When, when, when...

Xifa heard the extremely regular sound of iron thunder and felt the heat at the same time, which made him subconsciously raise his hand and wipe it on his forehead.

Then he saw the bright fire, the dark-colored anvil, the many unfinished iron billets, the chimney leading to the roof, and a dog lying at the door with an iron chain...

....

Then Xifa picked up the iron clamp, picked up a piece of iron that was burning red, and clamped it onto the anvil. He picked up the hammer, hit it one after another, and repeatedly knocked it to shape it.

When the iron gradually loses the flame and sufficient temperature, Xifa feeds it back into the stove and burns the material again.

At this time, he heard the door being pushed open, heard someone coughing dryly, and then said, "How are the things our masters prepared?"

Xifa turned around and looked, and a man dressed like a housekeeper came in outside the door. He covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief, as if he would suffocate just by taking a breath of the air in it.

Xifa heard himself say, "It's almost done, sir, you can deliver the goods tomorrow."

"Then you send it here tomorrow morning." After that, the butler turned around and left, not wanting to stay for a second.

After a trance, Xifa saw himself put on a cheap formal outfit, then picked up a box and left the room.

He quickly went down the stairs, walked out of a dark apartment building, and stepped on the muddy ground. The water flowed everywhere, debris was thrown, and domestic animals could be seen everywhere.

The streets are very lively, with mobile street vendors selling vegetables, fruits and cooked food everywhere, but passers-by are in a hurry, and few people are willing to stop and buy things.

The stench and fragrance blended into a strange smell, and kept drilling into Xifa's nose. He held the felt hat on his head, bent down slightly, held the wooden box in his hand tightly, and lowered his head and walked through the lively street.

He hiked through streets and finally came to a relatively spacious, clean, hard road with stone paving.

Passers-by here are elegant and elegant. Men mostly wear black three-piece suits, half-tall hats, canes, or a newspaper. Fewer ladies, and occasionally they are dressed in dignified clothes and wear black veil to cover their faces.

soft hat.

There are carriages passing by, so pedestrians have to walk on the side of the road.

When Xifa stopped, he stood in front of a villa. After the servants communicated, he was taken to the living room.

While waiting for the master to arrive, he heard a chuckle, and then a figure emerged. It was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. Her face was a little baby fat, some of her natural curly brown hair was casually dispersed, and her dark green ones were

There was a smile in his eyes, he walked and jumped, and came to Xifa like a light elk in the forest.

"Abrio, what fun did you make for my dad?" The girl looked at the box in Xifa's hand innocently and curiously.

Xifa was about to say that his name was not Abrio, but suddenly he saw a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old in the glass of a window in front.

He was tall and straight, because of the blacksmith's work, the muscles of his arms were particularly developed and he supported his sleeves. He cut his hair short and shone with gold-like colors in the sun.

Who is this?

Xifa was stunned, then woke up, turned over, and saw the ceiling of the bedroom.

"So it's a dream."

He got up, yawned, put on his clothes and went to the bathroom to clean it.

After washing up, Xifa felt refreshed and habitually opened the windows, but saw that the sky was gloomy and the fog was floating, and almost no one could see the house across the street.

"No wonder Old Cook doesn't want to come to Beckland. Now I'm starting to miss the sunshine in Enchi Town." Xifa sighed and closed the window again.

After he changed into formal clothes, he came to the restaurant with Levthor. In the restaurant, Baison and his mother had not appeared yet, but his sister Helibel and the other two little guys had already arrived.

"Western, come quickly."

Helibel pulled him over: "There is a circus show in Joewood in the afternoon. How about we go and watch it together?"

"Circus?" Xifa touched his nose and said casually, "Okay, it's just that the fog is so thick today, I'm worried that I'll get lost."

Helibel said disapprovingly: "We can ride in a carriage, and the local groom will not make any mistakes unless he doesn't want tips."

The little boy Chom cried out: "Parsha and I are going together too!"

Pasha, who was a civilian, shook her head timidly: "I don't..."

Helibel rubbed Pasha's hair, grimaced at Chom, and said, "Don't go kid, lest the tiger lions get scared to pee their pants."

Chom said angrily: "I'm no longer a child, I'll never wet my pants."

At this time, Ainilu's voice sounded from the door: "Good morning, kids, what are you talking about?"

Chom immediately ran over and grabbed his mother's hand: "Mom, my sister bullied me. She and Xifa brother were going to watch a circus performance, but they refused to take me and Pasha with me, and said I could wet my pants."

Ainilu smiled softly, squatted down and said to Chom, "Brothers and sisters have their social interactions, so don't join in the fun."

She said to Sifa again: "Your father has an event in the dock area tonight. He prepared some winter clothes and food to distribute to the workers there. If you can help, he will be very happy."

“Wharf area?”

Xifa frowned slightly. It is not a good idea to go to the East District and the Pier District now. He said, "Why do you have to go to the Pier District? Can't he hold events elsewhere?"

Ainilu responded with a smile: "He has his own considerations, it doesn't matter. If you don't have time, you don't have to go."

Xifa nodded slightly and then hinted: "You should persuade him that the dock area is very chaotic and has many potential dangers. He would better not go there in person and let others do it for him."

Next, he stopped talking about this topic, but instead moved to his sister's studies.

In the afternoon, after lunch, Xifa saw Helibel who had changed into men's clothes. She wore a baseball cap on her head to hide her long hair.

"Let's go." Helibel pulled Sifa out with great enthusiasm, "I haven't seen a circus performance yet."

I didn't... Xifa thought to himself.

When they walked out of the villa, they saw fog floating in front of their eyes. Although it was not as thick as in the afternoon, in recent times, today can be regarded as a thick fog.

"Everything is good here, but the fog is too thick."

“Elanna also told me a joke about Beckland’s haze.”

"A gentleman who had just arrived in Beckland was lost in the thick smog and had to ask the gentleman who passed by and was wet, and asked the other party 'How to walk the Tassoke River', the gentleman was very kind

He replied: 'Go straight, don't stop, I just swam up from there."

"It's a pity that I can't understand the humor in it. It only makes me feel that the pollution in this place is too serious. The kingdom needs to manage the factories that emit soot."
Chapter completed!