After the death of the housekeeper, Sumi had nightmares every day. The image of the housekeeper is also becoming more and more terrifying. The butler had become the embodiment of Sumi's years of regret, sorrow, and fear, and these abstract things were now condensed into the image of the butler in Sumi's mind. These things are said by the butler: "Let Arcadio leave the valley the second!" Sumi never wanted to see Arcadio Second again, and said to Arcadio First every day, "Let him go!" ”

At the end of the summer of that year, my grandfather wrote a letter to the university in Djerkhala, asking if he could accept his son.

In the autumn, a colleague of the Bachelor, a professor of history, wrote that he remembered his grandfather and believed in his grandfather's tutor and the children he had educated, that he would open a class the next autumn, and that if the grandfather wanted his son to receive systematic training in the humanities, then he would wait for the young man in Djerkhala.

At the end of the letter, it is noted that the tuition fee is 300 dinars, and the food and accommodation are at your own expense. Grandfather discussed this matter with Sumi, and Sumi immediately agreed. Grandfather sighed helplessly.

From the autumn of his father's age of 16, my grandfather began to teach my father some fencing lessons that he had learned at the university. My grandfather, who had not danced with a knife or a stick for many years, was unequivocal when teaching his father the art of self-defense, and he was strict with his father to the point of harshness.

Jill's father once shook his head as he watched his father break a piece of wood with an iron sword. He walked over to his father and said, "Young Master, you can't work so hard. Using all your strength at the beginning will make it difficult to organize a second attack quickly after one attack. Keep your wrist on your wrist and use all your strength when your sword gets close to the stake. The father wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Uncle Bi'anwen, do you know how to do swordsmanship when you do farm work every day?" Old Bianwen dropped the sickle, turned and went into the firewood room, and when he came out he threw his father a wooden stick, and he himself took the other. The front end of the stick was tied with thick mound linen. "Come on, young master, let's do an event with Old Bi Anwen."

Uncle Gil later told me that he had asked for an extra cushion for a fat woman to sit on during dinner that day. Many years later, when I heard the executioners in the tavern compare offensive moves, and heard one of the moves called "circle spanking", I had a deeper understanding of the mat my father had requested.

At that time, my father used the fencing skills he learned from his grandfather to deal with the old Bi Anwen, and used the know-how he learned from the old Bi Anwen to give back to his father.

After the Nord woman knew that her father was going to leave for the house the following summer, she hired one of his Nords to teach her father some techniques of the Beihai people, such as the technique of throwing wooden sticks with the Nord woman that his father had learned from the Nord woman since he was a child. My father's arm strength was average, but he could throw more than 50 steps in the field with practice, and the peasants liked to watch my father throw a stick from afar and knock over a stake that looked very small.

Jill is now starting to take on more things, after the old mule from before was too frightened to use it anymore. Jill bought two young mules from a farmer's house on the plains. With more than 160 cattle on the estate, which now produces more milk per day, Gil paid 100 dinars to hire a dairy worker in Suno to teach the women of the valley how to make cheese from the surplus milk, and then sell the fresh cheese to Suno, which makes the valley earn an extra 600 dinars a month.

Jill's biggest financial contribution to the valley was that little gilded toy, and almost tenfold the profits that sent the valley's income skyrocketing. After seeking his grandfather's consent, Jill began to teach some of the best carpenters chemistry courses, of course, Jill only let them simply master the configuration and use of various **. They are not required to grasp the properties of the elements, the most fundamental core ---- elements of chemistry, as they do.

Ever since seeing the world through the lens of physics and chemistry, Jill has discovered that the world has changed dramatically. Now he is not in a position to change the worldview of the peasants who have lived on the land all their lives, but he can train them in a very short time to become skilled workers in a specific skill. Now Jill would not melt the gold coins directly to get the raw materials, as he did back then, and he obtained enough gold and silver nuggets from the gold and silver shops by order. The cost of using these things to make small toys with gold and silver plastering is much lower.

Once, a city steward went directly to the castle and ordered a full 200 toys, including the castle, the farmer, the oxen, the soldiers, the horses, the bridge, etc., which is almost a model of a small town. And asked Jill to make a big box with a dark slot to fit each toy completely. Money is not an issue. The deposit was 1,000 dinars. Jill was surprised, I don't know which noble guest was so generous, the steward blinked slyly, "Young man, if you can, my young lady wants you to send it over in person." ”

Jill told his grandfather, who told him to come to him the night before he left.

One night a month later, Jill nailed the last nail to a skinned crate and placed the last gilded soldier inside. Then Jill took off his sweaty linen shirt ------ one of his father's styles, but without initials. He went to the carpenter's lounge, took a bucket of water, showered himself, changed into clothes, and pushed the door open to go to the castle.

In the castle, my grandfather was sorting out the records of my income and expenses, and when he heard Jill knock on the door, my grandfather raised his head and asked him with his eyes what Jill was doing.

Jill said, "My lord, my job is done. To-morrow I will leave for the city, and I will remember your instructions and set out to find you. Grandfather let out an "oh" and said he remembered.

Then he rattled the bell and found the fat woman. This fat woman was the maid who followed the hostess when she got married, and more than forty years of time turned a fat girl who did not know the world into a delicate and loyal old woman.

The fat woman went downstairs and rubbed her hands on her apron as she went upstairs. The father said, "Madame, bring me the dress I prepared last time." The fat woman smiled and turned away.

The father said to Gil, "To-morrow take my carriage and go into the city, and let your mules rest for two days." When visiting the family, change into a dress. When someone asks you who you are, you say you're the nephew of the lord on the other side of the mountain, you know? ”

Jill was puzzled, but years of contact had given him another instinctive obedience to his grandfather's words, and he said, "Yes, my lord." ”

The next day, in the city, the well-mannered Gil, dressed in a gown, took the order and knocked on the door of a beautiful house according to the address above, and the janitor inside asked him who he was.

Gil said, "The nephew of the lord on the other side of the mountain, bring your family the goods you ordered. The young man stood in awe, and helped Jill move a fine leather bag and wooden box from a luxurious carriage into the house.

Jill noticed that when he was signing for the goods and confirming the bills, there was a window around him that was hidden and someone seemed to be secretly watching him. After the deal between the steward and Jill was completed, he patted Jill on the cheek and said that he really envied the young man.

The steward finished speaking and left, and suddenly Jill was left alone in the whole courtyard. As Jill was about to leave the gate, a handkerchief fell. Jill looked up and saw a maiden more beautiful than the moon. The maiden, who was more beautiful than the moon, said, "Sir, don't you think it's polite to help me pick up the handkerchief?"

Soon after, the fat woman came to her grandfather and said, "Gil may be sick, he has been smiling inexplicably lately, and his temper is so good-tempered, his face is red and white, and he occasionally seems very excited, and walks back and forth." I'm really worried about the health of this Nord lad! ”

Grandfather said solemnly that he knew.

In the afternoon, Jill came to his grandfather, saying that he had suddenly found that the castle had not enough oil, and that he had to go into the city anyway. When Jill said this, he broke out in a cold sweat, lacked confidence, and stammered. Grandfather nodded slowly, indicating that he understood Jill's concern for the castle. After some thought, my grandfather said, "Mr. Jill, I remember that there is a lot of oil in the castle, are you sure we are short of oil?" Jill patted his head and said that he was mistaken, that the sweet sauce and preserves in the kitchen were actually gone, and that he could get them from a familiar merchant in the city. The grandfather said that he would let the fat woman go into the city once to buy these things, and the fat woman happened to want to go into the city to see her little son. Jill says he's negotiated a deal with someone and needs to buy some new furniture for the castle. After saying this, Jill knew that he was a fool, and now the entire market town of the South Suno Plain, large and small, knew that the furniture in the White Pigeon Valley was the best. Jill's face flushed. The grandfather laughed, and then he decided not to tease the poor lad any more.

Grandfather looked at Jill and said, "The castle is nothing bad, but there has been no love for a long time, would you like to go to the city and look for it?" Jill was about to explode with happiness, and hugged his grandfather across the table, which messed up the accounts that his grandfather had been sorting out for a long time, and his grandfather looked at the messy tabletop with straight eyes.

Jill turned and ran. Behind the back grandfather shouted, "Take the dress from the fat lady, and then it will be yours." Set up my carriage! ”

Winter goes to spring, spring passes and summer solstice.

On the day his father left the valley, Jill followed his grandfather to see him off.

When my father left the castle, he asked his father, who was also my grandfather, "Can my mother come and see me off?" Grandfather was embarrassed: "Your mother is not feeling well... You know..."

The father pursed his mouth and picked his head, and stepped onto the horse. It was a sturdy traveling horse that Jill had brought back from Suno with two large leather bags. The pouch contained a kettle, clothes, a small amount of dinars, a bill that could be exchanged for 1,000 dinars in the chambers of commerce in various cities, a roll of quilts, two pairs of leather boots, and a large bottle of gold sore medicine for the Nord woman.

Many years ago, my grandfather rode a lame horse into the valley. Now, the father left the valley in a much more glamorous manner, and Bianwen and the Nord woman carried the luggage, and only when the father was about to leave the valley did they put the package on the horse, and they told the young master to be out alone to pay attention to safety.

Earlier, my grandfather asked my father to consider leaving with a caring attendant, and my grandfather asked Jill if he could come with him. Grandfather said that if it was even a few months in the morning, it would not be a problem, and now Jill's heart is tied here, and he can't go. His father then said that he would not bring anyone, and that his father could become a lord with one man and one horse, and he himself was not unavoidable. Grandfather was worried and silent.

The shirt my father wears now is a style that was popular 30 years ago in Rhodoc, embroidered with H.A. These clothes were born out of the love of an old Rhodok woman many years ago. The old woman's love warmed my father for seventeen years. My father is seventeen years old this year, and in the future, my father will have to face the completely unknown world by himself.

My father mounted his horse, and my grandfather finally hung a finely slain from Palauven on his waist.

My father was determined to leave.

"Does Mom really not want to see me?"

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"Well, goodbye then"

His father looked at the white dove-like castle in the valley from afar, and he seemed to see the windows of the castle, behind the curtains of one of the windows, and his mother looked at him with mixed feelings.

The father owed a debt to everyone, and rode away.

That summer, the wheat ears on the Suno Plain were green and swaying in the wind. Warm food will come to the whole earth in a few months. At this time, the sky was full of burning clouds, and the distant village flute came from the field. By the roadside were well-tended orchards, with colorful fruits dotted with branches, and finches jumping from treetop to treetop, it was just an ordinary day for them.

His father was about to arrive in the city before it was dark, and he clamped his horse's belly and ran into the plain like a green carpet.