Son of the Olden Days

Sole became a guest of Brett's house and stayed in his house.

The utility room was small, slightly damp and had an old musty smell. Lucia's old bed was indeed a bit smaller, and Sol's feet would sometimes stick out of the bed. However, compared to Sol's two months of turbulent days, such an environment can be said to be very comfortable.

It was late at night, and Saul was worried that he would have difficulty falling asleep in an unfamiliar environment, who knows a night of sweet dreams.

The next morning, Saul got tangled up as soon as he got up to the well and finished washing with water.

"Brother Saul, take me to play!" Luke's youngest son Wilson looked at Saul with a begging expression. He was eleven or twelve years old when he was full of curiosity about the world.

Saul opened his mouth, feeling that it was not easy to refuse.

"When I was your age, I liked reading books. There are many strange things and wonderful stories in those books, and you can learn a lot of useful knowledge from them." Sol tried to instigate from other aspects.

"But why do we have to learn while we are still alive?" Little Wilson asked with a confused look.

"Uh... this..." Sol was speechless, this little thing seemed... very philosophical! Yeah, why am I here to answer such **** philosophical questions while I am still alive? Sol's cheek twitched.

In fact, Sol will not be sixteen years old until this winter, not much older than Wilson, but he has turned the little guy countless times in his experience.

Sometimes Saul stopped occasionally, or looked back at the past, always felt... he seemed to have been wandering for a long, long time.

"Then where do you want to go to play?" Sol asked. He didn't know what to play in this village. The key was to take a child, which was the first time in his life.

"I want to go to the wilderness." Little Wilson replied, tilting his head up.

"No, the wilderness is too dangerous, wait until you become a man." Saul touched his head.

"But aren't you already a man? My father said you are great! You will protect me, won't you?" Little Wilson did not give up.

Awesome? A Tier 2 in the dark wilderness is not even a bigger ant, right? Thor rolled his eyes.

In the end, Sol could only be defeated in this illogical exchange and brought Wilson to the wilderness.

But only in the area near the entrance of the village, Wilson ran around happily by himself, while Thor was separated between little Wilson and the wilderness, sticking there like a log, watching him run.

After a while, Brett's daughter Lucia carried her sword and slayed out of the village with an unkind expression. Feeling the murderous young Wilson, he hid behind Sol in time with great vision.

"Sister Lucia, why do you look angry?" Little Wilson poked his head out from behind Sol to express his curiosity.

"I'm angry at you to show that you still have a chance to save." Lucia stretched out her fingertips and nodded little Wilson's head, and then dragged him back to the village in Wilson's wailing.

Saul, who had been on the sidelines, sighed slightly. It seemed that he had lost even the need to save. And he felt as if he had become a tree, ignored from beginning to end.

Saul walked slowly like a melancholy old man, and had just returned to his room to take a drink when the door of the utility room was knocked again.

Opening the door, Little Wilson's sister Martha poked her head in and looked around curiously, not knowing what she was looking at.

"Thank you for taking my brother to play. He is very naughty. Are you doing anything today?" Martha asked suddenly.

"It doesn't matter, children are always energetic, I am going to go to the village market today..."

"It just so happens that I'm going to have a look too. I haven't been there for a long time, how about it?" Martha was interrupted excitedly by Martha before he finished speaking, and his eyes narrowed with a smile.

Is it so coincidental? Sol is a bit speechless. You said your brother is naughty, but why do I think you are more naughty. In the end, Saul could only agree to it. Forget it, it would be nice to have someone lead the way.

After stepping out the door, Thor felt his back... as if it was suddenly on fire. It felt like someone was staring at him fiercely behind him. Thor looked back alertly, but found nothing.

The market in Underliu Village is very small and is sold by the villagers themselves. The main thing is the flow and exchange of internal materials. Most things are traded in the stage of bartering.

There are not few things to buy. Sol’s original plan was to buy a large amount of food, preferably enough to eat for a few months.

Even in order to meet the needs of one's adventure in the wilderness, sometimes one's own appetite curse has to be relieved by this. In terms of collocation, it is best to have a little bit of meat and vegetables.

Soon Sol discovered that even the use of copper coins in the bazaar here was not high, let alone silver coins. And Martha walked around enthusiastically and kept talking with herself, and Thor's space ring had no chance to use it, otherwise it would be troublesome to explain.

After shopping for a day, I didn't find any good opportunities. I guess it will be abandoned today.

At noon, I invited Martha to a small restaurant to taste the local specialties. Later, when I passed by a stall selling silver jewelry, I saw Martha linger, so Sol bought a pair of silver earrings with small blue gems for her. .

When others have acted as their own guides for the day, they are considered to be thankful.

But remembering that there seemed to be a girl in the family who disliked her, Sol bought another pair of rubies.

By the time he returned to Brett's house, it was almost dinner time. Saul was a little confused as a whole. He didn't think that he had been wandering around in such a small village for a long time. What did he do?

At the table, the two families still dine together, but Martha's eyes are always floating inadvertently, making Saul very uncomfortable. Saul suddenly apologized halfway through the dinner, ran out of the table, and returned to eat after a while.

It is inevitable that everyone felt that he was a little mysterious, but he was actually eating and feeling that his desire for destruction was about to occur, so he temporarily ran into the wilderness to chop down trees.

After dinner, Saul had just returned to his room when the door was knocked again.

Opening the door, Lucia stood outside with a big basket in her arms, and she squeezed in before Sol invited in.

"Undress." Lucia said coldly.

Saul was stunned and suddenly reacted. This was to take away the dirty clothes and wash. Irene had done this more than once.

"Do you still... do laundry?" Saul muttered subconsciously, and immediately felt bad, and he really couldn't be too honest. Then Saul saw a blush of shame on Lucia's face, and then the girl's eyes were two big whites.

"Are you going to stand here and watch me take it off?" Saul scratched his head.

"Why? Are you still shy?" Lucia countered playfully.

Saul took off his torn linen clothes in twos or twos. He wanted to say that he didn't need to wash it, but he would just throw it away and change one. But others are kind, and Sol has always been a character who is too lazy to spend energy on trivial matters.

After receiving the clothes, Lucia didn't leave. She picked up her chin against the remaining lining on Sol, with a sneer expression on her face that she was finally embarrassed by her goal.

Saul looked down at his only remaining clothes, then looked up at Lucia and smiled, and then suddenly pulled the lined bottoms to his knees.

"Yeah! You... shameless!" Lucia flushed with shock in an instant, turned around in panic and ran out of the door. In a panic, she accidentally tripped on the threshold, and the basket was thrown out and rolled around.

You are the one who told me to undress, and then scolded me shamelessly. The girl is indeed a fickle creature.

Why must I force me to show my true face? Sol smiled and closed the door. Although he has no exhibitionism, Saul believes that as a man, he must have the courage to meet frankly at all times.

Pulling out his black coat from the ring and putting it on the outside, Saul fell on the bed for a while.

"If you have something to say, it's not a good habit to take a peek. You are behind me at noon, right?" Saul suddenly said, startling the peepers outside the window.

Sol felt someone's sight when he went out with Martha at noon, thought it was an enemy, but couldn't find the target, and finally caught him.

Lucia opened the door blushing and walked in, holding an old set of clothes in her hand.

"This is my father's original clothes. I changed it to fit your figure. You will wear it first." Lucia seemed to have come to deliver the clothes. After entering the door, she lowered her head and explained shyly.

"Where did you...Where did you get your clothes?" Lucia looked up and suddenly saw Sol's black coat, and a touch of disappointment passed quietly in her eyes.

"Uh... this, I went out just now... stole a piece?" Sol was caught off guard, explained it a little bit hard, and it seemed that things had become more complicated.

"Leave the clothes you changed, I will wear them, and this one on my body happens to be returned to someone else. By the way, I happen to have something to find you too." Sol took the clothes and desperately pulled the topic away.

"When I went to the bazaar with Martha at noon, I gave her a gadget and bought one for you. It's not worth a lot of money. It's a thank you for your family's acceptance and hospitality."

As Saul spoke, he spread the pair of ruby ​​silver earrings in his palm. Lucia quietly flashed across her eyes, and she had forgotten all about clothes.

She saw it at the dinner table just now, and my sister kept dangling her head there, for fear that others would not see it, she kept looking at Sol while eating.

Lucia thought about it carefully and understood what was going on. This guy dared to miss herself when giving gifts to her sister. It was time for him to understand what a girl's way of life is. When he hit the door, he realized that he hadn't forgotten himself.

"Today you accompanied Martha to the market for a day?" Lucia asked knowingly.

"Yes, originally I was going to go for a walk, and then she just said that she would go too, and then she would be together." Saul explained smoothly.

"Very well, since you have been with her today, so go shopping with me tomorrow." Lucia looked at Saul with no resistance.

What is the logic?

"Oh!" In the end, Saul could only make a helpless and sad ‘oh’.

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