Just as the two of them hesitated, a cold wind suddenly blew over from the sea.

Immediately, the rain that had already become light turned into a torrential rain again.

Xingyue and Yang Xueqi both shuddered.

Seeing their embarrassed appearance, the woman smiled kindly, beckoned again, and then walked back in front of her.

Xingyue and Yang Xueqi also walked behind the woman, supporting each other and struggling to walk on the muddy beach.

After walking on the beach for a while, the woman led Xingyue and the two to a wooden house built by the sea.

Behind the hut is a huge stone wall, and the bottom of the hut is also rocky.

The wooden house is built under the stone wall near the beach, and it is built according to the land.

Yang Xueqi was slightly surprised: "There are really people who build a house by the sea to live?" ”

"The hut looks old, but it's sturdy." Xingyue said.

As soon as they walked into the small door of the wooden house, Xingyue and Yang Xueqi felt a burst of warm heat.

instantly took away the cold air from the two of them.

Xingyue walked into the hut and found an old stove in the middle of the hut, and there was a flame burning in it, which baked the whole room very warm, and at the same time dissipated the dampness caused by the rainy day.

The floor of the hut is made of wooden planks and is very neat.

Xingyue and Yang Xueqi stood at the door of the hut, hesitating and not daring to enter.

When the woman saw the hesitation of the two men, she immediately spoke a series of French, presumably letting them into the house, given the situation.

Xingyue shook her head, pointed to her and her friend's shoes and clothes, and told her why she didn't enter the house in a few English words.

"Our clothes were dripping and our shoes were covered in mud, and we were worried about soiling your house."

The woman followed Xingyue's hand and looked at their clothes and shoes.

Sure enough, the sides of the shoes were covered with mud and sand, and droplets of water were dripping from their clothes.

The woman slapped her forehead with a look of abrupt realization, then turned and walked into the back room with a smile.

After a while, she came out with two dry and soft towels and two pairs of slippers and handed them to Xingyue.

The two of them were not polite, changed into clean slippers, put the dirty shoes at the door, and then wiped the water droplets on their bodies and heads with towels before entering the room.

"It's not very spacious, but it's very exquisite."

Yang Xueqi sighed.

Indeed, the cabin was divided into two rooms, inside and outside.

From the outside you can see that there is a bed inside, and there is the bedroom; The outer room is the living room and kitchen.

Xingyue wiped her hair and saw that the woman was already busy in the kitchen.

She is so skilled that she feeds the dough into the old-fashioned oven; Then quickly chop the onion and some spices on the cutting board, then start slicing the sausage again.

There is a pot on the stove, and a baking sheet.

But just ten minutes later, there was already boiling soup in the pot, and on the baking sheet, there were already crispy and oily sausage slices.

The old woman smiled very happily when she saw that Xingyue had been watching herself cook, as if she was very happy that someone accompanied her when she was cooking.

Xingyue asked in body language and English, "Do you need me to help you?" ”

As if a tacit understanding had been established, the old woman waved her hand, and her confident expression seemed to say, "No, no, I can do it alone." ”

Since there was nothing to help in the kitchen, Xingyue began to continue to look at the cabin.

In the living room, there are two sofas of different colors and textures, one under the window and the other against the wooden wall.

There are pictures on the wall.

Xingyue walked in only to find that most of these photos were cut out of newspapers.

"Xingyue, have you noticed that there seems to be the same person in these photos?"

Yang Xueqi was also carefully examining those photos and raised a question.

Although they were framed, the newspaper clippings were still yellowed, and the photos on the clippings were a little unrecognizable.

"It looks like it, but I'm not sure if it's not." Xingyue reached.

The words on the newspaper clippings are all in French, and the two of them have been reading for a long time, but they can't see anything famous.

On the other side, the smell of wheat wafted, and the two people who were studying the newspaper clippings turned their heads at the same time.

It turned out that the bread was baked.

The bread with the purest aroma of wheat has a crispy and crunchy shell that is cut into several large pieces under the action of a bread knife.

The two girls, who had not eaten breakfast, immediately consciously gathered in the kitchen.

"Wow, it smells so good!" Yang Xueqi stared at the bread with bright eyes, and her saliva was almost about to stay.

When the woman saw their reaction, she smiled even more happily.

She spoke a series of French, her hands changing different gestures, and clicking on many different materials.

Xingyue guessed, "She was probably introducing us to these delicious foods, or how these delicious foods are made." ”

Yang Xueqi immediately applauded very applauded, and praised in English: "Amazing, too powerful." ”

The food was quickly brought to the table.

The three of them sat around the dining table.

Old woman, now Xingyue already knows her name, Camille, although the language is not understood, but the name can be transliterated.

Camille enthusiastically motioned for the two to try their craft.

Xingyue followed Camille's example, picked up a piece of European bread, dipped it in the soup, and then took a bite while it was hot.

Immediately, the onion is fresh and sweet. Full mouth, the crispy outer layer of the European bun is not soaked in the hot soup, but the inside absorbs the rich soup, and the aroma of wheat and the aroma of onion soup are blended together, and every bite is a pleasure.

After Xingyue took a bite of the bread, Camille looked at Xingyue expectantly, expecting to praise it.

When she saw Xingyue's satisfied expression because she was too delicious, Camille smiled like a child.

"Sausages, sausages."

Camille said two more simple English words and shoved a large plate of sausages in front of the two of them.

When Camille was grilling the sausages, Xingyue discovered that these sausages did not look like the finished products he bought, and should have been handmade by Camille himself.

There is also a bowl of mashed potatoes next to the sausage.

When Yang Xueqi picked up a piece of sausage and was about to put it in her mouth, she was stopped by Camille.

She took the bowl of sauce next to her, poured it over the mashed potatoes, and then dipped some of the mashed potatoes in the sauce with her sausage before making a gesture of eating.

"It's fun!"

Yang Xueqi imitated Camille's appearance, and when the sausage dipped in mashed potatoes entered the mouth, she immediately felt the taste salty, crispy but juicy.

"It's delicious!" Yang Xueqi praised from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that both of them liked their own cooking, Camille had already smiled into a slit in his eyes.

The three of them exchanged gestures or English words while eating.

After this meal, Xingyue and Yang Xueqi knew that Camille was 67 years old this year and was a local here; And Camille also knew their names, and at the same time, Xingyue and they came here because of work, and they came to see the sunrise this morning.

Just after the three of them had eaten and drunk enough, a beam of sunlight shone into the house from the window.

"It's clear!" Yang Xueqi looked out of the window and found that the sky had turned blue and the sun had risen high.

"It shouldn't be raining today, and it's safe for you to walk through the woods now." Camille told them.

In this case, it is inconvenient for Xingyue and them to continue to bother Camille.

After thanking Camille for her hospitality, Xingyue and Yang Xueqi put away their things and said goodbye and left.

They have to go back quickly, they don't know how worried Mu Lingyan is about them now.

After the rain, the ground in the forest was slippery, and the two walked for more than an hour along the way they came, before they saw the castle again.

As soon as they entered the castle, a maid standing on the steps saw them.

She shouted something happily, then turned and went inside the door.

Soon, the people from the RK company ran out with the maid.

"Young lady! Secretary Yang! ”

Seeing Xingyue and Yang Xueqi coming back, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry to worry you." Xingyue said, "There was a sudden thunderstorm, and the two of us didn't dare to approach the woods, so we had to hide from the rain on the beach for a while. ”

"It's good to be back. As soon as the rain stopped, the boss and Ted had to take someone out to look for you, and we've told them you're back. ”

About half an hour later, Mu Lingyan rushed back, knowing that Xingyue was safe and sound, he was relieved.

It turned out that Mu Lingyan and Xingyue took different routes, so they didn't even meet each other.

"After tossing all morning, you are also tired, I will accompany you back to the room to rest." Mu Lingyan proposed.

Xing Yue nodded obediently and let Mu Lingyan take her hand back to the room.

There are many portraits hanging on the walls of the French-style castle, and Xingyue has only looked at them casually before, and has not looked at them seriously.

But just after walking up the stairs, Xingyue's eyes were suddenly attracted by a huge portrait of a person.

In that portrait, there was an old Frenchman with white hair.

He was wearing a very classic French dress, and he looked ahead in good spirits.

I don't know why, Xingyue always felt that this old man made her feel a little familiar.

But she was sure that she had never seen the old man.

What makes her feel familiar?

Xing Yue pondered, was taken back to the bedroom by Mu Lingyan, and spent the whole afternoon in this contemplation.

Early the next morning, as soon as Xingyue opened her eyes, she checked the weather for the day.

It's been a great day today!

So, Xingyue asked Ted to prepare some seasonal fruits for herself.

According to yesterday's route, Xingyue returned to the beach alone with the fruit, and found the cabin again.

"Camille, are you there?"

Xingyue asked as she knocked on the door.

But there was no reply from inside the house.

After knocking a few more times, Xingyue heard footsteps coming from inside the house.