"Daddy—"

Martha, who ran out of hearing the barking of the Ram dog, threw herself into Malf's arms, a happy smile on her pink little face. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Be careful, don't fall!"

Jenny's voice came from inside the room, and Martha, who was frightened, shrank her head.

"Martha, look what Daddy brought back to you," Marff took out a colorful headband from his waist pocket and shook it in front of Martha's eyes: "Pretty, do you like it?"

"Like—"

The light blue pupils are shining, telling the daughter's family's love for headbands.

"Then Daddy will help you put it on. ”

"Hmm. ”

The cool silky smoothness came from the contact between the hairband and the skin, adding a sense of happiness to Martha, who was already very happy.

"Dad, I'm going to play with Kido. ”

As soon as the headband was put on, Martha ran away happily, and the long tail of the band flew with her hair, like a snake dancing in the depths of the forest......

"Why did you come back so early today?"

Inside, Jenny was peeling peas unhurriedly when she saw that Malf had returned before dusk, which was a little strange.

"Don't mention it, I'm really unlucky today, I've been wandering in the woods for a day, I haven't met a single panting, and my clothes are ripped!"

Malf grumbled as he placed the small axe behind the door, loosened his neckline.

Jenny walked over, looked at the opened opening, frowned and said, "The opening is too big, I can't make up for it today, you can't go out tomorrow anyway, I'll make it up tomorrow, and I have to peel all these peas out today." ”

"I can't get out, what's the matter, I don't have any other clothes?"

Malf looked at his wife strangely, even if he broke a piece of clothing, he would not be allowed to go out.

"The mayor has sent someone to inform you, and for the past three days, those of you who have gone out hunting have been staying at home, waiting for Lord Myne to send someone to ask questions. ”

Jenny explained as she cleaned up the table.

"What did we do?"

"It's not a crime, but I want to ask you if you have seen any suspicious people in the mountains and forests recently. ”

"What's going on again?" said Malf indignantly, "If we don't go out hunting, we can't eat peas every day." ”

Putting down the plate in his hand, Malf was about to go to the back of the door to get a small axe: "I have to go to the forest again in the evening, at least I have to beat out the food for tomorrow and the next two days, I can say anything, I can't let you two starve with me." ”

"Hey, come back. Jenny stopped the furious Marff: "The town has given the subsidy, and it has been delivered." ”

"Didn't you say it sooner," said Malf, throwing his axe back into his hand, and grumbling to his wife, "it almost killed me." ”

"Okay, I know you feel sorry for our mother, let's eat. ”

Jenny straightened her husband's collar and saw the red mark on his neck.

"How did you get that?"

"What?"

"On your neck, there are red marks one after another. ”

"I don't know, maybe it's a branch, I didn't pay attention, it doesn't hurt or itch anyway, it's fine. ”

The peasant man was naturally not squeamish, and he didn't care about this kind of red mark that wasn't even a wound.

Compared with this, when he doesn't have to worry about his livelihood, he is more willing to pay attention to some "anecdotes": "You haven't told me what the hell is going on, and it's worth asking so many people to ask." ”

"I didn't hear too clearly," Jenny recalled frowning, "as if to say that Master Sharp's body had been found in the stables, and I wanted to ask if you had seen any suspicious people in the past few days." ”

"Stable, which stable?"

"Which one else could it be, the one in the east. ”

"How many years has that stable been abandoned, what is he doing there? ”

"Where can we guess the thoughts of the big guys, eh, where are you girl?"

Jenny, who had set up the dishes, noticed that Martha hadn't come back yet, so she asked Marff, who was already seated.

"I went to play with her friends. ”

"She's not eating?"

"Leave her in the pot. ”

"It's all what you're used to, and the child used to be obedient. Jenny was very angry and complained to Marff, who was picking up the dishes, "She doesn't eat, and people don't eat either?"

"What are you angry at me, it's not like I told her not to eat. Marff, who was criticized by his wife, defended his daughter: "If you get a gift, you are not allowed to show off." ”

"What gifts?"

Jenny, who had been in the house, didn't know about the headband.

"A headband. ”

"You gave it to her?"

"Nonsense. ”

Malf rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Who else could the daughter receive a gift other than that of the couple?

He is not a noble lord, and there are people who rush to give him gifts.

"Hey, let me tell you, that hairband is beautiful, exactly the same as the rich ladies I saw last time in the city, and the material of this headband is very exquisite, it feels like holding the hand of a noble lady, it is very ......"

As soon as Malf opened his mouth, Jenny knew that he was going to enter "show off mode", ignored him, and silently ate the peas herself.

Unlike Malf, Jenny doesn't have a staple in front of her, not that she doesn't like it, but stays in the kitchen, ready to give Ram a meal tomorrow morning.

This has become a habit of the farmer's life, and it has nothing to do with whether he will go out hunting tomorrow.

"Yo, you've also taken the noble lady's hand. ”

After enduring it for a long time, seeing that Malf still did not stop talking, Jenny, who could not bear the disturbance, still couldn't hold back her "desire to fight", and interrupted Malf's self-amusement.

"Uh......"

His wife's words put Malf in an embarrassment: holding the hand of the noble lady, how could he have the guts.

Besides, even if he is really not afraid of going to the gallows, he must first have the blessing of meeting a noble lady before he can consider the question of whether to hold hands or not.

For a "talkative" person, the most annoying thing is that someone debunks his own "artistic processing".

The kind of "more serious" person knows very well how to end the other party's chatter as soon as possible, and Jenny, who has a lot of "combat experience" with Marve, is such a more serious person.

"I'm talking about headbands, you ......"

The embarrassed Malf launched a counterattack, but before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Jenny: "Where did you pick it up?"

"I ......"

The cruelest part of the truth is that it is always irrefutable, and the headband was indeed picked up, so Malf was born with this ploy.

"Hmph, I can't talk to you, you ......"

The dying Malf tried to win by messing around, but ......

"And who can you talk to, Ram?"

Obviously, in this respect, Malf is too far behind Jeanne.