It's February.
Anno has been living in Fedino's home for more than a month.
His illness was still not cured, he was in poor spirits, and his eyes were very deep.
He sat under the eaves in a very quiet manner, holding a bowl of tea.
The rain hit the ground, making a wonderful sound of ping-bang.
Fedino walked out of the room and looked at Anno sitting alone under the eaves.
For a moment, he felt extremely lonely.
Shaking his head, Fedinau walked to Anno and patted Anno on the shoulder: "My young man, do you feel better?"
Anno raised his head and looked at Fedino: "Thank you, Uncle Fedino, I feel pretty good now."
Fedino's old face showed a smile: "Go into the house first, today there is a big man to buy sugar. We need a richer meal to entertain."
"Big man?" Anno stood up and followed Fedinau.
Fedino's somewhat obese body trembled when he walked: "Yes, I came from Florence. He is a very good guy. He often buys candy from me."
As he said this, he began to brag again: "Of course, this is also because my sugar making skills are excellent enough."
"He is a big man who is close to the church and the king. Hehe, even he will recognize my sugar-making skills!"
Annuo just smiled and nodded.
Fedino sighed.
This young man is quite tall, but he just doesn't like to talk.
"Your Aunt Anna made hearty fish soup today, roasted a pizza, and made a lot of vegetables and seafood." The old man smiled.
Annuo just sat at the table and continued to look at the rain outside the window.
He was thinking about his past and his existence.
Fedino shrugged and went downstairs to help Anna make dishes and prepare the goods needed by the big guy.
......
At noon, the rain stopped for a while.
A carriage was parked at the door of Fedino's house.
A tall figure walked down from the carriage.
Fedino, who had put on quite formal clothes, shook hands with the tall man enthusiastically.
"Long time no see, Fedino." The man didn't look young.
"Of course, long time no see you, my big customer, Verocchio." Fedino's fat hand was very hard.
The man's name is Verocchio.
"Please come in, Mr. Verocchio." Fedino stretched out a hand to guide Verocchio.
The two walked into the front hall where Fedino used to entertain guests.
Verocchio slapped the corner of his clothes on the carpet at the door, took off the coat wrapped outside, hung it on the hanger, and then came to the restaurant.
"Hey, long time no see, Verocchio." Aunt Anna hugged Verocchio enthusiastically.
He and Anna had a simple hug.
Anno stood in front of Verocchio and bowed restrainedly: "Hello, dear Mr. Verocchio."
Verocchio looked at Fedino with beautiful eyes, waiting for the owner's introduction.
"Verocchio, let me introduce it. This is Lawrence Anno Falgo, who is temporarily staying at our house." Fedino pushed Anno forward.
Verocchio smiled gently: "Hello, Mr. Lawrence."
The two of them simply shook their hands and then separated.
"The soup has been served, sit down first, Verocchio." Aunt Anna pressed Verocchio on the stool and turned toward the kitchen.
But Verocchio's eyes remained on Lawrence Anno.
The child's temperament attracted him.
Chapter completed!