Brother Zhang bought a house, which is a three-bedroom house with a horizontal layout. There is also a small yard and a small shed dedicated to stacking firewood outside. They are both large and small.
When I bought it, the house was in dilapidated condition. It was said that no one had lived in it since the owner's grandmother passed away. It had been nearly twenty years ago. The price was cheap, but it needed to be renovated by myself.
But Brother Zhang is very hands-on. It only took him twenty-seven days to revitalize this small house. The exquisite small house and a colorful flower wall even attracted people from the town.
The painter painted a beautiful oil painting of his beloved daughter with his flower wall as the background.
Winter is coming soon. I heard that the country is at war with its neighboring countries, but the battlefield is too far away from this small seaside town, so the life here has not changed much. The people here still live slowly, and there is no such thing in the city.
It looked like they were slightly affected by the war, except that some young people put on military uniforms and left their hometown, not knowing whether they would be able to come back.
The only restaurant in the town closed down a few days ago. Brother Zhang has already negotiated the transfer with the boss. The store is currently being renovated, and it happens to be the snowing season.
When I woke up, the heavy snow outside had already made the town look like a bride in a wedding dress. A fireplace was also set up in Brother Zhang's house. On the fireplace were baking cookies made of flour, milk and red beans. In front of the fireplace
There was a cat curled up on the mat, sleeping and snoring.
Brother Zhang made himself a cup of black tea and stood at the window looking at the flower wall covered with white snow and the waves on the sea in the distance. It was very quiet outside. There was no industry in the town. In winter, everyone hid at home except for the stove.
Apart from the crackling of firewood inside, the only sound left was the rustle of falling snow outside.
The cat next to the stove woke up. She stretched her limbs, jumped up to the window sill in a lazy manner, squatted there and looked out the window, then turned around and went back to sleep.
Brother Zhang turned back to the fireplace and flipped some red bean biscuits. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. He got up and opened the door. Standing at the door was a postman with a hat covered with snow. The postman took something out of his bag.
He wrote a letter: "Sir, this is your contract, please check it."
The letter contained the deed for the transfer of Brother Zhang's house. He glanced at it and saw that there was no problem before nodding and signing. At this time, the postman said: "By the way, sir. There will be a Winter Veil Festival party in the town tomorrow, and there will be a few young people."
The lady wants to invite you to attend, and they said they would prepare a gift for you."
Brother Zhang nodded: "Okay, I will go."
"Then I'll take my leave."
The door was closed again, and when he turned his head, he found that the dead cat had woken up at some point and was lying on the armrest of the sofa looking at him: "Yo yo yo, young lady."
Brother Zhang stuffed the contract into her mouth: "Put it in the box."
Dahuang walked into the room with the letter in his mouth, and walked out after a while: "Someone wants to seduce you! But it's no wonder, who can withstand an abstinent nobleman like you? Alas... there will be more.
It’s sad.”
Brother Zhang took the snarky cat and put it in a drawer, and then let her curse inside without paying any attention to it.
But not long after, his door was knocked again. Brother Zhang curiously walked over and opened the door, only to see a familiar person standing at the door, someone else if it wasn't Jin Mei.
She stood there and tilted her head: "Aren't you welcome?"
Brother Zhang didn't say anything, he just turned around and made a way. Miss Jin walked in, pulled her suitcase, and then took the squeaking rhubarb out of the drawer.
"You have really good taste. This place looks like something out of a painting."
She took off her heavy coat: "You must not know what your exchange student is doing."
Brother Zhang asked curiously: "What are you doing?"
Everyone is also a guardian. It is normal for people to be called exchange students when they go to each other's world. However, it can be heard from Jin Mei's tone that that guy seems to have done something extraordinary.
"He was mediating the war between the three realms. The brave and invincible white elephant said that he did not know this person and launched a brazen attack on him."
"Pfft..." Dahuang spat out at that time: "Awesome, this has to be a white elephant, what next?"
"Then, why would such a question come out of your mouth? Little black cat, you are a high-level god. Don't you know what it means to attack a guardian rashly?"
"Well..." Dahuang was silent for a while, and then laughed so hard that he took off on the spot: "Hahahaha, I was blown away."
Miss Jin is also the type who doesn't like to talk a lot, so she just sat in Brother Zhang's rocking chair: "He has now begun to mediate and actively intervened in the war. After fighting for more than a year, he mediated in one day."
Brother Zhang walked out of the kitchen at this time, holding a cup of hot tea and a small cookie in his hand and placed them in front of Miss Jin: "What's the result?"
"The result? I don't know. I didn't wait for the result. It seemed like it was on the negotiating table. I didn't care too much about the specific result. It was boring over there, so I told him that I was coming to find you."
"Then what?"
"Then? Aren't you guardians all wishing machines? As long as the wishes do not violate the principles, they will be fulfilled, so I'm here." Miss Jin laughed: "The strongest being in the world has the best temper.
You guys are truly amazing as a group.”
This is not nonsense. Brother Zhang and his colleagues are all easy to talk to. Even other guardians may be easier to talk to than Brother Zhang because they don’t have other identities like Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang
They are allowed to fight, but the other guardians mediate without any pressure.
After getting to the negotiation table, it becomes a battle of IQs. At this stage, everyone is almost on the same level. In the end, it’s a matter of who gets the advantage. But there must be someone who loses out here.
They will suffer a loss. If there is no accident, it must be that they participated in the war and lost a large number of manpower for no reason and then were strongly mediated by the upper three realms. Because they entered the battlefield as aid, the final negotiation had nothing to do with them, and because of the
I have been grudged for a long time, and I am afraid that there will be a civil war in the upper three realms after I return.
But does Brother Zhang care about these things? He cares nothing. Now that he no longer has the position of Holy Lord, he doesn't care about anything anymore.
"I'm going to put my luggage first. Is there anything interesting here?"
Brother Zhang scratched his face and said, "I've booked a restaurant."
Miss Jin nodded and said, "That's fine. It's fun to cook delicious food with you here."
After she packed her things, the two of them went to the beach not far away and wandered around in this relatively unfamiliar place. Miss Jin asked: "Are you also responsible for some work here?"
"Well, we still have to do our job as guardians."
"Oh! I finally understand, you guys are switching areas just for the causation bug, right? The most terrifying word spirit skill won't be triggered anymore, right?"
"Um."
After getting the news, Miss Jin said thoughtfully: "Over there, are you really abandoning them?"
Brother Zhang smiled and patted the snowflakes on Miss Jin's hair: "They don't need me anymore."
It feels a little lonely to say this, but when you think about it, it seems to be true, and Brother Zhang should also pursue a small life that belongs only to himself. This is what he has always dreamed of, and he will not be relied on by too many people.
No one knows him.
"Okay, that's good. I won't go back either." Miss Jin stretched her waist and said, "The sad thing about immortality is that life is too long."
"By the way, have I told you that the technology of this world will always be stagnant, and it will always remain in the steam age."
"Why?"
"The rules of physics cannot be broken." Brother Zhang said with a smile: "So it is constant here."
"Oh...I don't understand."
"It doesn't matter, it won't affect anything."
Afterwards, Miss Jin naturally lived here, and they went to participate in the Winter Curtain Festival together, allowing the people in the town to see what true beauty is. In the spring, they packed up the shop together and opened a good restaurant.
Restaurant to eat.
Miss Jin’s hand-brewed coffee and Brother Zhang’s daily boutique menu have enriched life in the town. Their prices are not expensive, and can even be said to be very cost-effective. In addition, the taste is particularly good, but sometimes
When you are too busy, you need Dahuang to turn into a human form and come to help.
In the end, Dahuang became a real saleswoman, and some young men even picked up guitars and came over every day to play guitar and sing disgusting songs for Dahuang.
Life does not have too many ups and downs and no worries.
Oh... It's not like nothing at all. Brother Zhang will now worry about the creative menu every day. There are too many choices, but the menu can accommodate too little...
Instead of one person at the small counter, there were two people, and there was laughter and laughter when there was nothing to do. Brother Zhang even brought his favorite jukebox over, but the tracks inside changed into this world
A song that is widely sung by everyone.
In the autumn of the next year, the war on the front line ended, and the town became an important port of passage. There were gradually more and more merchants coming and going, and the size of the city also grew accordingly. Restaurants and hotels were springing up like mushrooms after a spring rain.
Came out.
The old customers were worried that this once only restaurant in the town would not be able to continue, but unexpectedly he didn't care at all. He didn't start a price war with other restaurants or make it cheaper for special reasons. He continued as usual every morning at nine
Click to open the door and end at 9pm.
There were bards and hawkers selling drinks in the tavern. Brother Zhang never chased them away and even prepared free drinks for them. The free orange-flavored sweet water became a favorite among children in the town.
A favorite among passing traders.
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This book will end tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and the new book will be released the morning after this book ends.
The new seeds have sprouted and everyone can enjoy the new flowers soon.