[Infrastructure] Rose kissed Barcelona

Santander is a quiet seaside town. The tall and low white buildings are like a thousand shining pearl oysters inhabiting the tree-lined Bay of Biscay.

Antonio and Joey had breakfast in the city, changed into a carriage, and bumped on the country road for more than an hour before arriving at their destination.

The small town of Santiano, which has entered the sea, is a quiet countryside on the outskirts of Santander.

The land on which the summer house will be located is located on a hill overlooking the blue sea with excellent sunlight and lush woods on the other three sides.

"My God, it feels like walking into the Wizard of Oz." Joey exclaimed.

This courtyard may have been carefully planned, but now it has been deserted for a long time.

Wild sunflowers as tall as a person are growing wildly among the overgrown weeds. The petals are larger and more colorful than artificial ones, just like countless golden suns rolling on the green waves.

The thorny vines that haven't been pruned for a long time stretched wantonly, and the dark green branches and leaves were full of huge red roses.Under the soft sunlight, the scent of wild roses is so strong that it makes people dizzy, and the shiny satin blue butterflies flutter up and down as if they were drunk.

A few kilometers around it was surrounded by dense chestnut and apple groves, and the ocher-colored sharp corners of several houses in the distance could be seen faintly.

In the shaggy low chestnut forest, the wild apple trees grew tall and thin, and the small red wild apples were hung all over the trees, but no one picked them.

Everything here is extremely quiet, except for the humming and fluttering of bees in the rose bushes, and the soft patter of dry grass leaves falling on the ground.

The real estate agent who brought them here bowed: "Then, this place belongs to you, Miss Gordy."

He nodded respectfully to Antonio again: "Mr. Earl."

Doubts filled Antonio's heart. Before he could speak, Joey responded happily like a bird: "Okay! Thank you!"

"...Perhaps I can ask, isn't this the summer house that Don Quixano invited me to build, called Casual Residence?"

"That's right." Joey replied with a smile, "But now it's a summer house that Her Royal Highness asked you to build. I bought it!"

Antonio was momentarily at a loss for words.

Before he could speak, Joey excitedly stretched out his hand into the bushes: "Hey, this is a blackberry! Wild!"

The blackberry vines grow low and messy, and they look very inconspicuous among the bright sunflowers and roses all over the ground, but they are more delicious.

There are clusters of juicy berries under the wide green leaves with fine silvery hairs. When you put it in your mouth and bite it lightly, the sweet and intoxicating juice will splash out, and your hands will be immediately stained with wine red juice traces.

"It's so sweet—" Joey was elated.

“You can pick berries, apples and chestnuts here! Chestnuts can be used for cakes, blackberries should be good for jams, and apples can be eaten directly or made into wine.”

She couldn't help planning with gusto, feeling like she was about to become a Land Robinson.

Antonio looked at the girl jumping around, and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with some headaches: "Joy, if you want the house I designed, you don't need to use this method."

He had already made the design of the villa according to the preferences of the former owner.Although it is not impossible to make changes, invalid work is annoying after all.

"Don't worry," Joey turned his head, his eyes crooked with a smile, and a touch of purple was rubbed on his cheeks, "I won't let you overthrow it and start over. You don't even need to change the name. I think 'casual home' sounds very good. !"

After all, she is a reasonable Party A.

Antonio was about to say something, but she cut him off: "I know, he likes music and plants, and wants a big greenhouse—who wouldn't want that? It's very easy to think about having a tropical rainforest greenhouse by such a cool seaside. happiness."

"And I want these wildflowers on my cottage too! Red roses on white tiles, gold sunflowers on green mosaics... just beautiful."

"...how do you know?" Antonio asked suspiciously.

Joey froze for a moment, and quickly reacted: "Please, I bought this land from him. Ask him about the details of the previous communication with you. What's so strange about it?"

Antonio was lost in thought.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of horseshoes in the distance, and both of them looked up.

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near, and after a while, a tall bay red horse appeared on the side of the road.

A middle-aged man wearing a black bowler hat hugged a seven or eight-year-old girl, and waved warmly to them: "Good morning, both of you! Did you just move here?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he jumped off his horse, took off his hat enthusiastically, walked over, and extended his hand to them: "Marcelino Sotura. I am your neighbor."

The little girl was sitting on the horseback, her feet in the little red leather shoes were shaking back and forth, her big round eyes looked at them curiously, and she raised her hand fearlessly: "I am Maria Sotura!"

"Hello, Maria." Joey waved to her with a smile.

Suotula looked around the barren courtyard and couldn't help but smile: "It seems that you are facing a big project."

"If you haven't found a suitable place to stay, I have a few vacant houses nearby that you can rent out. If you are free, welcome to my house for afternoon tea!"

So, on a lazy afternoon in the sun, they came to the neighbor's house to enjoy Cantabrian afternoon tea.

On the way here, some sections of the road have a wide view, and you can see a large undulating green mountain forest in the distance, and you can vaguely identify pastures, farmland and orchards.

Tall oak groves separate the apple groves from the vineyards, and cider and wine are made from these luscious fruits.

Everywhere is green, and the rain clouds, as pure and flawless as broken crystals, hang down into the lush forest, as if you can reach out and touch them.

No wonder Cantabria is called Green Spain, Joy thought.

"Ah, Earl Gaudi!" Sotura exclaimed and shook hands with Antonio when he learned of Antonio's identity.

"It's an honor, I know you! I heard that you took over the design of a building here a long time ago, but I didn't expect to see you here. This is—"

"I'm his cousin." Joey answered first.

In this place where no one knew her, it was finally unnecessary to be a princess.

"Ah." Sutura suddenly realized, "Miss Gaudi! Welcome to Santander!"

Don Sotura owns a large orchard and farmland nearby, and lives in this quiet rural land with his wife and daughter.

The iced fruit wine is placed in a sparkling goblet, and placed on the coffee table with five or six plates of delicate tapas.

Seven-year-old Maria sat aside and watched the two strange guests, her dark eyes turned around cleverly, wondering what she was thinking.

"My wife went to a Bible study and prayer meeting, and she won't be back until four or five o'clock."

Sotura greets: "Try the calamari! It's a Cantabrian specialty, we don't coat it with flour, we coat it with chickpea flour. And sobo cake - the most authentic taste, only Eat it here!"

This is a very enthusiastic and talkative host. After chatting, he quickly pulled out the map at home and began to introduce them to the nearby resources available for play: "Bilbao, the capital of Basque Country, is not far from here, and the transportation is well developed. , is a big port - of course, not comparable to Barcelona."

Joey inadvertently saw the name of the city next to him, and couldn't help but read out: "...Guernica?"

"Yes, not far from Bilbao."

Seeing this town, Joey couldn't help but think of the famous anti-war painting with the same name and its author.

I don't know if I can meet the great painter—but since he painted this work during World War II, I'm afraid he hasn't been born yet?

Maria had been quietly eating goat cheese sticks. At this moment, she blinked her eyes and suddenly asked crisply, "Dad, are we still going to see those animal bones today?"

"Oh, Maria," Sotura smiled and touched his daughter's head, "Look, we have guests today."

"Looks like we interrupted the event that Maria was looking forward to," Joey laughed. "What are animal bones?"

A little girl who is interested in animal bones is so cute.

"It's like this," Sotura patted the cake crumbs on his hands, "We found a cave near here. There are many animal skeletons, flint and so on. It should be the remains of prehistoric humans. I just took Ma two days ago. Leah went once."

There was a sudden "click" outside the house.

Suotula hurriedly turned her head, only to find that it was just a black-collared dove carelessly bumping into the glass, and at this moment it staggered and flew away, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, yes," he laughed a little embarrassedly, "If my wife comes back later, please don't tell her about it. She has a lot of problems with me taking Maria out to play and get covered in mud."

"Help!" Maria also raised a tender index finger to her lips.

Antonio nodded knowingly, but Joey couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Mr. Sotura, you said that the cave is a prehistoric human remains—"

"Yes." Suotula saw that she seemed interested, and his eyes lit up immediately, "There are burning ashes from the fire, as well as exquisitely polished stone plates, blades, axes and even needles, which are obviously made by humans a long time ago. The traces of activity, I guess, should be from the Paleolithic Age..."

"So, are there any paintings? Murals?" Joey asked anxiously.

Antonio glanced at her.

"Painting?" Sotura laughed dumbly, "You probably don't know that the Paleolithic Age was at least 1 years ago, and people at that time—if they could be called 'people', they weren't as complicated as painting. Skill."

"That's it." Joey was a little disappointed.

After thinking about it, she asked persistently, "Does that cave have a name?"

"Ah," Sotura scratched his head, "I don't have a name, but people here usually use the name of my land and call it Altamira Cave."

Joey felt a rush of electricity rush through his body.

She sat up straight at once, her voice trembling even with excitement: "I'm sorry if I was abrupt—I wonder if we can follow you to see that cave?"

Before Suotura could answer, Maria cheered first: "Yeah! Dad, let's take the guests to see the bones together!"

The cave is hidden among dense trees, the entrance is not too spacious, and there is a moist coolness in the dark cave entrance.

Antonio knocked on the exposed rock surface, wiped off the dirt on it, and took a closer look: "Limestone."

He frowned slightly: "It's not strong, be careful of landslides."

"You're right," Sotura replied, "it was discovered after a landslide a few years ago. Oh no, it's a hunting dog to be precise."

Several people bent down and got into the cave.

Holding a kerosene lamp, Sotura excitedly illuminated piles of bones on the ground one by one: "Look, this is a deer, this should be a mammoth—look at how magnificent this tibia is! You can tell it's a bone at a glance. Huge monsters. I checked a lot of information, it should be the end of the Ice Age, and there was severe cold everywhere, so these animals are surprisingly large.”

"Also here, we believe that this pile of ash was left by the people who burned the fire at that time. Judging from the volume of the ash, the fire may have been burning for a long time. You can imagine how much people at that time relied on flames to avoid wild beasts..."

There was still light from the outside near the entrance of the cave, but as they walked slowly in, the light from the outside was gradually swallowed by the deep darkness.

"It seems that we can still go in here?" Joey raised the kerosene lamp and took a look at the dark depression inside.

"Oh, indeed. There were thick human skeletons piled up there before, and we only cleared them out two days ago. But the inside is too cramped, and I'm still studying the stone tools outside..."

Joey ducked in.

Antonio's expression changed, and he quickly took two steps forward.

At this time, the girl's voice came out, causing repeated echoes between the rock walls, and it sounded like a big hole inside: "Come in and have a look!"

"what happened?"

Several people got in.

After passing through the narrow passage between the two caves, there is no natural light at all.

In the dark cave, only a few clusters of swaying flames could be seen, and their shadows were cast on the wet cave wall, swaying slightly with the firelight.

Joy's voice was full of laughter: "Close your eyes, make a wish—and look up."

A few people were confused, and raised their kerosene lamps to the low cave roof.

The dim light slowly moved up, illuminating the brightly colored patterns on the gray-yellow rock wall.

There was a moment of silence in the dark cave.

"……Oh, God."

The author has something to say: Okay, the author who has never been able to figure out the names of relatives finally figured out the difference between cousins ​​and cousins ​​for writing articles. People with the same surname should be cousins. Cousins ​​have different surnames. I made several mistakes before. Looking back repair orz

Thank you for the mines of the drizzle wet streamer little angel, and thank you for the delicious nutrient solution of the latte!