An old man lived alone in Northern Ireland. His only son was in prison. The old man wanted to plant some potatoes in his garden but he didn't know anyone who would help him plow up the garden. He wrote to his son about it, and received this reply, For HEAVENS SAKE, don't dig up that garden, that's where I buried the GUNS!
Confused, the man wrote to his son telling him what happened and asking him what to do next.
老人写信告诉儿子这件奇怪的事情,问到底发生了什么事情,下一步应该怎么做。
儿子回信道:“你只管种土豆好了。”