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Chapter 23 The Prayer of the Chicken Farm Girl

"So you are the new rancher Thomas was talking about?"

Mrs. Lilia was sitting at the other end of the dining table and asked me in surprise, as if she had finally met a legendary figure.

I looked at the whole table of food in front of me and was filled with emotion.

The staple food is a pot of egg fried rice, and the side dishes are scrambled eggs, vegetable and meat egg rolls, and a bottle of mayonnaise mixed with rice for each person at the table.

And it is said that the dessert after the meal is egg pudding and a hot spring egg.

"..."

It seems that the daily necessities in the town are really not very convenient to obtain. The eggs that the chicken farm eats in a day will almost tire the hens, right?

Thinking of being in a trance, I didn't realize that Mrs. Lilia was talking to me. After a while, I asked in hindsight.

"Madam, did you just talk to me?"

Mrs. Lilia didn't care, and still smiled lightly.

"It's nothing. I didn't expect you, Marcus, to come back to the town and inherit this ranch."

"Hahaha, this is just a coincidence."

To explain how I got to this place, I would inevitably have to evacuate until I was airdropped, which is really a bit embarrassing to say...

"I heard that Marcus you were airdropped here?"

"...Sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

Mrs. Lilia covered her mouth and laughed, seemingly amused by my reaction, and then sighed.

"It's great to have an energetic young man like you. Our Rick has always been too serious, and I was always worried that he wouldn't be able to get a girlfriend."

Speaking of Rick, I quickly asked: "Madam, Rick ran out just now, is it really okay?"

"It's okay." Mrs. Lilia said, "Rick has always been a very sensible child and never caused trouble to others. It is because I have been in poor health that this child has been asking himself to be more mature and change.

He doesn’t even look like a young man anymore.”

"Mom, what are you talking about?" Popley, who had been concentrating on eating, suddenly raised her head. In the blink of an eye, most of the food in front of her had been wiped out. "Do you mean that I am not sensible enough?"

Mrs. Lilia covered her mouth and chuckled again.

"Yes, yes. You are all the most sensible children."

"It's just that my mother is not a good mother."

Mrs. Lilia's tone suddenly became serious.

But then, her attention immediately turned to another topic.

"By the way, Marcus, you just said that my hairstyle is dangerous. What do you mean?"

I smiled coquettishly and said, "Madam, don't take it to heart, I just said it casually. It's just a little joke in our hometown."

Mrs. Lilia's hair is the same pink as Purbury's, but her long curly hair is tied into a bunch and placed sideways on her shoulders. She looks like she is only about thirty years old, and she does not look like a woman with adult children at all.

Mother.

"Pubry, you take Marcus for a walk around the chicken farm later. Mom is a little tired."

Mrs. Lilia's spirit seemed to be weakening quickly, but she still managed to gather her energy and told Purbury with words full of smiles.

…………

"Hey, Marcus, don't you have anything to ask?"

Purberry's little leather shoes still clicked crisply on the floor, and the dress she was wearing was rippled slightly by the wind. Her loose pink hair was only held in place by a hairband, and a faint fragrance came from around me.

And when I turned my head, her rose-colored eyes were staring at me brightly.

"Boss Dart told me that everyone has their own secrets, so it's better not to pry into them at will."

I answered seriously, but I felt happy as I said it, so I had no choice but to say.

"Then, Miss Purbury, what information can I disclose about you?"

Purbury showed a naughty smile, cleared her throat, and spoke like a celebrity being interviewed.

"For information about me, please interview my agent. I just come from an ordinary family. Next question~"

She laughed twice crisply, but her tone suddenly became a little sentimental.

"Actually, what I envy most are ordinary families."

"It would be best to have ordinary parents, ordinary brothers and sisters, and live an ordinary life."

Purbury turned her face sideways and whispered to me.

"You've also noticed, right? My mother is sick."

I nodded silently and motioned her to go closer to the river and take a walk.

"I don't know when my mother got the disease, probably after I was born... In my childhood memories, she never played games with me."

"When I was little, I asked her to accompany me to play games, but my brother angrily scolded me. In fact, my brother was only one year older than me at the time. After that, our relationship never got better. He always thought that I was

A little child."

"My mother's illness is not serious, but she lacks energy every day and is very weak. When it gets more serious, even going out becomes a problem."

As Purberry spoke, she subconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt.

"Later, in order to treat my mother's illness, my father went to a big city to look for medicine and never came back. He just sent some supplements back from the big city regularly every year. I have forgotten what he looked like."

"From that time on, my brother became more and more strict and stubborn. I know that he just wanted to grow up quickly and become someone who could take care of me and my mother, and take over the position that was missing after my father left..."

Purbury's voice became lower and lower, as if she was trapped in endless memories, tightly entangled in her and unable to break free.

"Tell me, should I envy ordinary people?"

She suddenly raised her head and smiled at me, but I saw deep loneliness in it.

I pointed to the sky, the stars that couldn't be seen during the day, and said to Purbury.

"Then are you willing to listen to my story?" I said to her, "I actually come from a planet far, far away, which is called Shining City."

"Actually, there are many places in the Star Sea where wars are going on, and many places are still wild and ignorant. But where I am, there is a father who really cares about me."

"Some people say that I am a reformed person created by him. In fact, I have never met my mother, but I know that my father is the person who really has a relationship with me."

"I received the best education there, received the best care, and had the most rare family affection in that indifferent society."

"Until he disappeared..."

When Purberry heard this, her heart suddenly tightened, and she saw the young man named Marcus beside her, who seemed to be peeling off his playful and smiling appearance, revealing his true feelings.

Completely unlike the person who acted crazy and stupid to Rick just now.

"I was deprived of my inheritance rights and was assigned to work as a construction worker. I was locked in a cage and sold my labor every day. I could only enjoy the early morning and late night."

"I was also very desperate at that time. I once gave up on myself and thought that I had been abandoned by the whole world."

I gave Purbury a sincere smile and said, "Actually, I also envy you. You have a mother who is by your side who loves you, and a brother who doesn't say anything but always cares about you."

"When I received this ranch from my father as an inheritance, I also received a gift from fate."

"Sometimes I think that maybe my destiny is to come to Ore Town, to really start my life that was forcibly interrupted."

"I love every life, cherish every hope, and even enjoy every mystery and adventure."

"For me, this is real living."

"This is my father's last blessing to me."

A gust of wind blew, and Purbury lowered her head, pretending to be blinded by the dust, and secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

This was the first time that she had completely confided in someone, her dissatisfaction, her uneasiness, and her longing.

She knew that such behavior was very childish, like a child complaining that his toys are not as exquisite as others.

But she didn't care, at least she found another person who had the same problem.

This person brought his courage and persistence, pulling her out of the confusion she had been in.

I didn't notice what Popley was doing next to me, but I just happened to feel the same way. This opportunity was too luxurious for me. I still have a lot of things to do, and I have no right to be sad here.

I said to Purbury.

"Pubry, would you like to make a bet with me?"

Purbury's big, twinkling, rose-colored eyes were silently questioning me.

"I bet you that although I am not as good as you now, I will definitely surpass you in the future and become a happier person than you."

Purbury puffed up her cheeks and said dissatisfied.

"It's not fair~ I am happier than you. Just look at it, I will never lose to you~"

We walked back to the door of her house and said goodbye to her here. I said before leaving.

"Come to the ranch when you have time. Just wait, I will become a happier person than you, hahahaha."

I smiled deliberately and avoided her stamping, drifting past her in the fragrant breeze, and walked away.

But what I didn't know was that behind me, the pink-haired girl pretending to be angry was clasping her hands and praying silently in the direction I left. I don't know what she was saying.
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