[Comprehensive] A good snake has a safe life

It is indeed a good place.

Shelley walked around the night market with bread in her mouth, not too happy.This place is at the junction of borders, and it stands to reason that the situation should be complicated, but the group of business residents in the night market seem extremely innocent, and some of them seem to be very familiar with Kuroro-so I saw the girl next to Kuroro , I stuffed a lot of things for her casually, and after stuffing them, I took a second look and stuffed another pile.

"Miss sister is so pretty QUQ." The youngest son of the owner who sells Xiaoxi bread grabbed her hand and refused to let go: "I want to marry you when I grow up QUQ"

Kuroro pulled Shelley's hand out calmly.

However, although being given away is something Shelley is used to, it is not very common to be given away because of others. When she was in Konoha, Shelley first conquered Yile's boss by relying on her appearance.

She took another bite of Xiaoxi Bread and felt that the taste was particularly good.

"Because it was made by taking water from a nearby creek. That creek is quite special, and the water quality is alkaline." Kuroro wanted to tear a piece of Shelley's bread, but Shelley dodged it: "... "

The snake girl met Kuroro's gaze, and reluctantly took another one for him.

"I don't want to share food with others." She explained: "I don't share food with Shirley either."

Kuroro glanced at her, bit the bread with her hand, and reached out to touch her head.

After shopping around the night market, Shelley was already full.She and Kuroro strolled from the night market to the river, and then from the river to the creek where Xiaoxi Bread is - Kuroro pointed her to the ferry for tomorrow's ferry, and explained why Xiaoxi Bread would be so delicious.

"There are a lot of alkaline substances, which will be retained after fermentation, showing a little flexibility in the dough." Ku Luoluo took a plum sauce by himself, and left the red bean one to Shelley.The two of them found a big rock by the stream and sat down. This rock is usually the place where people who come to fetch water put their buckets.

"The workshop is in the small courtyard on the east side," Kuroro said. "In a few hours, someone will come to fetch water."

"Can this water be drunk directly?" Shelley leaned back, not wanting to focus on the front: "The stone is so slippery."

"It's possible, but few people do it." The black-haired man put Shelley back smoothly: "In the eyes of the people here, the water in this creek is better for making bread than drinking it." .”

Shelley concentrated on eating the bread: "Why?"

"If you drink the water from the stream, you can drink it, but if you make it into bread, you can sell it for income. Although this stream is close to the river, it is prone to flooding during the rainy season. I don't know when there will be a flood. There will be no more brooks."

Shelley hadn't thought of this, she thought about it carefully.

"No, if it is a branch of the Youjiang River, the water quality should not be so different from the main stream - this stream should be the mountain's own water system from the perspective of its trend. If it is rich in alkalinity, it should be because There are mines in the mountains..."

Shelley closed her mouth in the middle of her speech, she was a little guilty by Kuroro's stare - her black eyes were deeper in the dark night, and the bright color in her eyes was like the waves of the moonlight.

"And then?" Kuroro asked, "Shelley hasn't finished yet."

"Well...the result is no different from what you said, but the reason is that the landslide during the flood may cause the outlet of the groundwater layer to be destroyed." Shelley stuffed the bread into his mouth two or three times, and said in a vague voice: " Don't look at me like that."

Kuroro retracted his gaze and stared at the stream.

Shelley felt that he had said something wrong, but he didn't know where he had poked the point of this little ancestor.Just at that moment, Shelley felt that Kuroro's eyes were a bit similar to when she first met him. The difference is that the little bastard Kuroro's eyes are more aggressive, and he does not hide his ambition , and now Kuroro...

I always feel that he has some conclusion in his heart, and he is proving it step by step.

With this premonition, Shelley couldn't eat anymore.

"I don't know what Shelley feels like, but every time I think Shelley is like Shelley, Shelley always surprises me more."

Kuroro looked at the water, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "This makes me even more curious, why Shelley appeared on Meteor Street."

Shelley blinked, trying to remember what the excuse was.

"But it doesn't matter now, and Shelley probably doesn't remember now." He stood up and held out his hand to Shelley: "Let's go back."

On the way back, Kuroro talked about the flower field by the roadside.The flower fields are also lush now, while in winter there are low bushes that continue to bring a vibrant pine green.

"You seem to come here often," Shelley hid behind him with his face hurting from the wind, "Is there any special reason?"

"Probably because the residents here are relatively simple, the transportation is not inconvenient, and...the food is also good."

He explained it this way: "The place where I live will have guests drinking and chatting at night, which may be a bit noisy, but if Shelley doesn't like it, the boss has earplugs."

"The lady boss?"

Shelley asked a little teasingly.

Chrollo smiled without saying a word.

Later they met people who were returning home from the night market. Shelley saw the owner of Xiaoxi Bread pushing the cart back. After calculating the time, he found that he rested for at most 4 hours a day—according to Kuroro, The fermentation and baking of Xiaoxi bread are inseparable from people, so it is very hard for the husband and wife to run the workshop together.

But bread is cheap.

Shelley was a little sad.

"There is no way, brook bread is easy to burn, and the best time limit is the few hours just out of the oven." Kurolo paused: "I don't think it's a good idea for gourmet hunters to promote brook bread to the whole world." Good choice."

Surprised by the snake girl who ordered something, she curled her lips.

"You know again."

In the store, as Kurolo said, some people have already drank too much wine, and they don't know what to say at the bar.The beautiful boss couldn't pull people away, and was worrying, when he looked up, he saw Kuroro.

The boss who met the acquaintances greeted others and began to order others: "Quickly, help me throw him back to 109, and that old man, 206. I don't want the room fee, I will give you a drink..."

The boss saw the girl behind the man: "Two glasses of wine."

"One glass is enough, she won't drink." Kuroro agreed to the boss' request, turned around and asked Shelley to wait for her for a while, and dragged the drunk guest away.

And Shelley was invited by the boss to the quiet corner at the back of the bar, poured her a glass of milk, and couldn't help laughing while pouring.

……

The snake girl silently tore open another stream bread, took a bite, and completely forgot what she had just eaten.

"Do you like this?" The boss asked, "Which flavor do you like best?"

"Red beans." Shelley took a sip of the milk, and instantly felt the taste of the bread melting.Her slightly surprised expression fell into the eyes of the boss, and the majestic woman laughed.

"When he first came here a few years ago, he said that you would like it, and you really liked it." The boss said while helping people to mix drinks, "I'm just a little surprised. It's been five or six years before he took you Come here."

"...I've been elsewhere," said Shelley, "only recently."

The boss looked at her: "Did you dye your hair?"

"Eh?"

Can you see all this?

"So it's silver hair?"

Shelley touched the top of his head, but he didn't feel that he had revealed any cheating feet.

"You should have seen my daughter, the little girl with silver hair and red eyes." The boss said, "He told me when he first played with my daughter that Fulla looks very much like someone he knows— Why dye your hair, I think silver hair looks better."

Shelley looked down at the ends of her black hair, thinking that she dyed her hair to prevent him.

"This glass belongs to him," the boss put a slice of lemon on the wine glass after clearing away, "I won't talk too much."

But you've said everything.

Shelley waited uncomfortably until Kurolo, who had finished helping, didn't seem to notice that there was anything unusual about her—or maybe she had too many abnormalities.

They sat downstairs for a while, talking to each other in the noisy situation, and finally Shelley asked.

"I just thought it would be nice to eat milk and bread...have you tried it?"

Crowley paused.

"Shelley, there is no doctor here at night, if your stomach hurts..."

Shelley threw the bag in his hand.

"Go to hell!"

Shelley went upstairs angrily, and finally had to wait at the door for Kuroro to open the door.The black-haired man was extremely leisurely, and he walked over with ease, as if he had a "you come and hit me" attitude.After entering the room, Shelley sat on the bed, not knowing what to think.

Kuroro let her spirit go, reading the book accompanied by the whistle and the looming sound of the waves.

Or the "General History of Shalei".

"Maybe it's because of what happened before that I always feel that no matter what you say or what you do now, you are uneasy and kind."

Kuroro moved his fingertips, closed the book, and listened intently to Shelley's speech.

"And I always don't know whether to trust you or not." Shelley looked a little depressed: "I always feel that people don't change drastically. What they were when they were young, they will be what they are when they grow up. But people There are always exceptions, and whether you are the exception, I don't know."

Her eyes were a little sad, it was a kind of peaceful sadness.

"It's really exhausting to doubt someone all the time, and I don't want to spend any more time because of this kind of thing." The black-haired aunt looked at him: "So I still think that I should tell you clearly. "

There was a little water in the red eyes, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

The young man wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back.

He just nodded, quietly waiting for the next sentence.

Even the sound of breathing is gone.

And the judge, who was so depressed that he didn't want to look up, thought for a long time, as if it had been as long as a century.

she finally said.

"Don't lie to me in the future."

The young man blinked, reached out and hugged the black-haired girl who seemed to be falling, and pulled her into his arms, with his face against her hair.

"it is good."

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