Chapter 17 The Messenger of the Fairy Tale of Corn Kernels

Grandma Xiong missed her son who was working in the city, so she wrote a letter on a thick leaf with sweet honey, and asked someone to take it to the city. A little white horse ran up and said, "Grandma Xiong, I'll help you deliver the letter." Grandma Xiong smiled and handed the letter to the little pony: "Thank you, good boy, for turning over two hills and wading across a river. Once you enter the city, go through eight streets and six alleys, and you will find No. 111." The little white horse, with its hooves raised, ran like a gust of wind, leaving the green trees and colorful flowers behind. After a while, it turned over two hills and came to the big river.

The river is clear and clear, and the river is wide and wide. The little white horse finds that the river is too deep, and feels a little scared, so he turns his head and runs back to return the letter to Grandma Xiong. Grandma Xiong, I am worried, who should I ask to send a message this time?A little flower duck came waddlingly: "Grandma Xiong, I'll help you deliver the letter. I'm not afraid of strong winds and waves." Grandma Xiong laughed, and handed the letter to the little flower duck: "Thank you, good boy, turn over the letter." Cross two hills, swim across a river, and you’re in the city. Enter the city, walk through eight streets and six alleys, and you’ll be right when you find No. 111.”

The little flower duck, flapping its wings, waddled on the road.After walking for two days and two nights, I was not in the mood to look at the floating clouds or the twinkling stars, and finally came to the big river. The river is clear and clear, and the river is wide and wide. The little flower duck jumped into the water and swam quickly. After a while, he swam across the big river and came to the city. There are many people, cars, buildings, and roads in the city, and the little flower duck got lost after turning around. It had no choice but to go back to the big river, take the letter back, and give it to Grandma Xiong.

After four days and four nights, the letter returned to my hand.Grandma Xiong, holding the letter, was both funny and angry.what should I do?Who can help me? A little white pigeon flew over with flapping wings: "Grandma Xiong, don't worry, I'll deliver the letter for you." Grandma Xiong smiled and handed the letter to the little white pigeon. "Thank you, good boy. Fly over two hills and a river, and you're in the city. Once you enter the city, fly over eight streets and six alleys, and you'll be right when you find No. 111." The little white dove is an expert at delivering letters. Facing the gently blowing wind and the warm sun, it flew towards the city.Flying over two hills, a river, eight streets, and six alleys, I found Room 111 and gave the letter to Uncle Xiong.

Grandma Xiong opened her eyebrows and smiled again: "Little white pigeon, it's so cool, the letter is delivered home, and it's not bad at all. I'm so happy to call Grandma Xiong. There are so many cars in the city, so many roads, so many How did you find the building?" The little white pigeon smiled embarrassedly: "Grandma Xiong, don't boast. I have a magnetic field above my head, and I can choose the direction according to the sun, so there will be no mistakes in sending letters. In the future, if you have letters, just ask me for help."