Candy Wizard and Travel

Well, actually I just wanted to join in the fun.

There are seven people in this castle, and they can only make out one pair of living parents, both of whom belong to Irena.

It doesn't matter, Fran has a lot of paper knowledge.

Just like people who have never been in love are always willing to give advice to their friends.

"Would you like to try to express your mood more? Start with something simple, like this: The weather is nice today, do you like it? Are you satisfied with the taste of the food? How do you feel about being with friends?"

"I……"

Connie looked hesitant.

Fran frowned slightly, "Weren't you very skillful when teaching students? Why are you such a mother-in-law now? I would like to ask, except for casual exchanges and instructions, how long do you spend with the children?"

After thinking for a moment, she raised a finger.

An hour, simply calculated, it only lasts for three meals. Even for children, it is still a bit reluctant to get to know each other in such a short time.

"An hour is too short anyway..."

"10 minutes."

"what?"

The Frost-covered Witch reiterated.

"It's 10 minutes."

Fran leaned down helplessly and leaned on the sofa nearby, holding her head in one hand and holding a snack in the other hand.

"No, Teacher Connie, what can I say in 10 minutes? Today's clothes are very beautiful, be careful not to be hit by the broom when you go out, be careful when going out when the weather is bad... Xiao Xidi will still nag me for a long time before going out. .”

"This is exactly what troubles me. The relationship between mother and daughter is still different from that between teacher and student. Teacher Fran, you will understand this... in the future."

Even when she was distressed, Connie still knew what not to say and changed the topic in time.

Fran blushed slightly.

"It's too early, it's too early. Let's continue talking about your problem. Anyway, let's do it step by step. You understand this truth without saying it. Will you die if you say two more sentences every day? You are so good at criticizing other teachers. "

"They say things are different now, and it's not that easy to express."

"It is indeed difficult, but you must move forward first. Do you want your children to muster up courage first? Listen to me, as long as you start to break the ice, everything will be fine, and the children will slowly get used to communicating with you.

The eldest daughter can relax and take her princess wife home, the second daughter doesn’t have to put on a smile and pretend to be sensible all day long, and the younger daughter will sit on your lap with a smile and act coquettishly with you..."

For the witch who now lacks strength, wealth, and fame, the fantasy of family described by Fran is very attractive.

"Communication and...getting used to it?"

"Yes, this is my experience."

Fran would not have thought that she was the one who opened the door first - even though Xi Di had laid the groundwork for a long time before that.

Human beings invented language to communicate more conveniently and convey their moods more accurately. It would be very sad if there is still a gap between people in the same room.

"It's easy once you get used to it. Let me show you."

With that said, Fran greeted the disciple who brought tea.

"Little Hidi."

"what."

"I love you."

Xidi stumbled, but fortunately he reacted quickly and freed up a hand to hold on to the sofa in time. His face turned red as if he had been drizzled with black tea. He stood firm and pressed the bangs on his right eye that fell to one side in panic. , trying to maintain calm.

"Have you done anything bad again?"

"I'm discussing communication with Teacher Connie. Once you get used to it, you can easily do it to this level."

"No, I can't do it."

Xidi's courage and emotions need to be brewed, and it is difficult for him to deliberately express them when outsiders are present.

The disciple's lack of cooperation made Fran pouted, "Please cooperate, wasn't Xiao Xidi very proactive in the past?"

"The situation is different..."

Xidi came over and added black tea and snacks to the two of them, whispering.

Seeing that Connie opposite was about to fall into chaos, the vaccination she had just received had to be effective. Fran grabbed her disciple and held her in her arms.

"Say you love me quickly. Little Xidi loves his teacher."

"Teacher, this..."

Her lips gently touched the corner of the disciple's eyes, so warm that it made people think they were crying.

"Yes, I love you, Teacher Fran."

Like the peach blossoms falling in March on her face, Xidi picked up the plate to cover her face and walked out of the room with messy steps.

"Look," Fran rubbed her cheeks, which were also flushed, and swollen her face to look fat, "It's very simple, right?"

Connie was holding black tea and the chocolate bar in her mouth was about to fall.

Even though I haven't eaten it yet, I feel it's sweet enough.

"Actually," she rubbed her brows and calmed down as she recalled, "there was a discussion in the college about the dean and the vice dean. The more popular topic was, when will you two get married? Guess the most popular one? What are the options?”

"How would I know?" Fran chewed snacks to hide her mood.

"It's always been 'tomorrow'."

……

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Both parties involved in the discussion are parents, but my father doesn't come back a few times a year. My mother talks for 10 minutes a day, and more than half of it is about work and study.

The other side is relatively simple. The three people can add up to about forty pounds (about 18 kilograms). The parents, well, it belongs to Nino and Ke Lei, because the cremation with magic will be more complete, and each of the parents will get ten pounds. Come on, Priscilla said she didn't remember those two people, and she didn't know where they were. Maybe they were eaten by monsters and turned into feces, which was difficult to calculate.

Therefore, after Millie said something like "Mom has been acting very serious and wants to understand her mood and enhance the relationship", everyone's reactions were mixed.

Nino: "Have a good relationship? Mom..."

Ke Lei: "Teacher Connie is already great."

Priscilla: "What is a mother?"

……

ps. In the setting of this book, Nino's mother poisoned her biological father to death and was arrested, hanged, and cremated as a dragon by the association. ,

Correia Noel, in the original work, her mother pushed her sister, who was not very talented in magic, off the floating island. She pushed her directly from the sky out of disappointment, and everyone in the motherland had to stand aside.

Priscilla, it seems that her parents have not been mentioned in the original work so far, and are temporarily set to be missing.

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Compared with the other side, the experience of the three little ones can be said to be too complicated to be evaluated.

At least Fran's parents just threw her into the trash can. Xi Di learned that dragons can reproduce parthenogenetically when inheriting power. She must have met her biological mother a few times, the white-haired lady. He has been blessing him to this day.

There are only three people here...

Therefore, when Milly expressed her troubles and hoped that her friends would provide suggestions, the response she received was not what she expected.

"Mom...just listen to mom, right? Teacher Connie is a good person and won't sell you out."

"Eh? Sell it?"

Milly blinked in confusion.

"Yes," Ke Lei said with deep sympathy, "You are so talented and haven't been thrown out yet. If you want to improve your relationship... work harder to learn magic?"

"what?"

What is this saying?

"I grew up in an orphanage in my hometown. I can't answer this question. If you ask, I have a bottle of charm potion here. It has a very good effect on improving your favorability."

Priscilla took out a bottle of pink medicine and handed it over.

This poor, inexperienced little girl is about to freeze in place.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a truly reliable person came back.

"This castle is too big, I think. The rooms in the main castle can accommodate 20 people. If you squeeze it in, it won't be a problem to squeeze 200 people around. Are you preparing for war?"

"This style is from more than 100 years ago. If you look at the patterns, you might have actually experienced it."

Two girls with similar looks, one big and one small, talked and opened the door here.

The castle was too empty. In order to add a sense of life, many rooms were freed up during this period and used as libraries, storage rooms, study rooms, activity rooms...the rooms were used almost extravagantly.

Irena saw her senior brother chatting with someone, so she came up to find Nino and the others.

"Ah, it's little Millie, good morning."

"Yes!"

The little girl, who had just been infected by the environment and fell into a depressed state, stood up and responded loudly when she saw the teacher who liked the subject.

"Hello, Teacher Irena, and this...are you the teacher's sister?"

"Hello, my name is Elaine, and I am-"

Miss Broom originally wanted to answer honestly, but her life during this period was too ordinary, which made her feel a little boring. She wanted to change it up, so she curled up her lips and said something that was misleading.

"As for the relationship, it's actually closer to mother and daughter."

"Huh? Mother and daughter?"

"correct."

"You you you... she she she..."

The little girl stuttered when she spoke. She remembered that her mother mentioned that Teacher Irena was only 20 years old, and the Miss Elaine in front of her was only ten years old...

The book says that the most suitable age for childbearing is twelve to sixteen. If she were a witch, would she be able to use powerful means... No, no, no, was Teacher Irena a witch ten years ago?

The extremely impactful information flooded her mind, and her ability to think logically was gone. She had to calculate the addition and subtraction of 20-10=10 more than a dozen times.

Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do... Punishment or not... Would a 20-year-old witch be a ten-year-old witch ten years ago?Born by a witch mother...

This time it's really going to go down.

"Ha, that's a good joke," Irena laughed, "I'll tell it to my senior brother later. If that's the case, he's still your father."

The three people who were mentally abnormal and had been abnormally assimilated laughed. Milly was a little scared and pinched the corner of her clothes. She didn't know what was so funny, but in order to fit in with the group, she still forced out an awkward smile.

After a series of blows, she felt that being unable to talk to her mother was somehow childish, just like when her eldest sister got married a few years ago, she was still thinking about when her sister would come back to play.

There is a deep generation gap between us.

At the same time, she felt happy to know the unknown side of her friends.

In addition, when I get back, I can find a topic to talk to my mother and talk about Nino and their stories.

These little thoughts were not noticed by anyone. Irena sat down and drank tea, listening to Nino talk about the child's troubles.

Nino is a good child. She knows that she can't help, but Miss Irena should be able to. She has a mother and even a father, both of whom are alive.

"Have a good relationship with mom..."

Irena's heart skipped a beat.

She doesn't know how to do this. She and her mother have been close friends since they were little. She can count on one hand the number of times her mother was angry, but she only felt it when she clicked on the attic one time. How could she have a good relationship or something? Will you know?

Before meeting her senior brother, the person who cared for her the most in the world was of course her mother. She always cleaned her clothes and prepared food for her gently and considerately, and even recommended different styles of clothes according to the mood of the adolescent girl. Mothers are not the only ones in the world who are good. But among the best people there must be mothers.

Although, but, although still, so and so...Miss Irena still doesn't know how to have a good relationship with her mother. Just like when she helped her senior brother teach Saya magic, some things are as natural as breathing, and she taught him how to drink water. Come on, breathing really can’t be taught.

Facing the longing and expectant eyes of the girl across from her, Irena, who had the burden of her image, could no longer say "can't do it".

Looking at this wonderful scene, the corners of Miss Broom's lips curled up quietly.

During this period, I will have a chance to chat with my brother in the evening.

"Don't worry! It's very simple to build a good relationship with mom. Of course I'm familiar with it! When I'm at home, I'm mom's little cotton-padded jacket. I talk to mom endlessly and can whisper in bed until I fall asleep in the middle of the night."

These words are not all false. What is more false is sleeping with her mother. Irena knows that her mother will definitely find various reasons to test the limits of her shame. Isn't this torture-like stimulation in the middle of the night?