Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes Chapter 44

　　"The legend I want to tell is related to the nine-flowered bellflower.

　　 It's a pity that the specific content of this legend has been lost, and all I know is the end of the legend-that was what my grandma told me. "

　　 The old woman squinted her gray eyes and smiled as she recalled the past year. The little boy also put down the straw in his hand and listened wholeheartedly to the story of the old man.

　　 In the legend, the bellflower with nine 'wind chimes' is a symbol of luck. As long as you can find nine blue bellflowers, you will get happiness and longevity!

However, because the nine bellflowers cannot be found, people usually use bluebells dried in the sun as a substitute, and weave it with the mangul tree fruit into a woven wind chime to pray for good luck in the year. . "

　　 Fiona widened her blue eyes as she heard it, and asked the old woman curiously.

　　 "Old lady, have you ever found a bellflower with nine wind chimes?"

　　 "The bellflower of nine wind chimes..."

　　 It seems that some memories have been touched by Fiona's question. A happy smile appeared on the old woman's face, and her voice couldn't help becoming a little hoarse.

　　 "Old lady, I have made up straws for a lifetime, but I only saw it once when I was young!"

　　 "Did you know? Little girl, in fact, we were not originally residents of Kallas, but from a small mountain village dozens of kilometers away.

　　In an animal wave, our village was destroyed by the animal wave. As a last resort, my husband and I came to Karlras with three children.

　　 In order to make a living, my husband chose to become a glorious city guard.

　　 I picked up the straw weaving craft I learned from my grandmother again, made up some small things in my spare time in housework, and then took the finished product to the market to exchange for money to support the family.

　　 During that short period of time, I had a hard time, but that was the happiest period when I was young.

　　Good things are always very fragile. In a Warcraft invasion three years later, my husband was torn open by a wind wolf.

　　 As compensation, we obtained the status of an official resident of Kallas and a residence in the Lower City.

　　 Although I lost him, life continues, and the children still need my care. But my straw weaving skills were not good at that time, and my daily income was not much, which was not enough for my daily needs.

　　 For a long time, the whole family could only eat two meals a day, and the eldest daughter had to go out and do some odd jobs to subsidize the family..."

　　 At this point, the old woman sighed and then continued.

　　 "On the afternoon of the golden moon that year, I was holding the scorching sun and gathering forage in the wilderness outside the city.

　　 The sky, which was originally very clear, became overcast in a few minutes. Soon, the pouring rain began to crash.

　　 I had to wear a grass basket over my head and ran towards the small hill where the bushes grew, hoping to find shelter from the rain.

　　 But due to running too fast, I tripped over a stone and fell heavily into the mud. The clothes were covered with mud, the cold rain drenched the whole body, and the grass in the basket was spilled all over the floor.

　　 For a moment, I really wanted to just lie on the ground like this and never get up again—

　　 But, I can't do that. The three daughters are still waiting for me at home.

　　 I gritted my teeth and got up, braved the heavy rain, and put the scattered grass into the basket little by little. Fortunately, the torrential rain came and went quickly, and the sun soon showed its head from the clouds again.

　　On the way back, I passed by a large rock. At this time, something gleaming attracted me. "

　　 said, the tone of the old woman's narration began to rise.

　　 "In the crevice of that rock, I saw it—

　　 The emerald green stem is like a gem, with crystal drops of water shining on it. The white flowers hang down from the stem, swaying in the wind like a real wind chime.

　　 I remember that scene very clearly—

　　 There are exactly nine flowers, one is not many, one is quite a few!

　　 At that time, I rushed home in a hurry, didn't think too much, just thought the grass was very eye-catching.

　　I didn't think of this legend again until the Frost and Fall of the Moon when I sorted out my grandma's relics, but the grass had withered and withered long ago.

　　 In the second year of Feiyuyue, I went there again, but this time, its number of flowers was the normal twelve. "

　　 "I often regret that time. If I remembered that legend, I would definitely take it off. It should be able to sell a lot of money, and it can improve our family's conditions.

　　 But later, my craftsmanship of straw weaving improved again, and the number of people buying gradually increased, and living conditions gradually improved.

　　 And, in the annual professional talent test, my second daughter and youngest daughter have also successively detected the professional talents.

　　 Although not high, it has already reached the level of entering a professional academy. The eldest daughter also married a good husband and lived a very happy life. "

　　 At this point, the old man raised his face, his smiling eyes narrowed. In the depths of the continuous wrinkles, there is an extremely deep and peaceful satisfaction.

　　 "Thinking about it now, this ending is also good. Although I didn't pick it, I found it after all—"

　　 While talking, the old woman seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and looked at the two again, with a trace of apology in her eyes.

　　 "Sorry, two little girls, it takes up so much of your time. As you grow old, it becomes easy to be verbose..."

　　 "No, old lady, thank you for your story."

　　 After listening to the story, Fiona came back to her senses. When UU read www.uukanshu.com heard the old woman's words, she shook her head quickly, but she had already made a decision in her heart.

　　 She took the straw wind chime and motioned to Annie to pay.

　　 Then, she took the bunch of fruits back from Annie and smiled at the little boy who was sneaking at her. The thin hand in white gloves stuffed the bunch of fruit into his hand—she noticed the little boy's previous gaze.

　　 "Here, take it and eat it."

　　 Watching this scene, Annie hesitated to say something. Although she likes the kindness of the eldest lady very much, as Olivendi's little princess, after all, she shouldn't have too much intersection with commoners.

　　 In the end, Annie sighed and decided to pretend that she hadn't seen the act of losing her identity.

　　 After all, she is just a little half-elf maid.

　　 "Thank you sister..."

　　 Holding the bunch of fruits, the little boy's face was flushed and he seemed a little shy, and he quickly thanked Fiona.

　　 Fiona was taken aback, then chuckled, feeling fresh about being called a sister—she had never been called that before.

　　 "May the gods bless you, kind girl."

　　 The old woman also gave a thankful smile.

　　 Fiona smiled and nodded to the old man, and then took Annie out of the booth. Under the grateful watching of the two, the slender figures of the two young girls gradually sank into the dazzling sunlight at the other end of the alley.

　　 Far away, the voice of dialogue between the little boy and the old man came vaguely.

　　 "Grandma, my age will be enough next year. When the college adults come to test the talent, I will definitely pass the test and become a mage!

　　 That way, in the future, the straw weaving your grandma can really move, it will definitely sell well! "

　　 "Okay, little Roach, grandma, I must wait for that day—"

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