In the wide open space, a huge bonfire was blazing, and a few older children were seriously flipping the handles of the simple shelves for roasting lamb, and from time to time they would stop to be painted on the fat and tender lamb by the attentive girls, holding small brushes, some rare spices that even the middle class of Parvin had never seen, and the roasted brown lamb soon gave off a rich aroma with the help of these spices, and the people were hungry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Those who are a little younger, then one person holds several skewers of slightly older lamb cut into small pieces of meat, put them around the campfire to roast, compared to the fineness of the roast mutton, the advantage of these small skewers is that they cook quickly, as long as these children are not lazy, these pieces of meat only need ten minutes to be fully cooked, and the steps to eat are also very simple, just pinch the fine salt next to it, gently sprinkle on it, the soft mutton with a hint of saltiness, is enough to make people drool, and with an hour ago, from the business district not far away from the purchase of enough Parven specialty, calledThe soft vegetable pie of "Duno", the touch of happiness like a mother's kiss, is like a heavenly taste for these children who have suffered so much.

And for the younger little bean dices, it's a pity that they can't enjoy the delicious food directly with their brothers and sisters, but Wendy, the child who specially noticed this, still noticed this, and she specially arranged for two clever girls to cut the roasted mutton into smaller diced meat, plus some vegetables and fragrant rice, and cooked it into fragrant porridge, which was distributed to those little bean dices, which was considered to take care of everyone thoroughly.

As for the large amount of rabbit meat, it was a bit of a hassle to deal with, and the delicious food they wanted was not something that Wendy, who never cooked, or these older kids who could only cook the simplest meals, so they simply stopped caring about the rabbits, and Anakin and Sauron, who had spent the night playing with the children, also got their own dinner, the prey they hunted with their own hands, although it was regarded as an "ominous symbol" in the farther northland As far as the black wolf of Oz is concerned, hunting prey like rabbits is somewhat cheap, but it is also caught by himself, so these two lazy guys naturally have no complaints.

The wolf brothers, who had eaten almost six rabbits, were now crawling in the shadows some distance from the campfire, and seemed to dislike the children for being too noisy, so they simply covered their ears with their paws, and fell asleep there, their thick tails sweeping across the ground, looking quite contented.

Wendy, who was sitting in a group of children, looked at these children with the happiest light on their faces, and couldn't help but fall into a deep sense of déjà vu, the former self, like these children, no, worse than them, they can meet a kind old gentleman like Ivey, it is already much better than the precarious self, but if he hadn't desperately escaped from the black corner, and then fainted in the store that was about to be demolished, if he hadn't woken up before Elivan hadn't come, or if he and Elivan had missed it, then what would the life be like now？

Will it be happier than it is now, or will it be ten thousand times worse than it is now?

Wendy tilted her head, and her hands subconsciously touched the head of Xiao Douding next to her, and after a few minutes, she gave up this meaningless association, if she hadn't met Elivan in the first place, her most likely ending would be to die in a ditch like those unlucky little beggars.

Over the years, he has always lived behind Eleven, living in his shadow, not paying attention to the world other than him, and there have been so many temptations in front of him, wine and wealth, everything, in a time that Eleven's does not know, has tried to pull her out of Eleven's shadow, but every time she encounters this, Wendy just wants to laugh, laugh out loud, those people, those things, they don't know what they value most.

Maybe it's the bread that has long forgotten the taste, maybe it's the glass of milk that only remembers very warm, but there is one thing that will never be missing, the clean smile that is so pure that it makes it seem that there is nothing to hide, the smile that only appears once in memory, but it was that time that completely changed his life.

"Uh... What a cunning, Eleven. ”

Wendy stretched out her fingers and brushed a strand of hair from her cheek behind her head, then smiled and took a cup of hot porridge from the side and fed herself gently.

And while Wendy and the children were happily playing what was a late-night snack, in the modest chapel, Elivan, the sea serpent, oh no, now called Shelfield, and an old man in a white coarse cloth robe, with his hair and beard all white, were sitting at a round table, and the polite older children were going back and forth on the table with the best roasted lamb and warm vegetable pies, and a few bowls of porridge, and then quietly closed the door of the chapel, and then ran to the campfire and began to enjoy their meal。

"Mr. Elivan, how is the child that my Ivey has raised?"

Picking up a bowl of porridge, his spirit seemed a little sluggish, but the old man who still had a light called wisdom shining in his eyes asked as he forked a piece of fragrant mutton, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Elevenn shrugged his shoulders, a smile flashed across his face, and he also pinched a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, feeling the familiar spiciness, and exclaimed,

"In a dangerous situation, you still know how to save yourself, and can negotiate a way that is also good in my opinion, born in suffering and know self-improvement, even in this case, you will never give up, you know how to share good things, know how to protect your peers, and at the same time you can also observe words and colors, and most importantly, these children know hard work, and have a trace of condensed magic fluctuations, I have to say that Mr. Ivey's ability to teach students is really first-class in my opinion. ”

The old gentleman couldn't help laughing when he heard these words without any moisture, his wrinkled face was full of pride, although it had reached the point of running out of oil, but Elivan could still see Ive's demeanor from this face, and although he was already very weak, but Ive's extremely regular magic fluctuations, how to say it, it was estimated that it would not be a problem to hang Eleven's in his heyday, that is to say, the old man in front of him, who was not amazing, and even lived a little bit in Eleven's opinion, was very likely to be a real great magister。 (To be continued.) )