"Shen Yi, the piece of land you mentioned last time has been turned over, where else do you need help next?"

"Oh, it's hard work, Brother Sal will take a break for the time being, I have almost prepared the seeds, and Old Man Nior has also collected some farm tools, and then take advantage of the time of spring, I am afraid that you will be very busy, after all, speaking of which, this time can be regarded as the time period for spring ploughing."

"Hehe, I don't have to sue me for these things, the old man and you have a headache with these haves and don'ts, I just need to plow the land hard, and when the harvest comes, I don't have to go out hunting so hard, I feel excited when I think about it, or let's celebrate tonight, the last time Barton that kid went out to hunt a lot of pigs and dolphins."

"Brother Sal, you really dare to say that you are not afraid of your sister-in-law nagging you again if you waste food so badly."

Sal couldn't help but blush: "She understands what a woman knows, she should celebrate when she is happy." ”

"Is that so? Then why did Barton say that the last time he passed by your door, he heard you kneeling and confessing your mistake? ”

"This ...... Okay, Barton, you stinky boy just can't keep your mouth shut! ”

"Don't, Brother Sal...... Wow, Ah Yi, you kid betrayed me......"

This is a life episode that belongs to the cold early morning like a small wave, Shen Yi watched them noisy, laughing, scolding, and gathered together to talk about who's trivial matters, and there was a slight warm atmosphere in the simple plainness.

After a harsh winter run-in, he began to slowly integrate into this small village, the people who were afraid of him at first, now that they see above, they can naturally say hello, the village is not big, and they will always meet in and out, and occasionally meet, the other party will greet him: "Morning, Ah Yi!" ”

Then he nodded and responded, "Morning." "The ordinary life is as gorgeous as walking into the warm colors of spring, and he will feel that today will be a good day because of this greeting.

There was also a good-natured joke, and when they saw him, they said, "Vivien ran into the forest again, and Ah Yi still hasn't caught her back." ”

"She should run to pick wild vegetables, and when she comes back, she will have to boil soup again, and should she bring a bowl to her uncle in the evening."

"Hehe, no, I don't want to go to see the beast god and his old man yet."

On such a turbulent day, he was thinking about all kinds of things for the village, such as the classification of crops, the clearing of land, the design of waterwheels, and the smelting of iron, and on the other hand, he was also enjoying a simple and lazy life, and at first he might have thought that he was just helping Vivian, but now he also felt that the idea of doing his best for the village was not bad.

Is this change good or bad? He sometimes thinks inadvertently, there are people around him who can joke like friends, get together and say bad things about whom, but they don't really care, there is the clingy Vivian, her pranks that make Shen Yi can't help but hold his forehead are indeed a headache, but occasionally the cute gesture of the cute also makes him feel excited, he is a little beginning to understand the meaning of the name that the deceased teacher chose for himself, and the word "Yi" is an excellent interpretation of this kind of life.

As for the girl Isabella he inadvertently saved, he also lived in this village, at first he wanted to send her back to Atlas, but after honestly telling the other party what he thought, he was refused, of course, if he refused, he refused, he was never the kind of person who would compromise because of the other party's refusal, so that night, he planned to knock Isabella unconscious and send it back to Atlas.

It's just that there is always a slight discrepancy between the plan and the reality, and he is protested by someone with righteous words.

"Ah Yi can't do anything too much to Yiyi."

"Iyi means Isabella?"

"Hmm!"

Facing the red eyes that were close at hand, he scratched his head with a wry smile, and behind Vivien was Isabella's dodging figure, obviously unable to understand the language, but persuaded Vivian to stand up for her, how did she do it? And more importantly, how did she see what she was thinking? Obviously she is a soft and weak girl, but she rarely has the eyesight that penetrates people's hearts, he thought.

With this episode, he also discouraged the idea of sending her back, and Isabella became Vivien's third guest, and it was often the two girls who fought for a long time, neither of whom understood what they were trying to say.

In the ensuing relationship, it can be easily seen that Isabella's background is excellent, whether it is the way she talks to people, the words used, or the ignorance inadvertently revealed, all of which are in line with the characteristics of the nobility, the only difference is probably that there is no domineering defect in her, on the contrary, he feels that she is a little too weak.

This was not out of nowhere, and he had noticed many times the way she looked at him, with a look that was almost like a cry for help, for he was the only human in this orc village, and he was the only one who could understand her language, but he didn't stop there, he didn't take the initiative to talk to him, just looked at him from afar.

Maybe she was just not used to speaking, he guessed, always waiting for the help that others deserved, so she also formed her weak character now, and when she saw this clearly, Shen Yi felt a lot less pity for her in her heart.

The village names are very wary, so it is conceivable that her situation must be the same as when she first arrived, but it should be much better, because what she is doing now, through the oral transmission of Guò Niol, to the whole village, he can feel that the villagers are much less hostile to humans, but the language barrier is difficult to solve.

Perhaps it was because of her good background, so in the past few days, you can see a much haggard look on Isabella's face, she must have never lived in such a humble bamboo hut, and then spent the cold nights in a cheap blanket.

Occasionally, if she closed her eyes, she could hear the sound of Isabella tossing and turning, and when she slept with Vivian, her movements would be much lighter, and she could hear the bitterness and depression in it, and she restrained herself in order not to disturb others, and in a sense, she was also a fool who was kind enough to a certain extent.

When she couldn't take it anymore, Isabella left the house lightly, ran to a corner where no one noticed, suppressed her crying, hid in the shadows and wiped away her tears, he watched from afar, and then meditated on how long the girl in front of her would endure. Pondering when she couldn't stand such a rough life, and then asked herself to leave.

Sometimes he wondered if he should comfort Isabella, and this thought came out of his mind and quickly disappeared, because intellectually he felt that facing this pain could make her strong, and he was really a cruel man, he thought to himself, laughing at himself.

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Coo~

The iron pot was bubbling with bubbles, Shen Yi stood next to him, stirring with a large soup spoon, adding some spices and chopped wild vegetables from time to time, Vivian sniffed her nose excitedly next to her, her rice-ear-like fluffy tail hair swayed from side to side, Isabella sat a little farther away, sitting cross-legged in a dimly lit place, and her reserved sitting posture was impeccable.

It's been a week, and she thinks faintly, will her father be anxious because of her disappearance? Unconsciously came up with such a thought, and then an expressionless Yan sù face flashed in her mind, and a sour sadness immediately surged in her heart, forcing herself to jump out of such thoughts, and she kept thinking about sad things, and her low mood would not stay away, so she learned not to think about this kind of thing like now.

It's Sister Tolia's side, now she must be furious about her disappearance, so no matter what, she has to find a way to send back the news of her safety, she thought, her eyes turned to Shen Yi not far away.

What a strange man, Isabella looked at his back and thought, he is very powerful, this is known from the beginning, killed the killer who was chasing her, and the loud sound response behind him that day should have been caused by him, how much power did it take to make such a huge movement, when she thought about it, she couldn't help but sigh like this.

Yet he was sometimes very easy-going, and Isabella had seen him playing with a group of orc children, smiling unbridledly, unpretentiously, and with a girl named Vivien, with a gentle look, his movements, and the indulgent intimacy of which she was always jealous of the sight.

When she realized that she was jealous of the kind orc girl, Isabella always felt guilty and disgusted with herself, how could she have such an ugly mood for her? Obviously, she saved herself, when she was at her lowest, she was by her side, sometimes she ran into the forest, sometimes she took her to the river, and cared about herself like a sister, only this is undeniable, she must have seen through her hesitation and helplessness in the unfamiliar environment, and so on, she is very grateful, so feelings such as jealousy are not allowed.

The flickering light reflected Isabella's beautiful face, and she thought in a daze, and then Vivien held a small bowl in front of her.

"Is this for me?"

She asked, and the girl looked back at Shen Yi, who quickly turned back to the orc language she couldn't understand, and Vivien smiled and nodded at her.

"Thank you."

She thanked softly, took it with both hands, and stared at the bowl with a puzzled gaze, an object unlike anything she had ever seen in the court, white particles floating in it, and a strong fragrance wafting through.

"This is porridge, and although there is no guarantee of the taste, it will not be too bad." Standing in front of her, Shen Yi explained with an unhappy face, but he had always treated himself with this attitude, so he was more or less used to it, maybe he accidentally offended him somewhere, Isabella thought unconsciously.

"What, worried about being toxic?"

"No, no...... No. Isabella explained in a little panic, and then, as if to prove what she said, she hurriedly pecked it, and the hot porridge immediately filled her mouth, she couldn't help but blush, and after swallowing her stomach, she couldn't stop coughing: "Ahem......"

"Ah Yi, you're bullying Yi Yi again!"

"Vivien, why did you use the word 'again', and where did I bully her?" Shen Yi shrugged his shoulders weakly.

"I don't care, you're bullying her anyway." Vivien puffed out her face and smacked him angrily.

Isabella couldn't help but sneak a glance at Shen Yi, who took Vivian's hand and sighed softly: "Eat slowly, or someone will think I'm bullying you again." ”

"Well, I'm sorry......" Isabella whispered, time was spent in such a not wonderful way, because she was afraid of making Shen Yi angry, she rarely spoke, but Vivian was not afraid at all, occasionally made a small movement, rubbed Shen Yi's shoulder, or grabbed his hair, when he made a face, she would probably dodge, Yan Sù's expression didn't last long, she knew, it was a real spoiling.

Sometimes she can't help but have a feeling called envy in her heart, sour, not such a wonderful mood, after all, no one has ever treated herself like Vivian, whether it is her father or her sister Toria, it is a treatment that she has never received, every time she thinks of this, there is always an indescribable sense of helplessness, she thought, and then put aside a faint sadness, looked at Shen Yi dodgingly, hesitated for a while, she mustered up her courage.

"Shen Yi, can I send a letter back to report my safety?"

"No, you can't!" Shen Yi refused without thinking.

Sure enough, Isabella thought disappointedly, although she probably guessed that she would get the answer of rejection, but after being rejected as a matter of course, how could she not stop her grievances, she sniffed, suppressed the urge to cry, and whispered: "Oh......"

In the flickering shadow of the candle, she lowered her head and carved her weak figure on the wall, and the helpless shadow seemed to become smaller and smaller with the flickering light.