Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

[Meyer’s Grocery Store] is actually a second-hand store in the Southern District. There will be everything. Whether you can buy what you want depends on luck.

Zac opened the old wooden door, the doorbell rang, and a head poked out from behind the messy container. This is the owner of this shop, old Mel. He saw Matthew, with a smile on his face, “Matthew! You are here, what do you want today? How is Joseph (Matthew’s father)?”

He seems to be a familiar person .

Matthew Sorry stepped forward and pointed to Zach, who took only a few pieces from the bridge of his nose and set it on the frame, “Mel, this is Mr. Grand.”

Old Mel has walked back to the counter. Although he is wrinkled, his movements seem to be very light, and he is a healthy Old Guy.

“Oh, oh! I know you!” Old Mel pointed at Zac with rough fingers. “I know Benjamin! You must be his big brother, uh, Zachary! Right!” This is reality. It is indeed Benjamin who often goes out to do errands. Zach’s face does not often appear in everyone’s sight.

“Zach is fine.” Zach smiled politely, already looking at the store’s things, this is simply a warehouse with everything in the world, old carpets, photo frames, plates, farm tools… Even clothing!

“Yes, yes! I just said I remember!” Old Mel looked towards Matthew, his voice was very loud. The old fogeys in the southern district seemed to have the same virtues as Hank, and they spoke very well. Big. But this one is much friendlier than the old Hank. He laughed at Matthew, “Boy, what will I bring you Boss to buy today?”

“Oh, the video recorder you mentioned last time is sold Go out?” Matthew asked.

“Hey! You want it?! No no! Here and here!” The old fogey pulled Matthew, then called to Zac, and walked directly to the depths of the shelf, “Hurry up and take that Get the stuff away!”

Matthew turned to look at Old Mel suspiciously.

“Ah! Don’t worry!” Old Mel seemed to realize that he had said something wrong. “That thing is very good! It’s my grandson! Look every day! Don’t do homework!” Old Mel Pushing open a door at the end of the shelf, the style of painting changed.

Compared with the mess outside, it is crowded but clean and tidy. This is already Old Mels home. There is a black rectangular machine under the TV cabinet in the middle of the living room, and the red indicator is on. A boy about ten years old didnt stay on the sofa honestly, but lay on the soft On the carpet, staring at the screen motionless, occasionally grabbing a few potato chips around and stuffing his mouth.

“Boy! Get up!” Old Mel angrily carried the boy by the neckline, threw it on the sofa, and snapped the TV, “Also watch! Watch out for your mother to beat you!”

The boy blinked, twisted, curled up on the sofa and twisted.

Zac and Matthew pursed their lips, seeing the old Mel fiddle around the sensitive TV cabinet, and in a short while, they hugged a black machine entangled by various wires and stuffed it in Matthew. In his arms, “yours! Ten dolls! There is no bargaining!”

Ten dolls, no bargaining is needed. This is no different from giving away for free.

But this old fogey is very interesting. Zach didn’t want to take advantage of him, and waved his hand with a smile, “Mr. Meyer, Matthew said there are many videotapes, we are happy to buy them together.”

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“Ah! Yes!” Old Mel remembered something, and squatted to the TV cabinet again, and a box of square plastic boxes was taken out. Zach glanced at the cover, and the original owner seemed to have a very comprehensive taste, from comedy to horror, but there were a lot of them.

There were already a pile of video tapes piled on the carpet, and Old Mel stood in the middle and finally cleared them all out. But he frowned, White’s two eyebrows were squeezed together, and his eyes stared at the two guests, seemingly hesitant.

Zac and Matthew glanced at each other, not knowing why.

“Wait!” Old Mel seemed to have made up his mind, stepping over the box on the floor and walking to the room behind the living room. Zach raised his eyebrows, who knew what he was doing.

However, the boy who had been tweaking on the sofa for a long time saw grandfather leave, and quickly bounced off the sofa, staring at the two guests with blue eyes and blinking. Then the fleshy finger was placed in front of his lips, “Shh~”

Zac and Matthew watched the fat boy cautiously walking to the middle of a pile of messy video tapes, gently, not Rummaging through the sound.

Until he found a box of video tapes without a cover, the fat boy quickly picked up the box, and then looked towards the bedroom vigilantly, and found that Old Mel was still looking for something. The kid looked left and right, then squatted back on the ground and stuffed the uncovered video tape under the sofa.

After all this was done, the kid returned to the sofa, blinked at the two of them, and then returned to a squeaky look, constantly squirming on the sofa cushion, looking like a grandson.

“Go to do homework!” Old Mel’s voice walked across the corridor and shouted to the fat boy on the sofa. He also walked out carrying a paper bag, and put the paper bag on the horse with blinking eyes On the machine in front of Xiu, “Okay! That’s all!”

Zac was curious to see what was in the paper bag, but Old Mel grabbed him, “Get out, go out again!” “

Zac shrugged and found that Matthew looked towards the eyes in the paper bag on his chest a little dodgy, and his face flushed. As mentioned earlier, the original owners of these video tapes have a very comprehensive interest, and some films can only be hidden in the bedroom.

Matthew and Zach returned to the store. After a while, Old Mel installed all the video tapes and put them on the counter.

“One plate and one more, all belong to yours!” The old man’s tone was a little regretful.

Zac smiled and counted everything. When paying the money, he still paid the video recorder at the normal old price. “Does these original owners still have matching items? We also bought this for the first time. Things, can you find things like manuals?”

It’s not a shame to admit that you can’t use it. Zach asked with a smile.

Old Mel thought for a while, “I’m looking for it.” Then he walked out of the counter and started rumbling on the shelves.

Zac and Matthew are not in a hurry, and they just wander around at will.

“Ah!” Old Mel’s voice sounded, “I can’t find the manual! But there is a camera! You either? I won’t tinker with this thing! No one wants it!”

Zac raised his eyebrows. This is a very advanced thing, but the people in the Southern District really don’t need it. It seems that the tape recorder hidden by the fat boy is what the original owner took.

“Here!” Old Meier walked out carrying a machine and a tripod, which seemed to be very complete. “That’s all the strange things, and the other things are ordinary things. This thing is explained. The box is still there.” Old Mel took out another box, which looked very new, and it seemed that the original owner hadn’t bought it for long.

“How much?” Zach asked with a smile.

“This thing.” Old Mel hesitated, “Send it to you. When I receive it, I will throw it away and I will leave. I didn’t pay.” Really an honest businessman.

Zac pursed his lips, becoming more and more curious about the original owner.

“Okay. We want it.” Zach smiled and directed Matthew to install the things, but still took out more than a hundred, and seemed to ask casually, “Who originally belonged to these?”

“Uh…” Old Mel clutched his hair with a regretful expression on his face, “Um, hey, that boy Irving.”

Zac frowned. Aiwen, it sounds familiar, but I want to do not raise.

“It’s a pity!” Old Mel shook his head, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to increase, “What a nice young man! Ive just got engaged. I heard that his work at Paisin is also going well! Its gone…”

Zack remembered that, he had also seen it in the underground of the mill In the morgue, Papa died in the Southern District at midnight, one of the people who was persuaded by the Hayate to commit suicide, Chris Irwin. So the one who left Barton City should be the fiancee that was traded because of Papas midnight death contract.

“That woman is not a good thing!” Old Mel suddenly became angry, “As soon as the person left (‘suicide’)! I just pretended not to know each other! The funeral is no matter what! No matter what! The damn thing is that Ivans things are still in her name!”

Zac shook his head, the death contract broke, and the people who were bound to Chris wishes were released, naturally returning to not knowing Stranger status. It’s just that this Aiwen eagerly transferred all his property to the fiancee name, indeed, as Papa Midnight said, desperate enough.

Through such desperate prayers and the signing of the death contract, the current Grande obtained a free video recorder. Life is full of surprises.

Zac is still not going to speak to a woman he doesn’t know, he shook his head in deep regret, picked up today’s harvest and prepared to leave.

The old wooden door was pushed open, and the bright sunshine in the afternoon opened and closed briefly in this store-like store. Maddison looked at Zac and Matthew holding a few large bags of cardboard boxes in surprise, “Why are you here?”

“Madison.” Zach raised his eyebrows with a smile, “Can’t we buy things? “

Madison twitched his lips, he didn’t bother to care what the boss was doing, said hello to old Mel, and took out a list, “Mel, look at these books Do you have any?”

“Ah! Maddison!” Old Mel swept away his regret and anger, and restored to his previous appearance, “Books! I dont have many books! You peel Take a look at Sk!”

“Oh, then I’ll find a typewriter.” Maddison glanced at Zac, “Do you have any?”

Zach smiled , “Madison, have you thought about what to write?” Only a pair of light green eyes exposed above the paper box is a bit ridiculous, “I hope I can still be the protagonist.”

“Ah! Yes! Its just been received soon! Old Mel quickly rushed into a shelf again and fiddled with it.

Madison looked at Zach and twitched his mouth, too lazy to answer this question.

“Madison.” Zach put down the things in his hands and patted Madison on the shoulder, “This is just a joke, you know that you will support you in doing things you are interested in.”

Madison didn’t want to see this guy with a perfect protagonist but no audience, watching Old Mel holding a typewriter on the container.

“Let’s do it.” Zach picked up the typewriter and looked up and down, “How about I buy it for you, to show my support.”

“More than one hundred! No bargaining !”

“Deal.” Zach said.