Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

That was Klein's first meeting with Sweet.

On the way home, Klein repeatedly recalled the look of the blond boy looking over him. Thinking about it, he felt a little hot and even walked lightly.

He is not very good at complimenting people. He is usually with Dick and the others, and he rarely pays attention to the appearance of the same sex. After thinking about it, he can only think of one word: beautiful.

It can only be described as beautiful.

Because the appearance of the blond boy cannot be summed up by any of the words Klein knows to describe men.

Klein is often praised for being handsome. He has a pair of clear green eyes and short black hair. He is taller than his peers, with broad shoulders and long legs. He has a hearty voice and a refreshing smile.

He has an outgoing personality, loves to play and play, and his smile is very contagious. Almost all the people of the same age in Paloi Port are his friends. He is also recognized as a handsome guy in this area. There are many of them when he was fourteen or five years old. Uncles and aunts who were fishing together wanted to appoint him as a son-in-law.

But Klein felt that his handsomeness was different from that of the blond boy.

If I have to say it, it is the difference between a cliff rock and a pebble, one is sharp and rough, and the other is elegant and delicate.

The boy's appearance covers both masculine and feminine traits, so Klein can only use "beautiful" as a compliment. In fact, the degree is deeper than beautiful, but his vocabulary limits his imagination.

There was a knocking sound from the yard. Klein temporarily put aside the boy's affairs, walked quickly to the fence, and saw his grandfather repairing fishing nets in the yard.

"Grandpa, I'm back!"

He has no parents, and has always been dependent on his grandfather, and his skills were taught by his grandfather himself.

Now that his grandfather is too old to go to sea, he relies on the skills taught by his grandfather to help out at sea, and currently plans to save money to buy a fishing boat of his own.

Klein handed over the fish basket as if offering a treasure. Grandpa put down the tools in his hand, took the fish basket, shook it, and said with a smile, "It seems that today is a bumper harvest."

Klein and grandpa walked into the house: "I cast a net for them today, and I caught a few big baskets of fish! Dick's parents were very happy, and filled a whole fish basket for me."

"Okay, okay, I'm getting better and better." Grandpa was very pleased.

"There will be a market in a few days. When I bring the fish to the market to sell, I will buy some medicine for rheumatism for grandpa!"

"No need, old trouble doesn't hinder anything. Grandpa is old and can't help you much. You have to plan for yourself and save money early so that you can marry a wife in the future."

"It's still early." It's a cliché again, and Klein didn't take it seriously.

"I want to save the rest of the money to buy a fishing boat. In the future, I will be able to go to sea by myself, and all the fish I catch will be my own. Then I will renovate the house and let my grandfather live in a big house like the one next door. !"

Grandpa had no choice but to shake his head with a smile.

Klein had a good harvest today. Grandpa picked two fish from the fish basket and made a pot of fish soup.

The aroma of fish soup wafted into the small dining room, and Klein thought of the boy next door again, holding the soup bowl and saying, "Grandpa, when I came back just now, I saw people moved in next door."

Grandpa picked up a small dried fish for Klein, and said, "It's the Newman's house. The housekeeper of that house came over to borrow tools and chatted with me. Their young master came here to recuperate from his illness."

The appearance of the blond boy appeared in front of his eyes, and Klein thought to himself: He looks so good, so he still gets sick?

"What disease? How long are they going to live here? Do all those people live here?"

"I do not know."

Grandpa: "I think the young master of that family is about the same age as you. They are newcomers and may not be familiar with this place. If you encounter any difficulties with others, please help them."

When Klein thought that he would often see the boy next door in the future, he immediately became elated. With a "hmm", he picked up the bowl and took a big gulp of the fish soup.

The big house that had been idle for more than ten years moved in, which caused quite a stir in Port Paloi, and people came to watch the yard every day.

Klein came here a few times mixed in with the crowd, but the balcony and entrance doors on the second floor were kept tightly closed, and neither the blond boy nor the butler showed up.

There was an endless stream of people who came to see the excitement, and it took more than a week to gradually decrease.

One evening, Klein and Dick came back from the beach each carrying a fish basket, and chatted while walking on the sand.

"Who is the person who moved next door to your house? Why hasn't he shown up for ten days?" Dick asked.

After so many days, Klein realized that he was the only one who saw the blond boy. Others only knew that a noble young master came here, but they didn't see his true face.

Klein inexplicably felt a sense of mission that he should keep this secret, and he pretended to be silly and said, "Isn't he just a well-dressed old man?"

Klein was talking about the housekeeper. Except for the housekeeper, all the adults involved in the move that day left when it got dark.

When Dick came to explore his house when he was a child, he was reprimanded by his family members. He snorted and said: "These big families are weird. In the past, when new residents moved in, everyone would come to visit the house. They were lucky, and they closed the door all day, as if they were afraid that there would be trouble. Whoever touches them, hmph, he doesn't want to talk to us, and we don't want to talk to them!"

Paloi Port is full of fishermen. The fishermen are either going to sea or going to the market. Most of them are bold and hospitable.

But people are here to recuperate.

Maybe they don't go out because they are afraid of spreading the disease to others.

Grandpa said that the Newman family brought their young master here because they probably didn't want to announce his illness. Klein swallowed the words he wanted to explain to them, and gave a vague "huh".

While talking, they came to a fork in the road.

The houses by the port of Paloi are loosely arranged, divided into teeth by several small roads like cutting a cake.

The big house of Newman's family and the old house of Klein's family are sandwiched between two roads leading to the port, and Dick's house is two rows away from Klein's house. The two said goodbye at the intersection, and Klein went home alone. go.

The sun is setting and the sky is full of red clouds.

The seaside was damp, and the houses were built behind the beach. Klein walked to the place near the house and saw someone standing in the yard next door. It was the housekeeper.

The butler kept shaking his head and sighing while staring at something under the wall, and Klein walked over.

Hearing footsteps, the butler turned his head, saw Klein, showed a gentle smile, and said hello, "Are you the young master of the Nuoer family next door?"

The butler's name is Patton, who looks to be in his fifties, with half-white hair, well-dressed, and a bow tie pinned to his neckline.

His voice was thick, his speech was very slow, and his elegant accent was extremely rare in the noisy Paloi port. There was no contempt in his eyes as Dick said.

Klein was called the young master for the first time, and he didn't know how to answer for a while: "I... I live next door, but I'm not the young master. You can just call me Klein."

As he spoke, he looked into the yard, approached and asked, "Are you in trouble? Is there anything I can do to help?"

The old housekeeper said with some embarrassment: "My young master wants to plant some flowers in the yard, but I am not capable enough, and all the flowers in the plant are dead. What can you do?"

Klein saw many withered flower branches in the flower bed by the wall, and immediately understood.

The temperature and soil of the seaside are very particular. It seems that the Newman family moved here from a far away place. They are not familiar with the water and soil here, so they will naturally grow what they want.

It was the request made by the blond boy...

Klein had learned how to grow flowers when he was in school, so if he came to help, he would be able to meet him, and he might be able to say a few words.

Thinking of that scene, Klein's heart warmed up, and he said to the housekeeper, "It's not difficult, if you don't mind, I'll come and help tomorrow!"

The author has something to say:

Klein: Pretty, hehe