How Can a Woman Have Fun in Farming?

Since bringing income to the family, the gloom caused by Sam's broken leg has also disappeared.

After a day of work, chatting and bragging with the workers who placed the goods, the whole person became more and more relaxed.

And his son is probably because he is too full, and now he always makes some weird things out.

Sam is also thinking about whether to drag his son to the unloading team to grab business. After all, he is 11 years old. According to the past customs, in another year, he needs to go into the forest to become a hunter .

"Aren't you making money all the time now?"

"Every time we exchange all the money for rice, we simply can't eat it."

The little boy rubbed his head, complaining to his father.

"The rice that Ike's family has been hiding in the hole has germinated, and it can't be eaten if it's not done properly. It has to be wasted."

Kevin obviously didn't understand his father's behavior of exchanging all his money for storage.

"What do you know?" He snorted coldly at his son, without further explanation.

Sam took off his shoes and sat on the warm kang.

The warmth from his lower body made him heave a sigh of relief, but then he frowned again.

"Kevin, are you putting more wood in the stove again?"

"Now I go to the entrance of the town every day, but I don't have time to chop wood. The wood sold by Joel next door is getting more and more expensive."

"I shouldn't have agreed with you to build this thing back then."

"There is no other effect except to be warmer, and so much money is needed to buy wood."

Sam sat on the kang and turned his head to look at his son beside him, teaching him a lesson.

"Dad, James's next door, let me help make a fire pit at home tomorrow, and promise me 10 copper nars."

He watched his father speak.

There is a little smug expression between the words.

Since the merchant's visit, the idle children in the town no longer restrained themselves, and began to search for various things left by the witch or the half-elf, and Kevin was one of them.

"?!"

Sam, who was squinting to enjoy the fire pit, looked up sharply at his son.

"How many did you say?"

Considering the scarcity of the caravan, he only got 30 Copper Gnar at most in a month.

"Does their family have so much money?"

Sam looked at his son and asked.

Then, little Kevin's originally high-spirited complexion became gloomy.

"..."

The boy looked at his father silently.

And the middle-aged man who was still aggressive at first, saw his son's expression, and his whole body quickly became sluggish.

There have long been rumors in the town that those who did not go to Carl's shop at the beginning got better jobs, with a minimum of 100 copper nars per month.

In the past, they were not obliged to take in dangerous witches.

And now, the witch is also not obliged to give them better jobs and income.

"Since you know how to do it, Kevin, go make money tomorrow."

After being silent for a while, Sam sighed and spoke.

And when the father and son fell into a certain atmosphere.

Suddenly, a voice resounded in the air.

"I smell the negative smell against half-demons."

A mass of orange-red flames began to condense around them, and gradually gathered into a steed purely made of flames.

A majestic and subconsciously fearful momentum emanated from him.

Sam pressed his son and lowered his head, silently waiting for the words of the unknown being.

"You are detesting half-demons."

The small room was filled with a magnificent momentum.

The horse-shaped figure that seemed to be burning looked at the two humans with their heads bowed below,

"My name is Melaquique the Mediator, and I act to maintain the balance of the world. "

"A half-demon will become a witch, and a half-demon will inevitably bring disaster."

"I can give you strength."

"As long as you kill the half-demon, everything will return to balance."

Accompanied by a magnificent sound.

The white flames surrounding the orange-red flaming white horse began to tremble.

And the subconscious fear also enveloped the whole body of the two humans below, so that they couldn't even look up.

……

I don't know how long ago.

The coercion hanging over the head gradually disappeared.

Sam and his son Kevin slowly raised their heads.

The figures of flames in the shape of horses around him had disappeared.

In front of them, only a red dagger shines brightly.

……

Night covered the land.

After Anastasia and Mimi finished their discussion and had a meal, they were sent to Lu Yuan's newly built guest room.

Lu Yuan, Emilia, and Parker were after the banquet.

Started eating dinner again.

It is obvious that during business negotiations, one does not have enough to eat at all.

The aroma of rice wafts through the air.

Today's main course is very soulless, fish-flavored shredded pork and steamed fish made by "simplified process".

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep

The ring-shaped transmitter still vibrates rapidly and rhythmically to make a sound.

"So when Emilia is face to face, she still uses this thing to talk, don't you think it's weird?"

At the dinner table, Lu Yuan made complaints about Emilia who kept using her hands and pressing the communicator to send messages.

At this time, whether it was Parker, Lu Yuan, Alice, or Werther, they were equipped with their own communicators.

Parker strung together a rope and hung it on his chest, while Lu Yuan, Alice and Werther put it in their respective pockets.

"Yes, is there?"

Withdrawing her hand from the communicator, Emilia raised her head and looked at the people around with some embarrassment.

"Not only yes, but very much."

"I don't understand this kind of behavior of asking me to lose your magic power for you while sending me a message."

Lu Yuan complained again.

"..."

The silver-haired girl was silent, her cheeks flushed slightly.

"I just think it's fun to communicate this way."

"There is also such a message sent in the past, only your own people can understand it, isn't it very reassuring?"

"It's kind of like whispering."

The silver-haired girl explained her behavior in this way, but her voice subconsciously lowered as she spoke.

And listening to his explanation, Xiao Wei Te on the side couldn't help showing a thoughtful expression on her face.

A way of communication that only your own people can understand sounds particularly attractive.

Lu Yuan: "..."

"Although I'm a little embarrassed, I didn't understand a word of what you sent Emilia just now."

"This kind of thing is not compared with the table, how can someone understand it directly."

Lu Yuan watched Emilia make routine complaints.

"Huh? Don't you understand?"

What she invented was obviously the simplest words.

Listening to Lu Yuan's words, the silver-haired girl looked at the surrounding people in a daze.

What I got was very unified nods from Lu Yuan, Alice and Werther.

Especially a certain Werther who just approved of Emilia, although his expression didn't change much at this time, his eyes were full of "almost fooled by you" when he looked at Emilia mean.

"So none of you can."

"As long as you try to learn this kind of thing, you will learn it as soon as you learn it."

On the side, Parker, who was suspended in the air, spoke proudly to the surrounding people, especially Lu Yuan.

In terms of thinking speed alone, Parker, who is the most powerful, is the fastest among them. On the basis of mastering the rules, he can translate the Morse code very quickly.

"Parker, you are not human, so don't talk."

Lu Yuan looked at Parker, who was winking at him, and complained like a counterattack.