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The small estate that Una bought for Layla's parents is also close by. In the case of Ed and Emma, the entire Holy City is probably the same area, which allows them to live comfortably and safely.

Although the Holy City has always claimed to be a non-war place, it is not uncommon for the Haylians to beat the Madim and the Madim to bully the Portans. The attitude of the Holy See towards this is that as long as there is no death, it is just that it is not seen. The Madim or Porterne, who have suffered bad luck, will also consciously keep quiet.

After Layla's parents moved to the small estate, they stayed closed most of the time - the two old men of Porten, who had lived on the Blue Water Farm all their lives, would unconsciously shiver and sweat when they went to a crowded place, or even when they saw a strange Madtim.

After the first days of fear, Miss Madtim, named Una, brought an old man and a baby into their lives, and the little manor, crammed into the city, was no longer deserted.

Emma was very fond of the six- or seven-month-old Botane child, especially when she thought of his background, and in this affection, there was a simple sympathy.

When they were at Bishui Farm, they had also seen such a thing - the man was taken away by the demonic beast that slipped through the net, the woman ran away, and the children left behind could still be helped by the neighbors to eat a few full meals at first, but after a long time, or in the spring and summer, each family had to count the balance of the quota, calculating whether it would be until the autumn harvest, and most of the children without fathers and mothers would starve to death.

Closing her eyes, Emma seemed to be able to see the child who was so hungry that he only had a handful of bones left, but his stomach was bulging because of gas.

In fact, when Layla was young, Ed had an illness, and if he hadn't survived, Layla would have probably ended up like this. I can't blame anyone for this - at Bishui Farm, I am thankful that I can raise my own children, and there is no room to save others.

But now the situation is different.

Now the situation is completely different.

Ed and Emma are living a far better life than the farm stewards, better than ...... Well, for Ed and Emma, the boldest comparison when it comes to luxury is none other than the steward of the farm—the gnoll people of their family can eat food.

So, although Emma's first reaction when she saw the poor child brought by Miss Una was how long it was until the autumn harvest, it only took a short time for her to realize that the autumn harvest or anything was not a problem at all now.

Daughter Layla is now a top class, and Ed even secretly tells Emma that she also had dinner at the same table with that Helian master!

Yes, there is no need to think about the autumn harvest or the surplus grain.

They were able to feed this poor child.

As for the old man, the child's grandmother, Emma was not so polite—she felt that if she was so old, she would be embarrassed to continue living.

Although Miss Una left a lot of magic crystals for them when she helped them buy the manor, Emma and Ed still ploughed the grass in the manor and planted dense beans. In a few months, the beans would be ready to be harvested - not a single bean would have to be paid to the farm steward, Ed and Emma laughed in their sleep.

Now, more than four months have passed since they took the child in. Little Kuka, who had just turned a year old, was so sturdy with the cheese and bread that Layla brought him every now and then that he could stumble and stumble through the bean fields with his fat arms.

And little Kuka's grandmother gradually got better after eating a few full meals.

Finally, after watering the beans and removing the weeds with Emma, the poor old man was also recognized by Emma and was no longer considered a wasted person who could only eat.

Although they are still afraid of the people and environment outside the manor, their lives are gradually getting better, whether it is Ed and Emma, or little Kuka and his grandmother.

Until one day, a woman knocked on the door of the manor.

There were no servants in the manor, and Emma opened the door herself, and when she opened the door, she saw a woman from Bothne, who was very good-looking by Emma's standards.

"Who are you looking for?" Seeing that the other party was also from Bother, Emma was no longer so nervous.

"I'm coming for my child......" said the woman.

"Your child?" Emma wondered.

At this time, the woman had already seen the little Kuka running in the bean field through the gap between Emma and the gate, and saw her push Emma away and rush towards the little Kuka.

Emma was pushed by her to sit on the ground and stood up scolding, only to see that the woman had already held little Kuka in her arms and kissed his little face red from the sun.

"My child...... My child ......" the woman kept shouting, but little Kuka was a little dazed by her sudden movements.

Emma seemed to understand what was happening, looked at the old woman standing beside the child, and asked, "Is it the child's mother?"

Little Kuka's grandmother nodded, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and looked at the scene of the mother and son meeting in front of her with emotion.

"Kid...... Don't you know me? I'm a mother......" The woman stared at little Kuka, who suddenly burst into tears after a timid call similar to that of a mother—not knowing whether she was scared or wronged.

"Kid, they must have bullied you, aren't they......" The woman said as she took little Kuka in her arms and walked in the direction of the manor gate.

At this time, Ed also ran out of the manor, and the honest Bothon man was as overwhelmed as Emma, and muttered, "We didn't ...... Didn't bully ......."

The child's grandmother was even more dazed, not understanding why little Kuka's mother suddenly came to ask for the child back - she had cruelly abandoned the child a few months ago.

When the woman was about to walk out of the manor, probably annoyed that no one had called out to her, she suddenly turned her head and said loudly, "This is my child...... I can do whatever I want......"

The three simple old men in the manor have not yet figured out what she means.

Finally, the woman's patience seemed to run out, and she twisted little Cook's thigh, causing the child to cry.

"Joochie in the grocery market is now my man...... If you want to see the kids, you can come to the leather section on the east side of the market, but it's best to come when Jorcie is in a good temper......"

After she said this, seeing that the three old men were still looking at her in a daze, she finally snorted coldly and stepped out of the gate of the manor.

......

"Is it really okay? I don't think that Madtim woman is easy to mess with......" The young woman who was still a little domineering just now, that is, the biological mother of little Kuka, the expression on her face had completely changed at this time, and there seemed to be a hint of greed in her timidity.

"Don't worry, it's just a Madtim chick...... I know a lot of Lord Hellian, and besides, this is indeed your child...... What are you afraid of?" The Madtim man with short silver hair and a rather vicious appearance pinched Little Kuka's face as he spoke: "The little guy looks like me, won't he be my species?"

"If only you planted it......" The young woman of Porterne, twisting her already fat waist, threw a greasy wink at the silver-haired man named Georgie, and suddenly became worried again, "They won't not come, will they?"

"Did you do it all?" asked Joch.

"It's done...... the woman hesitated, "Maybe it's still light......"

Georgie glanced at the woman disapprovingly.

"Do you want to take it back and show them it?" this time it's a little heavier...... the woman asked.

"No......" Qiao Qi shook his head, turned and walked towards the end of the market, muttering, "Idiot......"

The woman did not hear him and followed him with the child in her arms.

At this time, little Kuka suddenly began to cry again.

(Ask for a monthly pass!Ask for a recommended ticket!) (To be continued.) )