Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 339 Extra Story: The Past - Lianzhu-01
The sky in January is gray.

The fluffy snow that fell from the sky lost its original pure whiteness, and was also covered with a layer of dust.

On the street, a truck was parked behind the shop on the corner of the street, and the driver and porter were repeating the unloading work.

In the opposite alley, there is a black-haired boy staring straight at their goods like a hungry wolf...

The person who unloaded the goods probably staggered a bit, tilted his body, and the bag of bread in the box suddenly fell to the ground, and before he had time to pick up the things in his hand——

The black-haired boy suddenly sprang out of the alley like the wind, like a seasoned jungle hunter, and 'snatched' the bread that fell on the ground with his hands in the blink of an eye.

"Where did you come from, little bastard!"

The person who unloaded the cargo was stunned for a moment, then started cursing, and wanted to put down his things and chase after him, but the driver stopped him with his hand: "Forget it, it's like this in Hiroshima now, it must be a child in the restricted zone...don't be as knowledgeable as them."

As soon as he heard the word 'restricted area', the carrier's expression changed, and he didn't speak any more. He looked at the direction the boy was leaving with fear, and continued to do his job.

……

The dark-haired boy ran wildly on the snow with his bare feet.

He tightly held the bag of bread he had picked up in his hand, and his joy was beyond words.

After crossing several complete streets, he plunged into the 'restricted area' where no one entered at all...

There is not much difference between here and outside: the ground is covered with snow, but the buildings here have not been rebuilt after being abandoned.

But as a shelter, here is more than enough.

however……

When he was less than 20 meters away from his home, the black-haired boy was stunned:

His 'house door' was open, and a silver figure could clearly be seen swaying in it, and a small hand was holding the other's sleeve.

Immediately, a wave of hostility rushed to the boy's forehead, and immediately rushed up with a roar:

"what are you doing!"

He took three steps and two steps at a time, and when he came to the door of the house, he threw the bag of bread at the door and planned to kill the people in the house.

However, when he just wanted to do it, what he saw made him a little dumbfounded:

Probably hearing his shout, the silver-haired figure in the room turned around slowly—it was also a boy who looked similar to him in age, except that the pair of dark green eyes were full of energy, and it was a black-haired boy Never seen before.

Seeing him, the silver-haired boy heaved a sigh of relief, "You are him, the elder brother they...are talking about...ah!"

It wasn't until he let out a scream that the black-haired boy came to his senses.

The opponent is holding a small brown-haired ball in his hand, his face has not yet opened, and he is sleeping soundly; the left side is pulling a big pink-haired ball, giggling, and grabbing his silver hair desperately with one hand; the right arm is also Hugged by a big ball of white hair, this little white-haired guy is also persistently trying to grab a handful of silver hairs...

The most terrible thing is that the one pink and one white on the left and right are not much different from the silver-haired boy's physique, and each has a small hand on his face, not to mention how uncomfortable it is...

Seeing that the other party was not malicious, the black-haired boy hesitated for a moment, walked over and pulled away the two boys who were younger than them on the left and right.

"Brother! You're back~" The white-haired dumpling noticed him only after being pulled away, and cried out happily, resolutely forgetting the bunch of silver hair that he was thinking about, and threw himself on the black-haired boy.

"elder brother!"

The other furball had the same reaction, but climbed up the black-haired boy's back.

Now, it's the turn of the black-haired boy to be the tree for the little koalas.

He and the silver-haired boy looked at each other for a while, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

"...What are you going to do?" The black-haired boy still had vigilance in his eyes, and he asked aloud while pulling away his two younger brothers.

During this process, his eyes were fixed on the child held by the silver-haired boy.

The silver-haired boy blinked, showing a sunny smile that the black-haired boy had never seen on outsiders:
"I, I'm just... just passing by, just passing by~ Well, I'm going to see a doctor by the way."

As he said so, he gently placed the child in his hand on the wooden board covered with blankets.

This movement eased the black-haired boy's cold face a lot, he walked to the side of the wooden bed with two balls, one pink and one white, protecting the child on the bed, with curiosity in his eyes: "You know how to see a doctor? "

The silver-haired boy scratched his head: "Ah... yes, yes, but it's a little troublesome for you guys to treat."

"……you are a doctor?"

"...Ah, shouldn't it be?"

"..."

The black-haired boy stared at each other closely, and the more he looked at him, the more suspicious he became, and the muscles all over his body gradually tensed up again, showing a completely aggressive posture.

Seeing this, the silver-haired boy showed a trace of helplessness in his dark green eyes, raised his shoulders, and walked out of the opponent's 'home' backwards.

When he reached the door, he conveniently threw the bread bag back to the other party:
"I see that you have been hungry for a long time, eat something first... I will come as soon as I go, you stand here and don't move around!"

After all, he ran away without waiting for the black-haired boy to react—he was also barefoot, pressing another row of footprints on the gray snow.

Looking at his leaving back, the black-haired boy was a little dazed, looked at the big bag of bread in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and closed the door forcefully.

——This 'home' is actually a small shed built with wooden boards.

It's just that this shed is quite solid, and there are various wood and grass materials inside to keep warm, plus blankets and thin quilts, it is really suitable for living.

As for the real 'house'... these children simply can't compete with those adults.

After locking the wooden door, the black-haired boy heaved a sigh of relief.

He opened the bread bag, took out two slices of bread and distributed them to the two little ones, one flour and one white, and then took out another piece, poured some water from the tin can into the wooden bowl next to it, and put A few pieces of bread were torn off, soaked in water, and kneaded into bread batter. Then, the wooden bowl was placed on an iron plate, and the flint was used to light the haystack under the iron plate.

There was some warmth in the cold shed.

After finishing all this, the black-haired boy stood up, turned his head to look at the two younger brothers who were devouring the bread, went over and touched their big heads, and said in a helpless tone, "Why do you just let people in?"

"Oh, oh... because my brother, that brother just now, coaxed Saburo to sleep." The white-haired boy sat on the bed and swayed his legs, opening his big round eyes, which were full of light red. It's naive.

On the other side, the little boy with pink hair nodded desperately while biting the bread, "Yes, yes, Saburo has been crying, and that big brother will come over, and Saburo will stop crying!"

The color of his pupils was darker than that of the white-haired boy, and looked a little purple.

The two of them were bigger than the brunette boy sleeping soundly on the bed, but smaller than the black-haired boy, and their expressions were not very complete.

But the black-haired boy understood the whole story as soon as he heard it, and immediately put on a straight face: "You took Saburo out to play again?"

Sensing the severity in his tone, the two who were gnawing on the bread stopped their movements immediately, shrinking their heads in fear.

This action clearly explained the problem.

The black-haired boy directly hammered the heads of the two younger brothers: "What a nonsense! Saburo is not in good health, didn't you ask you not to take him out?"

The two bags that were knocked on the head suddenly turned into crying bags:
"Brother, I was wrong... Can I not start in the future?" Fenmao Tuanzi felt aggrieved, and gnawed on the bread while 'QAQ'
The black-haired boy still had a straight face: "If you are disobedient, you will still hit me."

"Hmm, brother." The white-haired dumpling rolled his eyes and pointed to the boiling bread batter over there, "It's smoking~"

The black-haired boy turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that the small bowl of bread batter was already smoking.

He hurriedly took a stone slab and pressed it on the burning haystack, put out the fire, then took a bowl and put it to his mouth, tasted it, tested the temperature, and then went to the slab bed and called the brown-haired little dumpling , carefully fed him the batter.

Seeing the black-haired boy's attention diverted, the two little ones on the other side, one pink and one white, both heaved a sigh of relief, and continued to be busy with their eating business.

(End of this chapter)