Chapter 117 Life
Time It was almost dusk, and a dilapidated carriage was walking on a country road. The carriage was pulled by an old horse. Its sparse hair and no longer strong body told its age. But at this moment, the old horse was not unhappy at all while pulling the cart, and you could even hear the happy snort.
In front of the carriage sat an old man driving the carriage. He was dressed in clean coarse clothes. Although he looked very old, he was very neat. He held a riding whip made of tree branches in his hand. Although he occasionally waved it twice, he never hit it. After passing over the old horse, the sun set, and the pale yellow light fell on the old man's hands and head, as well as on a young man who was sleeping soundly on the carriage.
The young man is also wearing coarse clothes and has flaxen hair. He is sleeping soundly on the carriage. Everyone who sees him will be infected by that purity. It seems that he is lying in that tattered and bumpy carriage. Sleeping on a carriage is the greatest enjoyment in the world.
The old horse is old and does not walk very fast. It just sways and pulls the carriage slowly. No matter how you look at it, this is a very common scene in the countryside. An old father is driving a carriage. My son, who had just come back, was lying on the bed sleeping soundly. He was about to go home to cook a delicious meal for his son to eat well.
But a hundred meters behind the carriage, a group of people with bright armor and beautiful clothes ruined the scene and made the people on the carriage no longer so ordinary!
In front of these people walked a man in black attire, carrying a strange long knife behind him. There was no expression on his face. His eyes kept scanning the surroundings, occasionally looking around. There was an old man and a young man in front, and behind him, a group of people followed, not daring to make a sound.
The carriage is naturally old and old, and the horse pulling the carriage is also an old horse, but the people in the carriage are not ordinary. The driver is old Hank, and the one who is sleeping is naturally Sith.
For Sis, this feeling is very strange. Everything is like going back to when he was a child. He is lying on this carriage like this, and Old Hank is driving the carriage in front. He can reach the city in just one sleep. For him, For one thing, the rickety old carriage was filled with childhood memories...
The journey was not far, and soon they arrived at the entrance of the village. The sharp-eyed Tommy saw Old Hank driving the carriage at a glance, and he stood up in surprise: "Weren't you, old guy, captured by the Viscount? How could you be back again?"
Old Hank raised his eyes and glanced, then lowered his head again, without saying a word or paying attention. The Sith finally came back. At this time, you must go home and cook a meal for him first. Who has time to deal with you?
Seeing that Old Hank ignored him, Tommy was furious, but when he turned his eyes, he found that there was a person lying on Old Hank's carriage. The face looked familiar. Why did he look like that little thing back then? Could it be that Xi Is Si really back?
Just as he was about to go over and take a closer look, a group of people came over from behind. Some of them had bright armor and held long swords in their hands, while others were gorgeously dressed and looked very impressive. As for the leader, they just glanced at each other lightly. At one glance, Old Tommy felt as if his whole body had been thrown into an ice cave. Even though it was summer, he still broke out in a cold sweat!
A group of people also walked over as if they hadn't seen Tommy, but at the end, a man in butler's clothes walked over, looked at the old farmer with disdain, and said, "I am the steward of the Viscount's Mansion. Oh, no, I am Lord Sith's butler. Now, I will give you an hourglass time. You go and gather everyone in the village for me. I have something to announce. Once it is done, this will be yours!"
Butler As he spoke, he threw a silver coin over.
Tommy quickly stretched out his hand to catch it. This was a silver coin. He had worked hard for a year to earn it. As for old Hank, his precious son Sis, and ignoring himself, these were all It's a small matter, nothing is more important than being the housekeeper.
Wait, he said he was the Sith Lord's butler?
The dilapidated carriage creaked and creaked to the side of the equally dilapidated thatched hut. Old Hank jumped off the carriage, patted the old horse's body, and nodded with satisfaction. He can still go so far at this age. His body is really good. After watching Seeing the messy hut that had been turned over before, Old Hank habitually prepared to go in and clean it up.
Siss didn't know when he sat up from the carriage and looked at the place where he had lived since he was a child. It was now in a mess. He frowned and glanced at the third child.
The third child nodded. There was already a complete tacit understanding between the master and the servant. He immediately turned to the housekeeper and ordered: "Let the housekeeper clean it up. Remember, it must be cleaned up. In addition, the hut should also be repaired. Those food items should be left outside first, you know? If the owner is not satisfied, you know what will happen." The butler nodded hurriedly and said:
"No problem, sir, we will definitely let Xi Mr. Si is satisfied!"
"You guys, hurry up and clean up the house. Get all the quilts and change them. The rest of you can repair this hut for me. Do you understand?" the housekeeper said to him. The group of servants brought here ordered.
A group of servants immediately dispersed and started working on their own. As for Old Hank, he had been persuaded by Sith to sit down and rest. Watching the group of people busy, the butler with a wink had already asked someone to bring the black tea. .
"Sith, are these people going to be here in the future?" Old Hank looked at the busy crowd in front of him and asked Sith. Sith
smiled slightly: "Dad, I'm just asking them to help with some work. We don't need it in the future." They and us can just live here well, what do we need them for?"
Old Hank nodded, and at this time, Tommy walked up to the housekeeper with a fearful expression and quietly said to the housekeeper: " Mr. Butler, the villagers have been summoned, do you think?"
The butler nodded and called a few knights. Still without alerting the Sith, he came directly to the entrance of the village, where a large number of villagers had already gathered.
Sis looked aside with casual eyes, thinking in his heart, this housekeeper is really attentive, he can handle this kind of thing very well without any instructions, it seems that it is right not to kill him, at least he can make his father like this The grievances he had suffered for many years were wiped away, and the old man became famous in the village for once.
At the entrance of the village, the housekeeper led a few knights and stood in front of a group of villagers. These villagers were logically the subjects of the previous Viscount Bit, but now that Viscount Bit was dead, they were naturally the subjects of Lord Sith.
However, Master Sith is a magician. A noble magician cannot be a viscount, but there will always be a need for a noble lord here.
As for your father, I'm afraid he can't do it, and you won't agree to it. However, being a village chief is still good, and it can also make the old man more prosperous in the village in the future.
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I went to attend a wedding yesterday, and then I didn’t come home yesterday. I only came home this afternoon, so the update of the chapter in the morning was postponed. I’m really sorry, everyone. I’m sorry. Also, please give me some guaranteed monthly tickets. It’s so embarrassing. . .
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