Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

Feng Qingyu was a little impatient. She wanted to throw the things away and walk away. At least a dozen projects she had proposed were rejected, and she really didn't know what to do.

Yysy, this young lady is much harder to serve than Shi Huaiya. Missy just has a little temper and is occasionally a little willful, but it's not to the point of being annoying.

And this one...

"I'm sorry, Miss Feng. I know that what I did is very disappointing. But there are some things that I really can't do. I envy your carefree and free attitude."

Willow had an expression that said, "I have something to hide."

She is undoubtedly the standard template for a novel heroine, a young lady bound by rules and regulations, restricted very strictly by her father, not allowed to do anything, with all possibilities stifled. She is forcibly made into an image that is praised and loved by everyone, but not what she likes.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyu felt that she was a little pitiful. If she could choose the one she liked, she wouldn't be arranged to go on a blind date with him.

"I understand. This can't be rushed, take your time. Just watch from the side and I'll teach you how to fly it. I was too aggressive just now, so now it's my turn to apologize. Now let's forget everything and focus on the kite in my hand."

Feng Qingyu put the things on the lawn next to him, stood in an open space to determine the wind direction, and let out the kite string about two meters.

“The next step is the most important one.”

She grabbed the kite string and ran against the wind, slowly letting out the string. To ensure the viewing experience, Feng Qingyu only let out a few dozen meters of string.

If you let the kite fly too far, it will be difficult to control and you will also be unable to see it, which may cause trouble when you try to retrieve it.

During the whole process, Willow stared at the Vaifan kite intently, with light flashing in her eyes.

"How about it?"

"I like it very much. What a beautiful kite... I want to be like it."

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When it was Willow's turn to fly the kite, her movements became quite clumsy. Feng Qingyu patiently taught her how to release the string and run against the wind, going into detail about every step and personally demonstrating it several times.

After struggling for half an hour, she finally mastered the trick and made the kite fly in her hands and float in the sky illuminated by the setting sun.

Perhaps only in this brief moment can the girl bound by rules and regulations release her nature and embrace the person she once wanted to be.

"It's hard to deal with such a personality. She will be forced to marry an unknown noble and continue to live a life of bondage... She's like the heroine in a tragic novel. Sigh..."

Feng Qingyu felt that she was a bit pitiful.

The girls on Sargon's side are all very lively, and Vaifan himself is a brave and warlike race, and should be active on the battlefield.

Bagpipe is completely different from Miss Willow. She is innocent and lively, and she makes full use of her racial advantages. She is a rare and powerful warrior.

Her face is always filled with a happy smile, and people around her are also infected by her happiness.

Feng Qingyu wanted to help Willow, but didn't know where to start.

Recruiting people to Rhodes Island is a good choice, but they may not be interested. Being a guard of honor in Victoria is much more prestigious than being an operator.

"Forget it, there's no point in thinking so much. After all, I'm just an ordinary person. It's impossible for me to save everyone."

I could save Misha and Froststar, but I couldn't save Tallulah. It was discouraging enough to watch her leave.

Feng Qingyu leaned against the back of the bench, looking at the young lady running with a kite in the distance, and gradually lost in thought. By chance, an old woman selling groceries passed by with a basket. The goods sold in the basket were all common items, such as lighters, nail clippers, and key chains.

The old woman was an elderly Filipino woman, over seventy years old. Her gray skirt was very worn and patched.

She sold things nearby for a while, but no customers were interested in her stuff. Feng Qingyu just wanted to light a cigarette and needed a lighter. Seeing the ragged, hunchbacked old woman, he couldn't help but feel pity for her.

"Miss, come and see my things."

The old woman's cloudy eyes turned from dull to bright, because she felt that Feng Qingyu might need something from her. She saw the cigarette box and the cigarettes inside.

"These things are all made in our small workshop. They are cheap and better than those in stores."

There was still a lot left in the basket, and it looked like she hadn't sold anything today.

The items are really beautifully made, and they can be kept as souvenirs, or bought back and given to people in Rhode Island. Although the old woman spoke Victorian, she had a Tara accent.

Although they are Victorians, these Tara people live like beggars.

"Put everything down, I want it all."

Feng Qingyu stuffed a few banknotes into the old woman's hands. This money could buy many things in her hands.

"Miss...this is too much."

Feng Qingyu knew very well that the value of a piece of paper money was more than half the total price of the items in the basket.

"It doesn't matter. Folk crafts are worth the price. There is no need to belittle yourself. May the sun of Victoria shine on the people of Tara. (Tara language)"

"Thank you, generous lady, may the sun of Victoria bless you. (Tara)"

The old woman took the money and the empty basket, and the gloom on her face disappeared as she left. She told Feng Qingyu that the money was enough to support her granddaughter who was studying at university, and she could not express her gratitude in any way.

The troops stationed in Xiaoqiu County were causing trouble every other day, making it difficult for the people of Tara to live in peace. Her shop was smashed, so she had to sell her goods on the street.

"Well... another good thing done."

She lit her first cigarette of the day with a fine metal lighter. The Outcast could take her lighter and cigarettes, but she had other supplies.

Smoking in an open area with no one around should not affect others.

The afterglow of the setting sun was almost gone, and the day was coming to an end. The street lights on both sides of the road gradually lit up.

The last touch of golden light fell on Willow's hair. The fluttering golden hair was like a golden waterfall, taking away the color of everything around it.

Feng Qingyu stared in a daze, and it was not until the scalding hot cigarette butt fell on the back of his left hand that he realized he had been in a daze for too long.

Beautiful things easily attract attention, and she admitted that Miss Willow's beauty was one in a million in Victoria.

"The sun is about to set, it's time for dinner."

She saw the blond Vaifan walking towards her with a kite coil in his hand, but the kite had disappeared.

A novice kite flyer may fly too high when flying a kite for the first time, causing the kite string to break and the kite to fly away.

Kites are not expensive, so if you lose one, you can just buy another one.

Before the young lady started to apologize, Feng Qingyu immediately interrupted her.

"It's okay, don't apologize. If it flies away, it flies away. This proves that the kite string sold in this store is not strong enough. When I flew a flying dragon kite in Longmen before, the kite could fly three thousand meters without falling, and won the gold medal in the kite competition."

"Thank you... am I not able to do anything right? Whatever I want to do always ends up being a mess."

Willow dropped her eyes, feeling lost.

"No, you've done very well. Nothing can be done perfectly the first time. Failure is certainly a blow to your confidence, but if you really give up, then everything will be over. I'll teach you next time, don't lose heart."

After Feng Qingyu's encouragement, she managed to cheer up.

"Miss Feng, please let me treat you to dinner. I know there's a store nearby that has really good fries, they're cheap and the portions are big, one serving is enough for two people."

"I love French fries. Let's go now. I am indeed feeling hungry again."

"Well, I have a request." Willow pulled the hem of Feng Qingyu's coat and became shy.

"Might as well just say it."

"Please don't tell my father or anyone else about my kite-flying experience today, please..."

"Okay, I promise you."

Feng Qingyu never asked her why, and there were no conditions or costs for keeping the secret.

"Don't you want to know why?"

"You can tell me when you want to. I have no interest in prying into other people's privacy. Now it's your turn to treat me to a meal. Let's go."

"Chafan? What does chafan mean?"

"Yan Country's popular internet slang, meaning eating."

Feng Qingyu grabbed her backpack and followed Willow. The place she was leading to was a shop on the main street that specialized in French fries. Although the shop also had other products, its signature dish was French fries.

The sign of the store is "McMartin Brothers French Fries Specialty Store". It is lunchtime now and there are many people in the store. There are no seats left on the first floor.

As usual, Feng Qingyu would never stand in line stupidly when seeing so many people. However, as soon as he smelled the aroma of French fries, his legs could no longer move.

"It smells so good... much better than the one that made Kendoji smell so good."

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Looking at the long queue of people, Feng Qingyu was wondering whether to change restaurants. Maybe he could get food at other restaurants while waiting in line to order.

Willow insisted, however, and said the fries here were the best in the entire Hill Country, and even in Victoria.

Feng Qingyu had no choice but to worry that rejecting her would hurt her fragile and sensitive heart. This was the trouble with women. If you were not careful, you would touch the other person's discomfort zone.

"Ms. Feng, please go to the second floor and wait for me. There are seats available there. Leave the queue for ordering to me. I can't trouble you any more."

"Well, don't push yourself too hard. If the line is too long, we can just go to another restaurant."

She went to the convenience store next door, bought a double drink, and went up to the second floor via the side stairs.

The dining space on the second floor is much larger than that on the first floor. Many people are too lazy to come up and fill up the seats on the first floor, creating the illusion that the restaurant is full.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor is quieter, and you can see below through the French windows. Willow is in the middle of the line. Several guests in front of her have left, and several new guests have come in behind her.

There are not enough staff in the store. One person is doing the cashiering and taking orders, one is frying French fries, and another is cleaning, there are only three people in total.

The catering industry is indeed very busy and tiring due to lack of staff. Although the income is not low, there is no extra energy to invest in other things at the end of the day.

Feng Qingyu played a restaurant waiter and worked diligently for several days like a real waiter before getting the information. That restaurant was doing very well, and she never wanted to go undercover there again in her life.

She waited a while longer.

The back of her left hand was burned by a cigarette butt, leaving a noticeable red mark that was a little painful to touch. The price of being in a daze, the price of shamelessly looking at others... No matter what, the scene of that beautiful blonde hair fluttering has been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Feng Qingyu opened the messaging software and chatted with the people from Rhodes Island. When he heard a commotion downstairs, he put down his phone and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

Two men in gray military uniforms tried to cut in line, rudely pushing other customers out of the way. Willow couldn't stand this and was arguing with them.

"The military does not provide soldiers with the privilege of cutting in line in their daily lives. You should line up behind everyone else and order food in the order of first come, first served."

Facing two male soldiers who were much bigger than her, she was not afraid.

She didn't want to get into a conflict with her colleagues on the street, but these two people pushed other customers, causing their things to spill.

If you knock over someone else's things, you should compensate. However, these two soldiers not only did not compensate, but also blamed the innocent guests for blocking them and even beat them, just because they were from Tara.

"What right do you, a mere Tara scum, have to eat in the same place as the Victorians? I advise you to stay out of other people's business, or I'll beat you up too! Don't think I'll be gentle with you just because you're a woman."

The beaten Tara male got up from the ground and shook his head at Willow.

"Miss, don't get into a conflict with them because of me... Forget it."

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Seeing this, Feng Qingyu couldn't hold back her fists. If Chen was there, she would have gone down and punched the two soldiers one by one, asking them to apologize immediately.

Although Kal'tsit warned her not to meddle in other people's business, especially matters related to soldiers.

The conflict between the people of Tara and the rest of Victoria did not form in one day. Such unfair things happen every day. We can deal with it once or twice, but it is impossible to solve it every time.

It's fine to help within your ability, but try not to offend the senior officials of the local garrison.

The military rank of these two men was not high, they were just ordinary non-commissioned officers. They bowed and scraped in front of their superiors, and only dared to act arrogantly in front of ordinary people.

"When it's time to act, act now. No need to worry about other things."

Relying on her family connections, she was able to deal with two ignorant young officers, and the Victoria garrison would not do anything to her.

At this time, Feng Qingyu discovered that the family name was still useful.

The two soldiers were ready to fight with Willow. Feng Qingyu knew that Willow was a gentleman. Even if she went to Rhodes Island as an operator, she would be like a surrender pioneer with a flag raised. She would not be able to beat others in a fight.

What they said about "no mercy on women" was true. Feng Qingyu didn't want to see his blind date get beaten, so he threw the half-drunk can of Coke in his hand over, hitting one of them in the face.

Washing his face with iced cola made the irritable soldier even more angry. He deformed the can, his face turned green with anger, and his carefully crafted hairstyle became messy.

"Who? Who dares to treat Victoria's soldiers like this? Don't you want to live?"

The soldier who was shot looked around the chip shop, trying to find his attacker.

The garrison in the Hill County was more arrogant and rude than those in other places. The soldiers in the Tollen County and Londinium were at least bound by rules and regulations and were not too arrogant.

I heard that Colonel Hamilton, the supreme commander of the garrison in Hill County, was a cold, arrogant and self-willed man, and the men he brought with him had more or less some of his style.

A major had a disagreement with him and the two had some conflicts. Because the major's rank was two levels lower, he was severely punished and is currently recuperating at home.

None of this mattered. Feng Qingyu only wanted to deal with the injustice in front of her. She walked down from the second floor and stood in the center of the crowd.