"And my letters, Jonas boy, never write to me. Nader's voice revealed some surprise, usually his own students would say hello to him in a letter to Jung, but this was the first time that he had never written a letter specifically to himself.

Bringing the envelope to his desk, he and Jung did not share a table, Jung's table was on the left side of the room, while Nader's table was on the right side of the room close to the door, which allowed him to get as close as possible to his favorite wine.

I walked over to the shelf with wine, took down a bottle of wine from southern Italy, and took two glasses from the glass rack next to it, and a decanter shaped like a horn, and put a decanter and two ice balls on the glass, and began to make a glass of wine.

It's Nader's habit to drink a glass of cold wine to refresh himself before he starts reading documents, and he puts a piece of ice in his glass in winter and summer, and according to Nader, the cold will put the brain into a state of rapid operation, which may not be for others, but it is the most reasonable for him.

After enjoying the pleasant feeling brought by the wooden cork to Nader, he picked up the horn, and Nader poured about half of the amount of wine into the horn, and along the wall of the glassware, the wine was like human blood, slowly sliding down the traces on the wall.

The aroma of the wine begins to spread around the room as it comes into contact with the air, filling the space like a drunken Di Bar, making Nader feel like he is in a winery.

"Yes, it seems that this boy Jonas has never written to you, you see, he also wrote in the letter he sent me to ask me to say hello to you on his behalf, so it can be seen that this letter should have been sent temporarily, and there will be no urgency on Jonas's side. “

Jung was a little surprised that Jonas sent a letter to Nader, especially when he opened the envelope that Jonas sent to himself, and saw Jonas writing a greeting to Nader at the beginning, so he felt a little unusual that Jonas wrote another letter to Nader, this kid couldn't have fallen in love with a girl in his own territory, right?

However, the letter Jonas sent to him stopped him from wondering why Jonas wrote to Nader, because it was very short and only said one thing, which was the answer to Jung's question, the answer to why he was heartbroken and the death of his own people.

"My dear father, I did not expect you to wonder about the death of the pauper during the war, to your son's great surprise, I always thought you were a warrior full of heroic blood.

I've read your question, and if you want me to answer your question, I'm sorry, I don't know the answer to this question, it's a question with no answer, just like beef is a meal in our eyes, and dogs are our loyal companions, and in essence, they are all animals. (At this point, Jonas originally wanted to write that we are all animals, but thinking that Comrade Darwin did not know where he was now, in order to avoid being used as a firewood stick by the Holy See, Jonas still changed his words.) ）

So, I can't answer your question, but it's not a bad thing, is it? When someone else is killing senselessly and starts to give up thinking, at least, you, my father, don't you give up thinking, isn't it?

Mr. Jung, in my eyes you are beginning to become qualified, without thinking about what others think, my dear father, your feelings are from the bottom of your heart and not from your mouth, and I will always love your child, Jonas.

Finally, please accept my respect for you, Daddy. “

Jung read the letter, he breathed a long sigh of relief, he didn't expect Jonas's thoughts to be so profound, looking at the letter, Jung smiled helplessly, he didn't know why, as a father was praised by his own children why the happiness made him want to laugh so much, he was really a strange father.

Looking at the wine poured by Nader, Jung took the glass in his hand and drank it cleanly, Nader was a roll of the eyes, such a good wine was drunk in one gulp, it was really barbaric.

"Hey, Nader, Jonas is such a good boy, isn't he?" Jung looked at Nader with a distressed face, stood up, and patted Nader on the shoulder, he has never been particularly good at drinking, especially in front of wine, he gets drunk three times faster than beer, like now, he has put his hand on Nader's shoulder, he has never done such a thing.

Nader is in his fifties.

"He is worthy of your pride, my sir. Looking at Jung's proud expression of "I have a son", Nader thought of his student, looked at the envelope in front of him, took a sip of wine, and admitted that he was much more eager for the letter now than he had just been.

Walked to his desk, temporarily placed the quilt in the upper left corner of the table, then picked up the envelope on the table, opened it, Jung also walked over because he put his arm on Nader's shoulder, he was now full of curiosity about this letter, what problem did his child ask his teacher if he couldn't solve it?

Nader glanced at Jung, but didn't care, and it seemed to him that the letter was probably similar to Jung's second thought, that there were some places where there was no perfect policy for the planning of the administration, so he wrote a letter to himself to ask why he surprised his parents in order to make them not know about it.

Opening the envelope, Nader took out the letter inside, and after just one glance, Nader's heart beat slowly, and his fingers and his quick fingering quickly crumpled the letter in his hand into a ball, and then stuffed it into his clothes, and looked at Jung with a wary face, until he was sure that Jung did not find what was written on the paper, and then looked away.

"Father Nader, what's wrong, is something wrong with Jonas?"

Looking at Father Nader, who was uncharacteristically to himself, Jung was a little overwhelmed, just at that moment, Nader's eyes seemed to be like a young man who had been peeped into his privacy, and the anger in his eyes almost made Jung's body have a physiological reaction, wanting to pull out the long sword placed on the side shelf, he had never seen Nader's appearance at that moment just now.

"This is a letter from Jonas, how can I show it to you?" Nader adjusted his mentality when Jung asked him, suppressed all the excitement in his heart, and said to Jung with a smile, as if nothing had just happened.