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Ireland is very close to England, and in half a day, the ship arrived at Bristol Harbour, an important town in the southwest of England.

Hundreds of people, including family members, were warmly welcomed by the Bristol City Council and arranged accommodation.

The next day, another carriage was arranged, which moved the heroes of the Irish colonization.

"Your Excellency the Mayor is such a warm-hearted man!"

The family sat in the carriage in front of them, with some personal belongings by their side, and the rest in the carriage behind.

The carriage behind was guarded by the butler and three servants he had brought from Ireland.

Hearing his wife sigh like this, and then looking at his daughter, who was becoming more and more handsome and beautiful, Lemuel smiled lightly, "Don't think of him so noblely, these arrangements are not specially arranged for us!" ”

"You said it was arranged by the city government!" There was a look of surprise in his wife's eyes, and she couldn't help asking.

"No, the city government can't either!" Looking at his wife who accompanied him to Ireland happily, always worried about him and his children, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became more and more obvious, and the whole person looked older and older.

With a sigh in his heart, he smiled sincerely, and despite his wife's shyness, he pulled a strand of long hair from her forehead behind her ear, and then explained:

"It doesn't matter if it's the city government, but the city council will never allow the city government to spend money on us at will, even if we are heroes!"

"What's that?" The wife wondered.

"Cabinet arrangement!" Lemuel looked at her emerald eyes and said, "Or maybe it's His Majesty Edward's arrangement!" ”

"Well, I don't want to talk about politics anymore!" Hearing this, the wife relieved her heart, turned her eyes to her daughter, and sighed:

"Suna is fourteen years old, it's time to find a husband!"

As she spoke, the wife glared at Lemire and reproached:

"Ordinary people get engaged at the age of seven or eight and get married at the age of fourteen, but our Suna is fourteen years old and has not yet been engaged, what can we do in the future?"

Seeing his wife's puffed expression, Lemuel hurriedly apologized, for this wife who has followed him since the end of the day, Lemuel has always respected her.

"In Ireland before, in that desert place, how could any young talent be worthy of Suna, I would not want to let an Irishman be my son-in-law! Then I will be ridiculed in officialdom! ”

As soon as she heard the word Irish son-in-law, the wife quickly shook her head, and she couldn't accept an Irish son-in-law.

Ireland at this time, as if we look at Africa, is full of contempt, do you want your daughter to marry a black man?

"You're right, dear!" The wife said softly, "I can't imagine Suna having an Irish husband, it's just terrible!" ”

"Yes, so I plan to wait until I return to London and accept His Majesty's reward, so that our Suna will have more options and even marry a nobleman!"

At the thought of their daughter marrying a nobleman, the two couldn't help but smile with joy in their eyes.

And Suna on the side watched her parents discussing her marriage there, and couldn't help frowning.

After so many years in Ireland, she was proficient in horseback riding and archery, and her heart was already wild, and she was very resistant to the marriage arranged by her parents.

Thinking of this, she stretched out her hand, lifted the curtain on the side, and twisted her brother's thigh with his head facing outward, and only after hearing his brother's loud roar, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ahh

"Whew—" She felt much more comfortable in her heart.

"What's wrong? Ager! Lemir asked his wife hurriedly.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just that this road is so wide and beautiful!" The twelve-year-old brother secretly glanced at his sister, remembered her previous evil deeds, and said a little aggrieved.

"Really? I'll take a look! Hearing nothing, Lemuel became interested in the long-famous national highway, hurriedly squeezed his son away, and stuck out his head to look.

Twelve-year-old Ager glared at his sister fiercely, protesting his innocent abuse.

And Suna glanced at her brother, rolled her eyes, curled her red lips, and looked defiant: Do you dare?

Ager, who just wanted to muster up the courage to fight, was immediately discouraged, and when he remembered the experience of being kicked off his horse by her, he couldn't stop being afraid, his sister was terrible.

Seeing her younger brother's expression of resignation, Suna glanced at him arrogantly and went to her mother to whisper.

And Lemuel, who looked up and looked out, had a shocked look on his face.

I saw that on the national highway where the carriage was driving, walking on the right, there was an endless stream of carriages coming and going, and sidewalks were set up on both sides of the road, and men, women, and children walked sparsely.

The national highway is extremely wide and can accommodate about six horse-drawn carriages in parallel.

And it was extremely plain, the carriage in front of it drove one after another, leaving no potholes on the road, and the carriage drove exceptionally smoothly.

Lemire secretly wondered: Sure enough, it is rumored that the foundation of the national highway is paved with floor tiles, no wonder it is so stable.

As far as the eye can see, the roads are lined with neat trees, and the sunlight shines on the national highways, leaving shadows on the national highways, making it easy for pedestrians to rest.

This is a good initiative, indeed, to take care of pedestrians and to fix the foundation, Lemire thought.

It seems that after so many years of being away from England, a lot has changed.

Three days passed quickly, and Lemire and his party arrived in London.

With the smooth national highway, this is a two-day journey saving compared to the previous one, which is indeed gratifying.

"This is your home when you were a child, tonight, stay aggrieved for the night!" Lemuel came to his hometown and joked.

The group came to the small house that used to be in London, because they asked the neighbors to take care of them. The house looks relatively intact, although a little dirty.

"What? This is where I lived when I was a child, and it's too broken! Ager looked at the shabby house, which was not even as good as a toilet compared to his mansion in Ireland, and couldn't help complaining.

"Bang-" Suna slapped him on the head and scolded:

"You were still born here, what are you complaining about!"

Suna still has some vague memories of this place, and her heart is full of nostalgia.

"Suna, don't be so violent!" Her mother hurriedly reproached, and said softly to her son, "Ager, your father is just joking, today we are staying in a hotel!" ”

"Hmph-" Suna snorted coldly and turned her head away.

Just as the family was talking, there was a sudden sound of surprise on the side.

"Are you Mr. Lemuel?" A man in his forties, with a wrinkled face and a wine in his hand, asked incredulously.

"You are, Mr. Rodney!" Lemuel turned his head to see that this was his old acquaintance, and shouted loudly.

At this moment, Lemir's heart was filled with inexplicable emotions.

It was this person's recommendation that made me get my current status, and I couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in my heart.