The Fishing and Fire Festival is a special festival held every autumn in the medium-sized town of the empire, Lok Ma Town, and its meaning is somewhat similar to the opening of the sea.

There is no fixed date, but every year, the most experienced fishermen in the town calculate the most suitable day to start fishing and harvesting based on the fishing conditions of the year, and report it to the lord of the town for approval.

This year, there is plenty of sunshine, the climate is warm, and the wind and rain are favorable, so the day of the Fishing Fire Festival is also a little earlier than usual.

Phil was standing in front of a large mirror more than two meters high, and was being tried on by Catherine and Grandma Bertha.

Although he stood fairly straight, the expression on his face was a little stinky.

Every year Catherine and Grandma Bertha prepare several sets of these little dresses according to his body development.

Although she hadn't really used it for the previous years, Catherine always maintained a great passion and enjoyed it.

This year, she finally has the opportunity to play, and you can imagine how excited she will be.

Maybe it's the nature of a man that anyone can change clothes for two hours in a row, especially after he doesn't notice any difference in the materials and styles of these clothes, and still maintains a happy and relaxed mood.

But he didn't dare to move, for Catherine had in her hand something like a broomstick, hardwood, and had already been hit several times on her ass.

After two full hours of torment, he already regretted what banquet he had agreed to attend.

The dress of the man in this world is different from that of the earth time, not black, but a heavy dark green.

It's hard for Phil to imagine what kind of terrifying picture his cheap dad Matthew wears in such a green, with his brown-red hair and his broad body.

The aesthetics of the people in this world are really rough, thanks to Mother Earth God, so that he inherited the white and golden hair color from his mother, at least with clothes is very versatile.

The little fat man sighed, he was very suspicious that he would suffer from degenerative diseases such as lumbar disc herniation or lumbar muscle strain at a young age, because now it was numb and painful, and it didn't look like his own at all.

When it was slightly dark, he took Catherine's hand and walked into the mansion of Hampton Stewart, Lord of Fallen Horse.

At this time, he did not know how closely everything behind this gate would be connected to him in the coming years.

He also didn't know how emotional he would feel when he stood in front of this gate again one day a few years later.

The gate of the Lord's Mansion is unusually tall and wide, which makes Phil, who never admits that he is short, always feel like he is in a giant country.

Similar to your own mansion, maybe it's because of the need for tall stature, or maybe the land and building materials in this country are really vast, and the price is so cheap that it doesn't make sense.

Almost all the inhabitants of Lok Ma Town had tall houses, and the nobles and merchants who were slightly better off built their mansions to be extremely wide, even a little empty.

Phil looked up at the six-meter-tall and fifteen-meter-wide gate, and it was hard to imagine how big the imperial palaces in the imperial capital should have been, and the engineers who designed the load-bearing layout for them estimated that their hair would turn gray.

The architectural style of this is very distinctive, and a thick layer of wood is laid on the thick log of Yishui as the interior wall, the wall is polished very smooth and flat, and after brushing with some kind of grease, it can be used as a mirror under the reflection of the light, and it also exudes a unique fragrance of wood.

The exterior of the house is a blue-black rock from the local mountains, which has been hewn into wide strips of stone, cemented with lime sand and a kind of gum, and then painted with a layer of mortar.

Phil had secretly measured and estimated that the thickness of the outer wall was definitely more than one meter, and the wall of the lord's house in front of him seemed to be even thicker.

The biggest advantage of this design is probably that it is extremely strong, and the little fat man thinks that the 105mm depleted uranium armor-piercing projectile of the tank's main gun must be at least three shots in the same position to penetrate it.

This seems to be easy to understand, the Ward people are tall, muscular, and their fighting ability seems to be more inclined to Warcraft than ordinary humans.

Phil once saw a bald old man who was said to be a veteran, drunk, shirtless, showing a body of explosive muscles, and easily smashed a white-gray stone with a table size that resembled granite, vividly interpreting the scene of the rampaging turtle immortal in a dragon ball.

Catherine quietly scratched her son's hand, reminding him not to look like he didn't know it.

The little fat man could only beat his spirits, and was pulled by his mother like a puppet, shuttling through the weaving flow of people.

Whenever Catherine introduced herself to everyone, Phil held the aristocratic style of the imperial capital instilled by her mother since she was a child, and nodded her head to Mr. and woman in front of her, or kissed her hand on the face, in short, she did a decent and meticulous job, and won a lot of praise.

In such formal social situations, accurate and long-standing etiquette, like a mirror, will always reflect a person's background and qualities better than words.

In particular, the most important point of the kiss is that the closer the mouth is to the better if you can't really kiss it.

It is necessary to let the other party feel the heat of the lips, but not a trace of wetness, God knows which brainless came up with a strange etiquette.

Fortunately, the little fat man seemed to be extremely talented in this area, at least he would never admit it, and in the process of learning, the wooden whip that Catherine always held in his hand gave him great encouragement.

The little fat man's white and blonde hair was combed back by Catherine with a kind of hair oil with a rich fragrance, which was extremely bright in the light and looked very energetic.

Coupled with his handsome facial features and charming blue eyes, if not a little short and fat, he is definitely a charming little Zhengtai.

The atmosphere of the banquet was relatively relaxed, perhaps at the township level, and there was not much sense of grandeur.

After observing for a long time, Phil didn't see the oily and powdery doorman who stood in front of the gate in the movie in his previous life, and was in charge of the roll call one by one, which made him a little disappointed.

The banquet has not officially begun, and after greeting each other, the crowd gathers in twos and threes, talking or exchanging softly.

Especially those ladies with heavy makeup will unconsciously put their bags, necklaces, shawls or other things that may seem low-key, but often have amazing prices or provenances in a prominent position, waiting for others to "inadvertently" discover and exclaim.

Then she seemed to sigh helplessly, this was a "little" surprise from her father or husband without her knowledge.

Catherine is naturally not so superficial.

Phil knew that only the necklace made of Bernavi blue crystal and Cadier gold diamonds that had been hanging on her slender neck for thousands of years.

It was the most ordinary of the six necklaces that the Snape family gave her when Matthew and Catherine were married, and it was enough to hang all the women present today.

The only reason that made her put away the other necklaces was that this necklace was her favorite, and even Matthew had praised it more than once, and the elegant and noble pale gold diamonds and Catherine's hair color were extremely commensurate, and they complemented each other and made it even more luxurious.

In short, small groups of this or that.

Catherine also has her own circle, that is, the "baby" group with the widest social class, the highest participation of personnel, and the longest activity period and the most unified activity content.

The little fat man was led to a corner inside, and a large group of women gathered there, all with their own children, big and small, fat and thin, and the number of children was a leaflet, a pair, and a three.

The youngest child was only 5 years old, but when he got closer, Phil sadly realized that he was shorter than the others, and that it was still a girl.

This ironclad fact made his mood suddenly depressed tonight.

There are about a dozen women in this circle, and they should all be Catherine's best friends in this town.

After a formal introduction, titles ranged from the wife of the tax collector of such and such a town to the daughter of such and such a baron, the sister of a probationary knight, and they were not much different in age from Catherine, the eldest of which was Demi Stewart, the wife of the town lord, and her daughter Anna Stewart.

Under Catherine's warning eyes, the little fat man, who had greeted him meticulously, stood quietly in front of his mother, playing the image of a well-behaved son.