Lord Highlander

   Chapter 225 224. Gift

  After breakfast the next morning, Suldak took out the gifts bought in Bena City and placed them on the dining table.

Two fine ladies' lambskin boots, a soft silk gown, a gold necklace inlaid with rubies were gifts for Rita and Natasha respectively, and the fine silver jug ​​was a gift for old Sheila, who had forgotten Peter Therefore, Suldak took out an exquisite silver-handled dagger that he carried with him, and prepared to give it to little Peter.

Originally, Suldak was still worried about whether the old Sheila, Rita, and Natasha would accept these gifts. Unexpectedly, the old Sheila was a little surprised when she saw these expensive gifts on the square table, but she did not reject them. .

  Old Sheila looked at the silver kettle in front of her, and sat at the dining table in a daze. Seeing the sadness in her eyes, she probably remembered her son who died on the battlefield.

Rita couldn't help touching the exquisite gilt bronzing on the lambskin boots, looking at the shoe straps mixed with gold and silver threads, the pointed toes of the little leather boots almost pierced into her heart, Let her heart beating violently, these leather boots are more exquisite than all the sheepskin boots she has ever seen, she once saw a similar pair on the feet of a bride who married into the village, But it is definitely not as beautiful as this pair.

  She sat at the dining table, looking excited and excited. She wanted to touch the leather of the sheepskin boots to see if they were soft, but she was worried that she would be scolded by Sheila for not being reserved enough. She couldn't wait to try it.

Natasha, who was sitting opposite Rita, seemed much more reserved, but her gaze was also attracted by the magnificent ruby ​​necklace on the table, and the one made of unknown fabric. The skirt, the fabric looks as soft as the clouds in the sky, but the thinner the gauze material, the more transparent it looks. She thinks that wearing any petticoat inside must look very earthy, but who can have the courage? Going out to meet people only in such a see-through silk dress?

  Thinking of this, a blush appeared on Natasha's fair face.

But little Peter held the dagger in his hand unceremoniously. Old Sheila was worried that if he accidentally pulled out the dagger, it would hurt him, so she took the dagger from little Peter and threatened to keep it for him for a while. Little Peter looked at his grandmother stupidly, and wanted to struggle out of his mother's arms to **** his little toy back.

"You actually prepared these precious gifts for us. Dak is not as careful as you, and you have to spend money!" Old Sheila said to Suldak, then glanced at Rita, and said: "Rita, Put these away first, I was still worrying about your dowry before, and now there are always some things I can get out of."

  Rita blinked her big lake-blue eyes, with a hint of joy on her face, but she tried her best to keep her due reserve.

  Old Sheila said to Natasha in a soft voice: "Natasha, since it is Darke's wish, you can accept it too!"

  Natasha nodded to Suldak, and said softly to Suldak: "Thank you for your gift!"

She rarely spoke to Suldak, and her slightly hoarse voice carried a very special magnetism, but after saying this, she turned around and ran into the room with her gift in her arms, and she seemed a little agitated , maybe thought of some sad things.

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  Magic is very mysterious to the people in the village.

  But just because you haven’t eaten pork doesn’t mean you haven’t seen a pig run.

  After Suldak used the magic scroll of "water gathering" to fill the tank with water, old Sheila asked not to use this extravagant method of fetching water. These magic scrolls must be reserved for use when necessary.

Old Sheila didn't know that magic scrolls also have a shelf life. Once left for too long, the magic power in the magic ink will evaporate, and this magic scroll will be completely scrapped. However, Suldak didn't intend to refute, but took the initiative to lift the wooden barrel, Take on the job of fetching water at home.

Since there was a cow and a horse in the yard, it fell on Rita to mow the grass every day, and to milk the cow every morning, so little Peter could drink fresh milk every morning , besides Little Peter, Suldak also had a glass of milk for breakfast. As for Rita and Natasha, they did not have this treatment. Their breakfast was still chestnut rice porridge mixed with some cassava.

  A cow can squeeze half a bucket of fresh milk at a time, but old Sheila is going to make cheese from the milk, save it and bring it to the city to exchange for some salt in the future.

Suldak practiced chopping in the courtyard with a Roman sword. He cut a wooden sword for little Peter with half of the wood, and practiced with him. Little Peter ran wildly in the yard with the wooden sword, running Sweating profusely, old Sheila was sitting on the threshold of the house, holding a dustpan in her hand. Her eyes kept falling on little Peter. Seeing that little Peter began to imitate the movement of Suldak swinging a sword, the expression on his face Finally, a gratified smile appeared.

The carpenters in the village came to continue the unfinished work yesterday. They wanted to lay oak boards on the walls and floors of the new stone house, and also made some wooden furniture for these houses, such as Surdak's bed. , cabinets, desks and chairs, etc.

The old village chief moved almost all the oak boards stored in the village warehouse here yesterday. For Wall Village, there is no forest farm nearby, so wood is also a very expensive resource. Before the snow fell in winter, the village chief Brett led the villagers back from felling in the mountains near Hailansa City.

  The dinner Sheila prepared for the carpenters was cream of mushroom soup and roast duck.

  There are some wild ducks hidden in the reeds in the tidal flats of the river bay. As long as the archery is good enough, you can hunt some wild ducks. However, Suldak's archery skills are very average, not to mention wild ducks, even the evil spirits on the Warsaw plane battlefield, he can rarely hit them.

  The wild ducks used to entertain the carpenters in the village were sent by the village chief's son Charlie.

In the morning, Charlie and Luke carried brand-new hunting bows and built a simple raft with reeds beside the tidal flat. The two of them took the raft made of reed grass and entered the center of the tidal flat with their bows and arrows. Apart from hunting I saw a few fat wild ducks and picked up a wicker basket of wild duck eggs.

  In just three days, the new house was filled with furniture. The oak furniture looks very heavy, and the carpenters have completed all the work.

  Suldak originally wanted to give some wages to these villagers who are good at carpentry, but these villagers angrily refused.

  Sitting on the wooden bed in the room, Suldak exhaled softly, thinking in his heart: Finally, there is a residence that looks decent.

The room was a bit damp, filled with a faint resinous smell. Lying on the wooden bed would make the room feel a bit stuffy, but it was better than sleeping in a sleeping bag. There was a sound of splashing water from the bathroom next door. He hadn't had a good night's sleep all day, and Suldak was lying on the bed, and just fell asleep in a daze.

  (end of this chapter)