Mel's Grocery Store is actually a second-hand store in the South End, and you can buy everything, so it's up to your luck to get what you want.

Zach pushed open the old wooden door, the crisp doorbell rang, and a head poked out from behind the clutter of containers. This is the owner of this shop, Old Mel. He saw Matthew and smiled, "Matthew, you're here, what do you want today?" How is Joseph (Matthew's father)?"

It seems to be a familiar person.

Matthew embarrassedly stepped forward and pointed to Zach who had taken only a few pieces from the bridge of his nose and framed them, "Mel, this is Mr. Grande." ”

Old Mel had already walked back to the counter, and although he had a wrinkled face, his movements seemed to be very light, and he was a healthy old fellow.

"Oh, oh, I know you!" Old Mel pointed at Zach with his rough fingers, "I know Benjamin! you must be his brother, uh, Zachary!, right!"

"Zach is fine. Zach smiled politely, already looking at the store, which was a warehouse of everything, old carpets, picture frames, plates, farm tools...... Even the clothes!

"Yes, yes, I'll say I remember!" Old Mel looked at Matthew, his voice was very loud, and the old men of the South Side seemed to be on the same level as Hank, and they all spoke loudly. But this one is much friendlier than old Hank, and he looked at Matthew with a smile, "Boy, what did you bring your boss to buy today?"

"Oh, did you sell the VCR you talked about last time?" asked Matthew.

"Hey, you want to?!no, no, here, here!" The old man pulled Matthew, yelled at Zach again, and walked straight to the depths of the shelf, "Get that thing away!"

Matthew turned his head to look at Old Mel suspiciously.

"Ahh "That thing is very good! It's my grandson! I look at it every day! I don't do my homework!" Old Mel pushed open a door at the back of the shelf, and the style of the painting changed.

Compared to the clutter outside, it was crowded but clean and tidy. This is already Old Mel's home, there is a black rectangular machine under the TV cabinet in the middle of the living room, the red indicator light is on, and a boy about ten years old does not stay honestly on the sofa. Instead, he lay on the soft carpet, staring at the screen motionless, occasionally grabbing a few chips and stuffing them in his mouth.

"Boy! Get up!" Old Mel angrily grabbed the kid's neckline, threw it on the sofa, and snapped the TV, "Watch! Be careful of your mother beating you!"

The boy blinked, tilted, curled up on the couch and twisted.

Zach and Matthew pursed their lips as they watched old Mel's nimble TV cabinet fiddle around. After a while, he held a black machine wrapped in various wires and stuffed it into Matthew's arms, "Yours!

Ten dolls, there is no need to bargain, this is no different from giving away for nothing.

But the old man was very interesting, and Zach didn't want to take advantage of him, so he smiled and waved his hand, "Mr. Mel." Matthew said there were many more tapes and we would happily buy them together. ”

"Ahh Squatted quickly in front of the TV cabinet, and boxes of square plastic boxes were taken out. Zach glanced at the cover, and the original owner's tastes seemed to be very comprehensive, from comedy to horror films, but there were a lot of them.

There was already a pile of videotapes on the carpet. Old Mel stood in the middle, and finally cleared it all. But he frowned, his two white eyebrows squeezed together, and a pair of eyes stared at the two guests, as if he was hesitant.

Zach and Matthew looked at each other. I don't know why.

"Wait!" said Old Mel, who seemed to make up his mind, stepped over the box on the floor and walked towards the living room behind the living room. Zach raised an eyebrow, who knows what this was doing.

However, the boy who had been squirming on the sofa for a long time quickly bounced off the sofa after seeing his grandfather leave, and blinked at the two guests with a pair of blue eyes. Then the fleshy fingers were placed in front of his lips, "Shh~"

Zach and Matthew amused as they watched as the fat boy cautiously walked to the middle of a messy pile of videotapes and rummaged through them softly, silently.

Until he found a box of videotapes without a cover, the fat boy quickly picked up the box, and then looked at the bedroom vigilantly, and found that old Mel was still looking for something. The kid looked left and right, then fell back to the ground and stuffed the uncovered videotape under the couch.

After doing this, the kid returned to the couch, winked at the two of them, and then returned to a twisted appearance, constantly squirming on the sofa cushions, looking like an arrogant grandson.

"Go do your homework!" Old Mel's voice shouted through the hallway, shouting to the fat boy on the couch, and he himself walked out with a paper bag, and put the paper bag on the machine in front of Matthew with a twinkle in his eyes, "Alright! That's all!"

Zach was curious to see what was in the paper bag, and was grabbed by Old Mel, "Get out, go out again!"

Zach shrugged, noticing that Matthew's eyes were a little dodgy as he looked into the paper bag on his chest, and his face was already flushed. As mentioned earlier, the original owners of these videos have a very comprehensive interest, so comprehensive that some films can only be hidden in the bedroom.

Matthew and Zach returned to the store, and in a few moments, Old Mel had all the tapes set up and placed them on the counter.

"It's all yours!" the old man's tone was a little regretful.

Zach smiled and counted everything, and when he paid for it, he still paid for the VCR at the normal old price, "Do these original owners still have supporting things? We also bought this thing for the first time, can you find the manual or something?"

It's not a shame to admit that you don't know how to use it. Zach asked with a smile.

Old Mel thought for a moment, "I'll look for it." Then I walked out of the counter and started rummaging through the shelves.

Zach and Matthew were not in a hurry and strolled around casually.

"Ahh

Zach raised an eyebrow, this is a very advanced thing, but the people of the Southern District really don't need it. It seems that the tape recorder hidden by the fat boy was the original owner's own thing.

"Here!" Old Mel walked out with his desk and the tripod, which seemed to be complete, "That's all for the strange things, and the other things are all ordinary things." This thing has a description, and the box is still there. Old Mel pulled out another box, which looked so new that it didn't seem to have been purchased by its original owner for long.

"How much?" Zach asked with a smile.

"This thing. Old Mel hesitated, "I'll give it to you, and when I collect it, I will lose it and leave, and I won't pay for it." "What an honest businessman.

Zach pursed his lips, and his curiosity about his original owner became heavier.

"Okay. We're going to do it. Zach smiled and instructed Matthew to pack the things, still pulling out more than a hundred, and asked seemingly casually, "Who are these original?"

"Uh......" Old Mel grabbed his hair, a look of pity on his face, "That's, hey, Aven's boy." ”

Zach frowned, Aven, it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember.

"It's a pity!" Old Mel shook his head, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to increase, "What a nice young man......!

Zach remembered that he had also seen Papa's midnight Dead Apostles on the South Side in the underground morgue of the mill, and one of the men who was persuaded to commit suicide by the Tempests, Chris Aven. So the one who left Barton City should be the fiancée who came because of Papa's midnight apostle contract.

"That woman isn't a good thing either!" Old Mel suddenly became angry, "people just left ('suicide')! pretend they don't know each other! funeral doesn't care! don't care about anything! Disgustingly, Aven's things are still in her name!"

Zach shook his head, the Dead Apostle contract collapsed, and the people bound in Chris's wish were released, naturally returning to the state of strangers they didn't know. It's just that this Ai Wen actually eagerly transferred all his property to his fiancée's name, and it is indeed as Papa said at midnight, desperate enough.

As a result of this desperate prayer and the signing of the Death Pact, Grande now has a free video recorder. Life is full of surprises.

Zach didn't go to speak for the woman he didn't know, shook his head with deep regret, picked up today's harvest and prepared to leave.

The old wooden door was pushed open, and the afternoon sun opened and closed briefly in the warehouse-like shop. Madison looked at Zach and Matthew in surprise as they were holding several large bags of cartons, "Why are you here?"

"Madison. Zach smiled and raised an eyebrow, "Can't we buy something?"

Madison pouted, he didn't bother to care what this boss was doing, he greeted old Mel and took out a list, "Mel, do you have any of these books?"

"Ahh

"Oh, then I'll find a typewriter. Madison glanced at Zack, "Do you have that?" ”

Zach laughed, "Madison, have you figured out what to write?" and only a pair of light green eyes were a little ridiculous above the cardboard box, "I wish I could still be the main character." ”

"Ahh

Madison looked at Zach and tugged at the corners of his mouth, too lazy to answer the question.

"Madison. Zach put down what he was holding and patted Madison on the shoulder, "It's just a joke, you know I'll support you in doing what you're interested in." ”

Madison didn't want to see this guy with the elements of a perfect protagonist but no audience, and watched as Old Mel held a typewriter on the container.

"So be it. Zach picked up the typewriter and looked up and down, "How about I buy it for you, show my support." ”

"More than a hundred! No bargaining!"

"Deal. Zach said. (To be continued......)