Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1694 1695 The mouse knew first

For Tang soldiers, letters home were very common. If they had no missions, they had the opportunity to write letters home twice a week. You could use your free time to write and wait for the postman to arrive.

But for the coalition soldiers who had limited transportation capacity, the opportunity to write letters home was extremely precious. They could usually only write once a month, and such letters would often be "lost".

Yes, lost! It was easy for the military to lose less important mail when the transport capacity was tight, and since everyone did it, few people cared about it.

Aunt Xilin has been feeling a little absent-minded these past two days. She still has no way of knowing whether her child is still alive, and the Tang army's occupation of Hot Wind Port has also left her somewhat idle.

In order to ensure the normal life of local civilians, the Tang Dynasty's occupation forces worked hard to restore the power supply and water supply of Hot Wind Port. Then they distributed food for free for a month, so that the local people did not die in large numbers due to the shortage of supplies.

Under such circumstances, the city's public security was relatively good, but everyone knew that life could not go on like this indefinitely. The Tang people could not always provide free food, after all, they still had to rely on their own labor to exchange for living materials.

Neighbor Charlie used to work at the city hall. After Tang Ren came, he chose to "cooperate" and now works for Tang Ren and receives extra subsidies.

From Xilin's point of view, the Tang people were indeed very generous. The salary they paid Charlie was several times more than what Charlie had received in the past.

Moreover, the Tang people could provide more materials, making their currency more convincing: banknotes that can buy things are good banknotes.

However, as a wife, Fran is still very worried about Charlie's safety. It is still unknown whether Tangren can stay here. If they choose to work for Tangren now, they will be liquidated when the Yangmu Empire fights back.

So Fran's condition is not much different from Shilin's, they both have their own worries, so they both seem to be easily distracted.

After helping Fran clean the stove, Xilin wiped her hands on her apron, walked over to the dazed Xilin, and said softly, "It's all cleaned up, don't worry, at least now, Charlie is fine."

"I know that, but I'm just worried... What if, I mean what if, those humans are driven away, then Charlie will..." Fran raised her head and said, her eyes were very dark, and it seemed that she had not had a good rest recently.

"If it doesn't work, just go to Tang Country..." Xilin comforted him, "I see there are so many ships at the port, it won't be a problem to take two more of you."

Fran grabbed Xilin's hand and said reluctantly, "It's three. You must go with us... You are our family, we will not abandon you."

As they were talking, the sound of a key being inserted into the lock was heard from outside the door. The host, Charlie, came back from get off work. He was carrying a briefcase and wearing a decent coat, and looked in very good spirits.

Compared to a dozen days ago, his appearance was completely different, and he seemed to be much more confident. Although the officials sent by the Tang Kingdom to manage Hot Wind Port were very young, their level was not comparable to that of a group of elf nobles.

The working styles and administrative efficiency of both parties are completely different. Working for these administrators, Charlie realized that he had been wasting his life in the past few years. A good system can really make people feel reborn. Charlie felt that he had gained new life and his whole person was shining.

After putting down his briefcase and hanging up his coat, Charlie told his neighbor Aunt Shilin, who had lost a lot of weight in recent days, a piece of good news: "I heard a good news, it seems... Tang, Empire..."

He was very conflicted about how to call the Tang Kingdom. At work they just called it "Empire", but when he said it at home, Charlie felt a little awkward.

He quickly skipped over this embarrassing detail and explained to Shilin the matter of the prisoners' letters. In his opinion, this was a brilliant move, and if it worked well, it would greatly improve the level of public security in the occupied areas and the cooperation of local civilians.

"In other words, if... Marvin and Frank are still alive, it is very likely that a letter will be delivered to you in a few days." After Charlie finished speaking, the first person to get excited was Fran.

She grabbed Aunt Shireen's hand and congratulated happily, "That's great, Aunt Shireen, we will have news about Frank and Marvin soon."

Xilin also reacted. After being stunned for a few seconds, she finally smiled: "This is really, really good news. That's great. I, I..."

  Halfway through her words, she became worried again: If she hadn't received the letter, did it mean that her child might have really met with an accident?

Thinking of this, she began to get nervous again. She was looking forward to the early arrival of her child's letter, but she was also afraid that she would never receive the long-awaited letter.

Fran comforted her, and Charlie returned to the bedroom to sort out the documents that he had not finished sorting out during the day. What he could bring home was not confidential, and in fact, there were no truly confidential documents that he could handle.

In short, they were all trivial jobs, but from these jobs, he seemed to see a bright future that he had never seen before.

He didn't know if his vision was accurate, but he had a feeling, a strange feeling that the Yangmu Empire would never be able to return to Hot Wind Port.

From the content of his own work and the details of the policy changes in Hot Wind Port, a small official like him can most clearly feel the difference between the old era and the new system. This difference represents advancement and backwardness, and can make people tell at a glance who will win in the end.

It's like a mouse on a ship. The mouse is the first to know whether the ship will sink. Charlie is just a little mouse. To an empire, he is not even a mouse...

So he didn't have the same worry as Fran a few days ago, and he tried to persuade Fran to relax a little... But women are more emotional and sentimental after all.

Although he was a little tired, he still pulled himself together and read the documents, and heard Aunt Shilin and Fran whispering outside the door. The two women always had endless things to talk about, and he also felt that such a home was more cozy.

I don't know when he fell asleep, and someone covered him with a coat... Everything seemed so normal.