"Well, it's already noon, aren't you going back to eat?" Manlo carried the clothes back to the cart, and then put together the pieces of soap fruit, and saw that the uncle had no intention of leaving, so he asked kindly.

The other party turned his head again, his expression still so indifferent, but this time he spoke.

"Thank you, I'm not hungry. ”

What...... It turned out to be a very friendly person......

Manlo was amused by her previous hours of apprehension, and nodded to the uncle, and Manlo pushed the cart back to the city.

Every day Manlo works at this pace, washing the first batch of clothes in the morning and taking them back to the laundry, then going to a nearby restaurant to buy a simple mashed potato and bread, no need to buy water, Manlo has already filled the small kettle she carries with her by the river.

The aunt of the laundry was very satisfied with Manluo's speed today, and even took out some bread for Manluo, Manluo accepted it very happily, you can save a meal can save more than a dozen copper plates, Dosaron City is a big city after all, the price is not low, a hard black bread costs five copper plates, although the mashed potatoes in the restaurant outside also need five copper plates, but the taste is okay, after all, the potatoes can be crushed and put a little salt after cooking.

As for steak and macaroni...... Manluo hadn't eaten since her father got sick.

Taking the bread, Manlo went to the steps outside the church to eat as usual, and when she ate here, she could meet Granny Meichen, she was a priest and believed in the God of Light, the main belief in the entire human empire was the God of Light, so Manlo herself was also a small believer, and praying for her father for fifteen minutes after eating at noon was a daily necessity.

Since it was not a Sunday, Granny Maqin had nothing to do, and when she saw Manlo, she sat down and took a small glass of milk and put it in Manlo's hand, her eyes full of love.

"Is my father feeling better?" Granny Machel's gentle voice made Manluo forget about her tiredness.

Manluo nodded and said: "The body is okay, but it is a little laborious to get out of bed and walk, and the doctor said that my father has a bad intestine, which is a terminal disease, but if it is maintained well, there are examples of recovery." ”

"Poor Biwan, you have such a disease at a young age, Manlo, you are too, you are so hard at a young age, and the salary of the church is too low, otherwise your mother-in-law actually wants you to come to work in the church, which is much easier than your laundry. Granny Machen sighed, took out the canon and read it, this is the way to pray, Granny Machen is praying for Manlo and her father.

Manlo was very grateful, and quickly finished her lunch, and also closed her eyes and prayed, there were many children playing outside the church, and their carefree appearance made Manlo envious.

After praying, Manlo left the church, and passed by the Hammer Hotel, this hotel is said to be a permanent place called the Roaring Mercenary Group, usually the hotel is packed, the Dr. Mikael is a member of the mercenary group, although Manlo passed by the tavern but did not enter, there are many members of their mercenary union in this tavern during the day, there are some tall and terrifying-looking boar warriors, Manlo is afraid of them, so he can only wait for them to leave the tavern at night and then come to Dr. Mikael.

"Hey, don't be lazy, look at it, Kiki is helping to sort out the documents at the beginning of her serious illness, and you lazy people are still sleeping at noon! Hurry up and go to the union to see what new tasks there are!"

A stern but nice female voice came from the tavern, Manluo stretched her neck curiously and looked at it, there was a very tall and beautiful red-haired sister in the center of the tavern, the voice was made by her, she crossed her hands and leaned at a few dwarf warriors lying on the table, those dwarf uncles seemed to have drunk too much, and they didn't slow down at noon, and quickly defended themselves after being scolded.

"But didn't you just get up, Captain......"

"Commander, how can you accuse the dwarves of drinking! ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and get to work, and by the way, go to the prison and ask Jem if that traitor has confessed!"

Long boots, a neat white shirt, a beautiful sword at the waist, and that beautiful appearance.

"It would be nice if Manluo could be like this sister one day......" Manluo thought enviously, but her footsteps did not stop, it was not early, and she had to hurry up and wash the clothes in the second car.

When she went to the laundry to get her clothes, Manluo suddenly remembered the uncle by the river, hadn't that uncle gone to eat yet?

Thinking of this, Manlo bought a few more breads at a stall on the edge of the city, and if the uncle didn't eat, he would give them to him, and if he left or eaten, then these breads would be dinner!

Humming a little song, Manluo returned to the river again, and the uncle was still there, but he had an extra piece of paper and a quill in his hand at this time, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Manluo pushed the cart to the river, picked up the bread and walked behind the uncle, and quietly looked at it, this uncle was actually drawing! Some pale hands kept manipulating the quill pen to move on the paper, and the quill seemed to have spirituality, outlining a beautiful forest pattern, a rushing waterfall, a soothing river, and the branches and leaves moving with the wind, and the world in front of her was alive and well into this paper, and I don't know if it was an illusion, Manluo felt that the scenery on this paper seemed to really change by itself, which was particularly magical.

"Is there something wrong?"

Fascinated, Manluo didn't notice that the other party had turned his head, and Manluo jumped.

"Oh! no...... Sorry to bother you with drawing. ”

The uncle looked at the painting in his hand and smiled, Manluo didn't know if it was an illusion, but the wooden-faced uncle seemed to smile.

"It's okay, just draw and play. ”

“...... You...... You're really good at drawing, better than all the paintings they sell in the city!"

"Oh. ”

"Really...... It's the first time I've seen such a spiritual painting, and the scene in the painting is like coming to life!"

"Yes. ”

"......" Manluo was overwhelmed by the uncle's way of speaking, and took out two pieces of bread a little embarrassed and said: "You haven't eaten yet, I have two pieces of bread here, if you don't dislike it......"

Before he finished speaking, Manluo got closer and saw that this uncle seemed to have a lot of valuable things on him, and the material of his clothes seemed to be very unique...... Thinking of this, Manluo blushed, felt embarrassed, and wanted to reach her hand back, but felt that it was rude to do so.

"Thank you......"

The other party was slightly surprised, and then took the bread from Manlo's hand.

“...... Thank you!" Manluo quickly bowed.

"Why?" the uncle asked suddenly.

"Ahh......h

"Thank you. The other party didn't understand why Manlo had to thank him for sending bread.

"That...... I figured out that you should be a rich man and probably a nobleman, after all, you can draw as good as you can...... My bread is eaten by the poor, and of course you have to thank me for not disliking it......"

Strange theories...... Uncle Di Suo looked at the little girl in front of him, she looked very young, she looked very cute, she should come out to wash clothes if the family economy was not good, she had been washing for a morning before, but she didn't expect to come again in the afternoon.

Disso came here to help the master deal with the trouble, before the master killed a few villains here, Disso came here to dispose of the corpse, after the matter was dealt with, Disso found that the scenery here is very good, so these days when there is nothing to do here will sit here, the painting just painted is actually a magic painting, after the painting will move like a scene in reality, this little girl can see that the painting is dynamic when drafting, it seems that there is some magic potential.

"I'm not a nobleman, thank you for your bread. Disso took a bite, it was indeed not delicious, but he didn't care, and ate it in a big gulp.

Manlo smiled happily when she saw Deese eating the bread without mind.

"Wait a minute, it's very dry like this, I'll get you some water. ”

Manlo picked up the small kettle, took another jug of water, and handed it to Dissot.

It took him a few minutes to finish the bread.

"Do you have to do so much laundry every day?" asked Dissolt, gesturing to a cart not far away.

"Well, my father is not in good health, I want to make more money. Manluo pushed the car to the side of Disso, and then took out one and washed it, this uncle is very good, Manluo let down her guard, it was boring to wash clothes here alone, of course it would be best to have someone to talk to.

While Manlo was washing, she continued to talk to Disso about the painting, and the little girl's love for painting made Dessot feel it.

"You like to draw?" asked Dissolt.

"Well, of course, how happy it is to be able to record the people and things you see, except for noble magicians in the world, only painters can do this!"

Deesop nodded, agreeing with Manlo's statement, and he looked at the girl next to him who was trying to do the laundry, and pondered for a moment.

"Do you want to learn?"

"Huh?!" Manlo looked up in disbelief.

"Draw. Disso thought the other party didn't understand, and emphasized.

"Would you like to teach me how to draw?" Manluo felt a little deprived of oxygen in her head, an uncle who was so good at painting was willing to teach himself a poor girl.

"Yes. ”

"Yes...... But I can't afford to pay the tuition. ”

"It's fine. ”

"I ...... I'm sorry...... I have to do laundry all day and don't have time to learn to draw, I appreciate your kindness, thank you very much. Manluo wanted to agree, but she couldn't, a day of washing clothes had taken up all her time, how could she learn to draw?

Dissolt was silent, and looked at the girl's rough hands, and the tall pile of scary clothes, and a trace of sympathy appeared in his heart.

"Tell me when you have time, and I'll teach you. ”

Manluo couldn't believe that the uncle was still willing to teach herself, she was very moved, the opportunity was in front of her, and she would feel sorry if she missed Manluo.

"Thank you, I'll find a way to find time to learn!"