you then...

  It seems that the back is a bit more normal, although it's a bit strange, but these are also essential for women, and for sister-in-law, it should be a trivial matter. Zhang Jun said that the content of the female precepts and virtues in the back, which is also a compulsory course for ancient ladies.

  I think so too.

  Su San also nodded seriously and thought so too.

  What does this four-character idiom really mean? The dog takes the mouse, isn't the mouse caught by the cat? This dog goes to take the mouse, isn't it ——

  Zhang Jun suddenly fell silent, as if he had understood Eldest Sister's meaning.

  Su San looked at Zhang Jun's face and instantly knew that Zhang Jun understood the meaning behind it, so he coldly said: "Speak."

  Mind your own business!

  Zhang Jun subconsciously replied, and after finishing his reply, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, looking like he had misspoken.

  She said I'm meddling in other people's business!

  Su San fiercely recited these few words, and the temperature around him suddenly began to drop. However, after a few breaths, Zhang Jun felt his whole body turn cold.

  What a powerful killing power, big sister is really strong and tough, and can actually live with the old man for so long and still be strong and alive!

  Elder brother, elder sister-in-law might think that you wrote too many restrictions on her, so she said you interfered too much.

  Zhang Jun, who was not afraid of death, explained to Su San for a while, and as a result, he successfully invited countless dagger eyes from Su San. Brushing brushing, it really almost took Zhang Jun's life.

  Su San gritted her teeth and said to Zhang Jue: "It's all because of your stupid idea!"

  Zhang Jun was wronged, can he be blamed? Who writes a love letter that is as good as his elder brother's, and yet has the flavor of a battle plan. This love letter, he really didn't see which sentence counts as romantic words, where does it contain tender affection?

  But in front of Lao Da, Zhang Jun could only obediently admit his mistake.

  Yes, boss, it was all my fault, you are magnanimous, so please forgive me.

  Zhang Jun's face was full of grievance, his peach blossom eyes shining brightly, looking very cute and endearing. If a young girl were to see this, she would surely be smitten. Unfortunately, the one sitting here was Cold-faced God Su San, who merely let out an unpleasant hum.

  Zhang Jun saw that it was good and then said: Boss, although I don't want to admit it, but still can't help admitting that this emotional letter has failed.

  As soon as he heard this, Su San suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart and his mood dropped several degrees.

  His head was slightly raised, and his eyes, which were usually as cold as snow, had also dimmed. His hands were unconsciously clasped together, tightly rubbing against each other.

  Zhang Jun saw his own eldest son being abandoned like a discarded husband, and suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

  Elder brother, you must cheer up...

  Zhang Jun thought for a moment and could only comfort Su San in this way.

  ……

  The most effective trick for writing love letters since ancient times has actually failed. And unexpectedly, it failed so thoroughly. Eldest sister, you're not an ordinary woman.

  Indeed, she is no ordinary woman.

  At this time, Su San raised his head and echoed a sentence, with fine starlight flickering in his cold eyes.

  Well, no big deal, old boss. If one plan doesn't work, we'll come up with another. At worst, let's use the Thirty-Six Stratagems; I'm sure at least one of them will be successful.

  Upon hearing this, Su San's expression changed in an instant, as if he had been enlightened. Ah, yes! If one plan doesn't work, come up with another. If that still doesn't work, then use the 36 Stratagems or the 72 Stratagems. By that time, even a metal rod would be ground into a needle. With this thought, Su San suddenly regained his confidence. His eyes once again had their usual sparkle, and he turned to ask Zhang Jun, waiting for his next plan.

  Before we talk about the next strategy, let's analyze where the previous emotional manipulation strategy went wrong. We need to constantly summarize and draw lessons from our experiences in order to achieve success as soon as possible.

  Zhang Jun had a serious and solemn expression, his posture as if he was studying something very important.

  Su San was originally clueless about romance, and at this time he could only listen to Zhang Jun entirely. Whatever Zhang Jun said, that's what it was.

  Zhang Jun saw his most revered boss, who was now calmly looking at him with a serious and humble expression. He suddenly felt satisfied. There was no way, the boss used to be cold, cool, and arrogant, when did he show such an expression? So, Zhang Jun thought that on the boss's path of seeking love, he must follow along, guide him all the way, and watch his reactions throughout. Later, he would definitely share it with his brothers and let everyone open their eyes wide. Let those men who only knew how to hold knives know what it means for an iron tree to bloom...

  First of all, this love letter is flawless. The tactics used in this love letter have been verified by countless people throughout history. Many talented men and women have successfully tied the knot thanks to love letters. So, boss, we must affirm the correctness and importance of love letters. Then, let's explore where the problem lies. Actually...

  Get to the point!

  After Zhang Jue's incessant chatter, Su San finally lost his patience. His eyes stood upright, his voice turned cold, and countless ice shards instantly shot towards Zhang Jue without mercy.

  Zhang Jun was just getting into the swing of things when Su San suddenly shouted, and he immediately became tongue-tied, stopping there for a long time without knowing what to say next.

  Big brother, where was I just now?

  Having no other choice, Zhang Jun had to seek help from Su San.

  Su San's forehead was twitching with rage, but he suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth: Let's get down to discussing the crux of the problem.

  Oh, so it's here after all.

  Zhang Jun slapped his forehead, and his thoughts suddenly connected without any breaks. He immediately looked spirited, like a bean spilling out, and started chattering away again.

  The problem actually lies with you, because you didn't write the love letter well. It was you who turned a letter that should have been full of tender feelings and moving emotions into one that was full of killing intent and resentful tone. So, you should look for the reason for your final failure within yourself, and can't blame me, the person who came up with the idea.

  Finally, Zhang Jun finally got to the point. If it fails, don't blame him, it's all because Su San didn't write a good love letter himself.

  Su's eyebrows were about to stand up, he thought resentfully in his heart. Endure for now, wait until he succeeds in his pursuit of love and is happy with the little woman, then deal with this guy properly. Thinking so, his heart felt a bit relieved, but the words that came out of his mouth were still cold as ice shards.

  Can we say it's the second plan?

  This voice really has a chilling feeling, Zhang Jun couldn't help but shiver with a cold tremble.

  Looking at his own eldest brother's cold face that could scrape off a layer of ash, Zhang Jun secretly wiped the sweat for himself. He stretched out his hand to wipe away the virtual sweat on his forehead, and then tried to make his tone as natural as possible: "The second plan is the gift plan."

  Gift?

  Su San followed with a murmur of these two words, and then looked like he was listening carefully.

  Zhang Jun didn't dare to sell the pass this time, and immediately began to explain honestly. Most girls like gifts, as long as you give them well, they can still win the girl's favor.

  Su San nodded and thought this sounded pretty reliable.

  But what gift can he give?

  What's a good gift?

  Zhang Jun thought for a moment and said: What does big sister like?

  I don't know.

  Neat and tidy, Su San's standard style.

  Zhang Jun was speechless and could only cough dryly once before saying: "Alright, let's take a look and send some more popular items then."

  Yes.

  Su San did not express her opinions, and everything was left to Zhang Jun's decision-making style.

  Things given to girls are generally some jewelry, trinkets, or something with commemorative significance.

  Commemorative significance?

  Su San had no interest in the jewelry and trinkets at first, but it was the last one that caught his attention due to its commemorative significance.

  Yeah, I think it's better to give something meaningful. It's best if the gift is something that as soon as she sees it, she'll know it's from you.

  Zhang Jun finished speaking, and Su San's mind immediately flashed two things.

  One shone with a silver light, one exuded an icy aura. He was very satisfied and had already thought to himself that he would give these two things to An Yan.

  On the other side, Zhang Jun saw his eldest brother's mouth curve into a smile and felt that something was amiss in the world. In his heart, he silently lit an incense stick for his elder sister-in-law, hoping that his eldest brother wouldn't give her some kind of shocking gift...