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The smoke from the stove had not yet completely cleared, and a few delicious small fish had been served to the table.

Aunt Wang had a few fish in the vegetable field, and her daughter Ah Ping was growing her body and couldn't eat steamed buns every day. The aunt's daily kneading hands make fish that is also delicious, and the umami wafts from the table to the window.

"Wood! It's time to eat! The girl with a side ponytail leaned against the doorway, reaching out to the young man who was laboriously pouring the water from the bucket into the tank.

The young man was dressed in a coarse cloth suit that was obviously too wide, and the dust on his white face was mixed with sweat, as if he had been scratched by a cat.

Looking at this scene, the girl sneered and laughed, "Go wash your face and hands, and your mother will dislike you again later." ”

"Oh." The boy called Wood subconsciously wiped his face, but the soil on his palm was sticky, and it looked even more flowery.

The young man hurriedly took a scoop of water from the water tank, and wanted to bow his head to flush his face and hands, but his hands were slippery, but the scoop fell to the ground.

He bent down to pick it up, but the action was surprisingly laborious for him.

Because he carried a long, straight knife behind his back.

Ah Ping met Feng Manyun when she was taking out steamed buns in the trade union hall.

The daughter is kind-hearted, and Aunt Wang will always see her bring some wild cats and wild dogs to the house, and feed them raw with bun fillings. However, it was the first time that she brought back a wild child, still a boy.

After her husband died, Aunt Wang and her daughter depended on each other. Relying on the ability to sell steamed buns, the two can always mix food and clothing in the commercial street and at the door of the trade union hall. Seeing that this young man who doesn't like to talk is about to sleep on the street, Aunt Wang is still moved by some compassion, after all, a pair of chopsticks and a bedding can still afford it.

Although the teenager doesn't talk much, he is not a lazy person. He is obviously educated, can read and write, and has helped Ah Ping's family a lot. The child did not have much strength, and could only pick up half a bucket of water from the well at a time, but he was never tired or tired, and he undertook this work every day without complaint, because the aunt was determined to drive him away for a long time.

The enthusiastic aunt added half a fish to Feng Manyun's rice bowl, and the stay in just a few days made this originally deserted home more popular. She sighed, but said what she was going to say sooner or later.

"Manyun." She said tentatively, "In the afternoon, I asked my neighbor Lao Ma's family, his family is a foot trader, and in three days he will rent an airship to go to the north of Daxue Mountain to collect some medicinal herbs. ”

"They said they could rent a place on that ship for five silver coins," she observed the young man's reaction, but Feng Manyun just lowered his head and ate in a muffled voice, "You can go home." ”

Hearing the word "go home", Feng Manyun reacted, he stopped the dishes and chopsticks, and shook his head: "I won't go back." ”

The aunt smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, you don't have to spend your money, although our mother and son are not rich, they can still get five silver coins." ”

Even if there were not many words, Feng Manyun intermittently told Ah Ping's mother and daughter about the first day of smuggling, and after living in the market for many years, the little girl told the stupid teenager as soon as possible that he had been deceived. Feng Manyun was still stunned and didn't speak, and was enlightened by the mother and son for a long time before accepting this fact.

"Mother." Ah Ping glanced at her resentfully, "Wood is not worried about money, he wants to be a hunter here." ”

"But the hunter selection is long over, so what's the use of you still here?" Auntie frowned, "I look at your figure, and it's not material for being a hunter." Go back to your hometown early and don't worry your parents. Go back and get some health, and maybe you'll be selected in three years. ”

"I'm not going back." For this aunt who took him in, the young man has only gratitude in his heart. Feng Manyun couldn't think of any way to refute her, so he could only repeat his thoughts again.

Aunt Wang's face was a little gloomy: "Can't you be a hunter for the rest of your life, so you will live here for the rest of your life?" ”

Feng Manyun raised his head and looked at the mother with clear and persistent eyes: "I know that I have been living here, and I have caused trouble to you, auntie, if I am not welcome here, I can leave, but please don't send me back to Xuelin Village." ”

"Silly wood." Ah Ping poked Feng Manyun with the back of her chopsticks, "Mother is worried about your safety here, how can we not welcome you?" ”

At an angle that Feng Manyun couldn't see, Aunt Wang glared at her daughter fiercely.

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"Don't take it to heart, that's what my mother says." Ah Ping said cautiously to this wooden young man.

"Nope." Feng Manyun shook his head.

The roads of Golden Feather City have become hard and clean after hundreds of years of reorganization, and the uneven gravel roads like the two of them can only appear near the outskirts of the city.

The boy and girl were walking in a remote alley on the outskirts of the city.

The layout of the alley is very irregular, and all kinds of simple brick houses and even wooden houses are cluttered next to the alleys. The narrowest part of the alley doesn't even fit two people walking side by side.

"You know, my dad was a hunter too." Ah Ping walked in front, his side ponytail dangling on his shoulders, "Although he is only the lowest-level hunter, he has never hunted any high-level monsters in his life, and he has no money to buy luxurious equipment." ”

As soon as he heard about the hunter, Feng Manyun's spirit lifted, and he quickly followed Ah Ping's footsteps, "Where is your father now?" ”

"He's gone." Ah Ping shook her head, and there was some loss in the eyes of the girl with a sense of loss, "My mother and I haven't seen him for a long time." ”

The boy was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Ah Ping turned around and walked backwards. When she saw Feng Manyun's embarrassment, she grinned again: "It's okay, my mother and I have lived for so many years, and we should have gotten used to it." ”

"I'm sorry." Seeing the girl's cheerful smile, Feng Manyun's sadness was even worse, I don't know if he was moved by this strong and optimistic mother and daughter, or he remembered his relatives in Xuelin Village.

"Hey, you're going to say something thoughtful." Ah Ping put her face in front of his, "I thought your whole body was made of wood." ”

"Don't call me wood." Being so close to the girl, he could smell the girl's fresh, freshly scented body fragrance mixed with the smell of freshly released buns, and he turned his face away in shame.

"Why? Even though he carried a piece of wood on his back all day, he didn't allow others to say it. Ah Ping pouted, she liked to tease this wooden boy, watching him show embarrassment under her words, it was the happiest thing for her to come back from selling steamed buns every day.

"It's not wood, it's a knife, a hunter's use." Feng Manyun corrected.

"Cut, boring." Before leaving, Daddy liked to tell their mother and son about hunters, and the mother and son had long been tired of hearing that, but they didn't expect that this piece of wood was a monster that was more obsessed with hunters than Daddy.

"We ...... Where is this going? Feng Manyun didn't care about the girl's complaints, and asked instead.

"There's a 'small market' ahead." Ah Ping also became serious, "It is said that as long as you have money, you can buy anything, I heard a candy seller when I was setting up a stall." ”

"Here...... Is it possible to sell trainee hunter qualifications? Feng Manyun's eyes became hot.

Ah Ping pursed her lips: "It's sold, but it won't be cheap." ”