"Where did you get all this money?"

Mrs. Swaen rubbed her eyes, as if she could not believe it was true.

Ric's eyes were full of shock, and he turned his gaze to Willy, motioning for Willy to give a reasonable explanation.

"When I was at Morse Forest, I helped the mercenary team with their mission, and out of gratitude, they gave me ten goldlums. ”

Willy explained it simply.

Mrs. Sawin and Lake looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Willy returned safely and brought back a huge sum of money that they had never seen before, and the couple were a little dazed for a while.

After a long time, Lake slowly asked, "Willy, what are you going to do with this money?"

Lake is not a dictatorial father, these ten Kinghams are the income obtained by Vai using his wisdom and courage, he has no right to interfere, no matter how he handles it, he should follow Vailly's opinion.

Willy thought for a moment, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind, but after hesitating, Willy still didn't say it, just said: "I want to keep two of the Kinlum for myself, and the remaining eight for you to dispose of." ”

In fact, if it weren't for the idea he had just hatched, Willy wouldn't have even left the two Kinghams behind.

When Mrs. Sawin and Lake heard this, their hearts were overjoyed, not entirely because of the sudden increase in money in the family, but also for the sake of Willy's growth. He is no longer a child, but has become a responsible man who cares about the family.

Willy put away the two Kinghams and said to Lake and Mrs. Sawin, "I'll go to the kitchen and see Velya." ”

Only Lake and Mrs. Swain were left in the house.

"We can't just spend this money. ”

Mrs. Sawin was the first to say, "We have to save for the children." ”

Lake nodded: "But you can use this money to change your life appropriately, such as buying more white bread and meat for Willy and Willia to eat, and you can also repair this leaky house before winter comes......"

The couple is already mired in a vision of their future life.

For the next few days, Willy was told by Mrs. Sawain to stay at home and rest, not to pick sweet fruits or work in the fields, on the grounds that he was too tired in Morse to recuperate.

So Willy and Velia spent a few days at home bored.

At noon, at home.

"Willy, I think it's going to be bigger. ”

Vilia suddenly walked up to Willy and said with a serious face.

"Getting to the point. ”

Willy raised his eyelids with a look of see-through truth.

Vilia scratched her head and smiled shyly, "Can I go eat a piece of white bread?" ”

Willy pursed his lips and knew that was so.

The day after Willy returned home, Lake went into town with the sweeteners he had picked earlier, and after selling them out, he bought a super chunk of white bread and some roast chicken.

That night, the roast chicken was eaten by the family around the table, and the white bread was stored.

In the past few days at home, Vilia would always take advantage of the family's inattention to steal white bread to eat, and every time Mrs. Sawin found out, she would be reprimanded. In order to prevent Vilia from continuing to steal food, Mrs. Sawyn also instructed Velia not to let Vilia near the white bread when they were not at home. But even this can't stop Vilia's gluttonous appetite.

Whenever she and Willy were the only ones at home, Vilia would try to please Willy in order to get a small piece of delicious white bread.

"You're going to get fat. ”

Willy said solemnly.

"But I'll grow taller too!"

Velia is persistent.

Willy shook his head lightly, and said helplessly: "Don't steal too much, you will be discovered by your mother." ”

"Okay!"

Velia jumped on the spot, then trotted to the kitchen, laughter spilling all the way.

Looking at Velia's back, Willy smiled.

I must work hard to build this family into a better place.

"That idea has to be put on the agenda sooner rather than later. ”

There was a look of determination in Willy's eyes.

As early as a few days ago, when he just returned home, Willy had a new plan for his next days.

He didn't want to work in the fields, he didn't want to pick sweet fruits, he wanted to be a good hunter.

In Willy's original memory, the hunter was the symbol of the strong. A hunter who is good enough will not only be the envy of his neighbors in the countryside, but also respected by the merchants and have a high social status. In addition to this, they can also obtain enviable wealth by hunting and selling the physical resources of various animals.

Now that he has the abilities given by a junior hunter and the rich treasure trove of Morse Forest by his side, it is a good choice to be a hunter.

Willy had planned to confess the idea to his father and mother at first, but hesitated and gave up. In the past few days of entering Morse Forest, both of them have experienced deep concern that they will not allow their son, who has just come out of a dangerous place, to enter that terrible place again.

So Willy has been waiting for an opportune moment to make his thoughts clear to his parents.

"Let's do some prep work today......

Willy pondered, got up and walked out of the house.

"Vilia, I'm going to go out, you take care of your home, don't always think about eating, remember to clean up your home. ”

Willy exhorted loudly and went out of the house, leaving only a happy Vilia hiding in the kitchen.

The place where Willy was about to arrive was Uncle Whobi's blacksmith shop.

"Villy?"

Uncle Whoopi was surprised to take a look at Veli, who had rarely come to his blacksmith shop before.

"Uncle Whoopi. ”

Willy greeted Uncle Whoopy.

Uncle Whoopi smiled and stopped what he was doing: "What? Is it that the farm tools at home are broken and want to be repaired, or do you want to buy some new things?"

"I want Uncle Whoopi to build something. ”

Willy explained his intentions.

Uncle Whoopi frowned, "What do you want to build?"

"Hmm......" Willy said, after a pause. "I want to build a crossbow and ten crossbow arrows, and a spear of about one meter and a half. ”

Uncle Whoopi was a very good craftsman, and even some of the city's customers would come to him to make iron tools, crossbows, and spears, which was not a difficult task for Uncle Whoopi.

"Was your father going to build these things?"

Uncle Whoopi asked, confused.