13 Mink Street Chapter 432

The latest website: Master Bart, you are here, please come in. "

"Is Resna home?"

"At home, at home, the lady is at home, I will go and inform the lady that you are here."

"No, I'll go directly to see her."

"this…

"Isn't it possible?"

"Of course, of course, please, Master Bart, the lady is upstairs."

Bart carried the bag up the stairs, and went directly to the door of the bedroom. Without knocking on the door, he stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

In the bedroom, a girl in a wheelchair was reading a book. The afternoon sun shone on her long golden hair, which seemed to be covered with a layer of tenderness.

Resna turned her head and looked at Bart who was standing at the door, with a smile on her face, she said, "I'll go down first to greet your parents."

"No, no, they didn't come."

"not coming?"

"I came by myself."

"You came here yourself?"

"Yes."

"Sorry, my father made you come."

"I met Uncle Xia Li, and he did let me see you, but not because of him."

"Um?"

"I want to see you by myself."

"This... I'm surprised."

"I think so too." Bart opened the bag in his hand, and took out a mixed boneless chicken feet, braised pork ribs and a preserved egg from it.

"I'll bring you some fresh food, you have a taste."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Bart handed the fork to Resna, and Resna took it, looked at the boneless chicken feet, and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"Chicken feet, boneless."

Resna put a piece into her mouth and chewed it. Judging from her body movements, she was not really used to this kind of food, and she was a little bit resistant, but judging from her facial expression, it tasted very good.

"Strange taste, but delicious."

"Yes."

"What's this?"

"Sparse ribs, braised pork ribs."

"cold?"

"This is specially eaten cold."

Resna tasted a piece and said in surprise: "It's very rich in taste, very satisfying."

"Try this again. You don't have to force yourself to eat this. I don't really like it myself, but the captain likes it very much."

"Is it this ugly egg?" "Well, the captain pickled it himself."

"I saw your captain in the newspaper, and you are still in the animation. You are going to participate in the final selection in a hearse. My father also said at home that your captain is very good, whether it is now or in the future .”

"Yes, the captain is very powerful."

"Including cooking skills?"

"A truly powerful person is often multi-faceted."

"It can be heard that you respect your captain very much."

"Yes, although I am the same age, but in front of him, I feel like a junior. I am not afraid of your jokes. From him, I can often feel the feeling of facing my father."

Peel the preserved egg, cut into pieces, add a little sesame oil, and then pour in the vinegar brought back from the captain's house.

"What does it smell like, vinegar?"

"Yes, it's very different from fruit vinegar."

"The captain brews it himself, and he will use spells and formations to speed up the production of food." "Very interesting captain."

Resna took a sip and said with a smile, "I like this taste very much."

"That's a pity. I just thought it was a novelty. I brought it for you to taste. I thought you wouldn't like it very much, so I only took two. I will bring some more next time. The captain has a lot at home."

"Thank you, Bart."

"There is nothing to thank, we are friends after all."

"Actually, my father knows what happened between us, and I have already explained it to him."

Bart's father and Xia Li are old comrades in arms, and the relationship between the two families is already very good.

"I know your father knows, otherwise he would have flattered me."

"So, Bart, I really appreciate you being able to visit me."

"It should be. I'm on vacation now. Although it's not a long time, I have to find some place to walk after I come back. Otherwise, this vacation will feel a little imperfect."

"Shall I push you to go outside to relax?"

"OK."

Bart pushed Resna down the stairs and out into the yard.

"I want to hear your story, the experience of this time."

"Do you really want to hear it?"

"Yeah, didn't you say that if you go home every time you go on vacation, you won't get used to having nowhere to go, and you won't get used to it if you don't have anyone to tell you about your experience?"

"Want to hear about my mission experience?"

"No, I want to hear about your teammates. I can feel that you get along well with your teammates. This makes me curious. In my impression, Bart is not a person who likes to make friends Woolen cloth?"

"Actually, that's not the case. I just didn't grow up before. When I was young, I didn't like to be in contact with people, and I didn't like to be courteous. Perhaps, the children of our knights all have this problem.

After getting along with my teammates this time, I found that I am not the quietest, but I can be regarded as a more lively and cheerful group of people. "

"I admire you very much, Bart, really. Although I know it's not appropriate to say such things now."

"I know."

"I'm happy for you, Bart."

"I will come to see you every time I come back from a mission in the future. We will always be friends."

"Yes, we are."

Philomena stood in front of an open space, stretched out her hand, and a dilapidated villa appeared on the open space in front of her.

"well."

Philomena sighed and walked in. Pushing open the dilapidated entrance door, Mrs. Fisher was sitting on the sofa in the living room, knitting a sweater. At her feet, lay "her" son, her father.

"came back."

"Well, I'm back."

"sit."

Philomena sat down on the sofa in front of Mrs. Fisher.

"Tell me."

Philomena recounted her mission experience.

"It's very interesting." Mrs. Fisher looked at Philomena, "My granddaughter, in this mission, is really desperate."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"I didn't do anything wrong, you did the right thing, but that Karen does have something, I can feel from your narration that his accumulation is really too deep."

"Yes."

"If you fight him formally and desperately, you will definitely die, unless you choose to sneak attack."

"Yes.

"It seems that you have thought about it too?"

"Of course, grandma, you taught me that when you see a strong man, the first thing you should think about is how to defeat him, no matter what method you use."

"Because only in this way can progress be made."

"I see."

"How about that kid from Guman's family?"

"Some special abilities, generally in this team, are very common."

"Anymore?"

"Grandma, what else do you want to know?

"Is the relationship between Karen and Guman's family good?"

"I don't see how good it is. He should just have a good relationship with Richard. However, he didn't take advantage of Richard's family."

Mrs. Fisher nodded, shook her neck slightly, and said, "Okay, that's it."

"Can I go upstairs to rest?"

"Go."

Philomena stood up and went upstairs.

Mrs. Fisher stepped on the face of her son lying on the floor. There was no anger on the man's face. Instead, he stuck out his tongue and licked the sole of his mother's boot.

“Philomena is looking more and more like my younger self now.”

The man who was licking the soles of his boots froze for a moment,

Then keep licking.

Mrs Fisher closed her eyes,

Said with emotion:

"I had a dream last night, in the dream I was still very young, and he was also very young.

I want to catch that dream,

But the dream is broken, but I am not disappointed at all, because I know that it will not be long before I will actually have it. "

Philomena undressed, went into the bathroom, and took a long shower under the shower.

Then he walked out without wiping or putting on any clothes, and went directly to the bed in his bedroom and lay down.

The wet water began to soak the sheets gradually, like a bright red that was constantly spreading around.

She closed her eyes.

tired,

wake up.

She opened her eyes, and she was lying in a wooden house.

Standing up, she walked to the window and looked outside, her parents were tidying up the vegetable garden.

she laughed.

If reality is nightmare and dream is beauty, why not reverse it?

She remembered what the captain said to her: Sometimes it is not necessarily good for her to blindly make people sober and recognize reality.

Philomena went to the wooden dining table and sat down, picked up a piece of croissant on it, and took a bite.

then bow your head,

Looking at Mrs. Fisher crawling out from under the table, Grandma was rubbing her cheek against her pant leg.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked grandma's cheek,

laughed:

"My father said that I look a lot like my mother when he was young."

Mrs. Fisher smiled.

Philomena smacked her grandma's cheek lightly, and Mrs Fisher enjoyed it.

"Grandma, you have always taught me that dreams and reality can be reversed, but I knew from the beginning that you yourself are not reversed."

Philomena looked towards the yard outside the window, where there was a fruit tree, the fruit on the tree was still green.

"Grandma, I know that you are waiting for me to mature, and then pick me up. At that time, my dream will become your reality."

Philomena lowered her head and looked at her grandma again:

"I'm waiting for myself to mature, and I'm waiting for you to grow older.

I am waiting for your withering, waiting for your rot, waiting for you to blend into the soil after landing and become my nourishment, so that I can grow faster and taller.

grandmother,

This maybe,

It's what you always say, being cursed by that person.

We Fisher family ~www.mtlnovel.com~ will come to an end in cannibalism. "

outside,

Men and women are still busy.

The woman said: "My daughter is growing up, I think I should go to the market to add some meat to her."

The man wiped the sweat off his face, put the **** on the ground, supported the **** pole, glanced at the wooden house, and said with a smile:

"Wait a while."

"After a while?" The woman was a little puzzled.

"Yes, in a while."

"Going to the market in a while?"

"Kill the old dog at home and make up for my daughter."

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