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221. A bag of gold coins

There is actually a plate of pickles for breakfast, which are young tree buds similar to toon tree buds that are kneaded with salt and then put into jars for storage. They taste very crisp and have a slightly sour musty taste, but they don't have a sour musty taste.

It's not bad to eat, especially when paired with chestnut porridge, it's a good side dish. Even Peter was holding a bowl of chestnut porridge and eating it with relish. Obviously, this kind of breakfast is not often eaten.

The square table is not too big. The two plates on the table are made of rough clay. Each person's rice bowl is an open wooden bowl. The wooden spoon used for eating is very rough. All the furnishings have a strong primitive atmosphere.

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Old Sheila sat opposite Suldak, her eyes swept across his face from time to time, and she seemed to still have some concerns about him.

Rita sat on the left side of Surdak, holding a wooden bowl with her head lowered, occasionally peeking in, her bright eyes full of curiosity.

Natasha held Peter and sat opposite Rita, lowering her head and saying nothing.

This was the first time that Suldak came here and formally had breakfast face to face with his family. He tried to control the speed of eating, thinking that it might be rude to finish it too early! But a simple bowl of gruel,

You can drink it all in one gulp, so there is no need to sit on a wooden bench and wait for others to finish.

Old Sheila glanced tenderly at Peter who was twisting in Natasha's arms, and said kindly to Peter:

"Peter, can you help grandma get a piece of cassava from the house?"

Peter nodded obediently, climbed down from Natasha's arms, and slipped into Sheila's bedroom.

Silla pushed Peter away, put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands, glanced at Suldak, and then said to Rita Natasha:

"He is a close friend that Dak made on the battlefield. He will live in our house from now on. However, we will not tell Peter his true identity for the time being. We will also call him Dak in private from now on."

"knew."

Rita and Natasha answered in unison.

It seems that old Sheila still has a lot of say in the family. She paused and said:

"I'll go to the village chief later and ask for some wooden boards. We have to repair the woodshed. The current situation of air leakage is not good. We should also open a window in the wall. If conditions permit, we can change our residence in the future.

This is the only condition our family has for the time being."

"Rita, you come with me." Sheila said to Rita.

"Yeah!" Rita replied, holding the wooden bowl and nodded.

It was like the chestnut rice porridge in the wooden bowl was so delicious that she couldn't bear to raise her head.

Her face is pure, her hair is golden, and her light blue eyes are like a quiet lake.

Sheila turned to Natasha on the other side and said: "Natasha, you stay at home to take care of Peter, and just tidy up the woodshed."

Surdak didn't know how to face Natasha. Although Natasha was still his wife in name, until now, he didn't understand Natasha at all. Natasha had even been deliberately avoiding her.

Surdak, but think about it, this is how he should be. With such an embarrassing identity, the two of them didn't know what to say when they greeted each other face to face...

"Okay." Natasha's voice was a little hoarse, which didn't match her fragile appearance. She was like an ostrich burying its head in the sand.

Old Sheila raised her head and looked directly at Suldak, trying to keep her voice calm and dignified, making her look more like the head of the family.

She said to Suldak: "Dak, go to the river bend and cut some red thatch and come back. The roof needs to be re-paved with a thick layer of red thatch. Otherwise, if it rains, this stone house will not leak at all."

Find a way to live in people."

‘It’s really time to repair it.’ Suldak thought in his heart as he looked at this simple stone house.

But then he remembered these things, which should be matters that men in this family should deal with, so he straightened his chest, put down the wooden bowl in his hand, and said to Sheila: "Sheila, I will go find the village chief, these things

Leave it all to me, I think... I will do a better job if you leave this kind of thing to me."

Seeing Suldak's calm face, Old Sheila thought for a moment and agreed to Suldak's proposal: "Okay..."

Old Sheila looked at Suldak across from her. His appearance coincided with her son's appearance in her memory again and again, which made Old Sheila feel a little confused.

"Come with me later, I have something to say to you." Old Sheila turned away from the dining table and returned to the room that was both a granary and a bedroom.

"..."

Surdak had already finished eating. When he heard what Old Sheila said, he immediately followed him.

At this time, little Peter ran out of the room staggeringly holding a cassava. Old Sheila was worried that Peter would fall, so she quickly rushed to hold him up, and then handed Peter into Natasha's arms.

Suldak came to Old Sheila's room. Old Sheila struggled to pull out the bag of gold coins from under the bed. She placed the gold coin bag in front of Suldak and said:

"Don't hide gold coins in the cassava pile in the future. I don't intend to help you save these things."

Suldak scratched his head in embarrassment. When he left these gold coins, he originally wanted to leave, so that he could at least provide some living security for Old Sheila's family, but now he is left behind.

, Surdak could only bite the bullet and said:

"These belong to Dak, he is in the army..."

But before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Old Sheila:

"You don't need to make up lies to deceive me. Little Dak can't have so much money. Although our family is a little poor, it's not ours and we won't take it."

Suldak felt that he should make up a more reasonable reason, so he said:

"This is what our second team obtained by hunting monsters together and killing evil spirits..."

Old Sheila took a deep look at Suldak, and the warning in her eyes was obvious. Although she was a country woman with little knowledge, it did not mean that she was a fool who could be deceived. Old Sheila said:

"If it's for the entire team, you have to find a way to distribute the money to their families."

Suldak felt that once he agreed, the hundreds of gold coins he had worked so hard to collect would be divided into thirteen parts. Although he did not mind providing some financial assistance to the other family members of the second team, this did not

It means that he is willing to divide such a large amount of gold coins equally, and he also has a little selfishness of his own.

"..."

"The money is your own, right?" Old Sheila stared at Suldak and asked seriously.

Suldak nodded, but he immediately said: "It belongs to me and Dak."

Seeing his persistence, the ice in Old Sheila's eyes finally melted a little bit, and Old Sheila couldn't help but ask: "Why are you willing to help us?"

"It was your son who dug me out from under the corpse of the evil spirit, and later led people to carry me to the military camp of the 57th Regiment. He took care of me in the military camp for three months. At that time, I listened to him talking to me all day long.

He said that he was about to retire, and when he retired, he would take me back to Hellanza with him regardless of whether I could get better or not. Later, I slowly got better, and we were waiting for him to retire and return to Hellanza.

For this reason, I didn’t even join the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment..."

Suldak had to recount those experiences again:

"...He was spotted by Baron Sidney by chance. He was promoted from an ordinary first-class soldier to squad leader, and later to squadron leader, and was awarded a knight officially canonized by the Green Empire. I just didn't expect it."

After listening to these stories attentively, old Sheila's eyes dimmed, probably thinking of her son. She blinked her old eyes and hid the tears. She said to Suldak: "Maybe you just treat us

I am curious about the life at home, but no matter what, I am very happy that you can come here to visit me. You don’t have to care about those promises, you should also have a life of your own..."

"I'll go to the village chief to discuss repairing the house." Suldak stood up quickly and said to old Sheila.

After saying that, he turned around and ran out...


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