Chapter 1204： On the mill town

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Before six o'clock in the morning, the morning light rising from the east had already illuminated Mill Town, a small town located in the control area of ​​Freedom Gate. The flag of Freedom Gate will be planted on the bell tower and church in the town, representing the belonging of this town. There is a guard that belongs to Freedom Gate in the town. This guard of twenty men is responsible for maintaining order in Mill Town.

Regardless of the public opinion, at least in Mill Town, the guards and residents of Freedom Gate are in peace. The town pays taxes to the guards every month, and the taxes are within an acceptable range, even three cents lower than when it was under federal jurisdiction. Relatively low taxes are a way for Freedom Gate to successfully take over surface towns, and it has been tried and tested. As long as the federal forces in the region are eliminated, the people on the surface actually don't care who will manage them. Because whoever takes over will have to pay taxes. Freedom Gate lowered taxes, minimizing the hostility of residents towards them. This practice was denounced as shameless by the critics in Babylon, but who would care about these comments?

At least the people on the surface don't. They only care about how well today is.

The same is true for Jesse, who works for a butcher in town. Every day, cattle and sheep are slaughtered, fresh meat is sorted and sold. Jesse spends every day in his busy life, so much so that he is now in his early thirties, but he is still not married. Jessie was tired of such a life for a while, and wanted to escape from it all. But recently, he has no such thoughts. Because recently, he met a girl.

It is not appropriate to say that she knew each other. After all, this girl was just one of the customers of the butcher shop. When Jesse saw her for the first time, she felt that she had fallen in love with her. Although the girl will only come to the butcher shop once a day, buy fresh steaks and leave, the whole process will not take more than 5 minutes. But those few minutes became the happiest time of Jesse's day. A look in the girl's eyes, two or three sentences, can make him remember for a long time.

So those who have known Jesse these days have found a change in this man. People used to call him "Jessie with a sad face", but someone called him "Jesse with a grinning face" two days ago.

When the morning light came up, Jesse was already busy. He is dealing with the freshly thawed steak with a sharp meat parser. He needs to separate the bones from the meat. He has done this very skillfully. He can even look at the street corner outside the store as he does now, but he doesn't need to stop at all. In his eager anticipation, when people began to move on the street, the figure he was looking forward to finally appeared at the intersection of the street facing the butcher shop.

The girl is here again, and Jesse has even prepared what the girl wants, because the steaks she chooses are almost the same each time, every day. Jesse packed the food for her in advance, so you can talk to the girl a little bit more time you save. It is good for him to listen to her more.

The girl walked into the store, still wearing a heavy cloak, wrapped herself tightly, revealing only a small part of her face. She has a very peculiar pale red skin, even though Jesse's boss reminded him that this complexion is very abnormal. If that girl was not sick, she might not be a human being. But Jesse didn't pay attention to this, which was just the old saying that love would turn the wisest person into a fool.

"Good morning." Jessie wiped his bloodied hands and tried to squeeze a smile.

The girl said in a slightly hoarse voice in the cloak: "I need some steaks, Mr. Jesse."

Jesse's face seemed to shine, and he was even a little excited. The girl was the only person in this town who would call him her husband. He thought it was a sign that the girl had a good impression of him. He quickly took out the packed food and put it on the counter, saying, "It's still the same, but I promise, the meat is very fresh today."

"Thank you." The girl paid the money, and then turned around to leave with the food.

Jesse plucked up the courage and said, "I'll take you back, these things are not light."

"How about that will disturb your work."

Jessie ran over: "Don't say that. You are our customer. It is right to serve you, and nothing will be delayed."

The girl smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I am leaving soon, but I can no longer patronize your business."

"What?" Jesse lost his voice: "You are leaving? Why, haven't you just moved to town? Why are you leaving so soon."

"Well, of course I have my own reasons, but it is not convenient to explain to you. So today, it should be the last time to visit, please take care, Mr. Jesse." The girl picked up the food, walked across the street, and disappeared into the curve. .

If Jesse had lost something, he walked towards the shop with his head down, and then picked up the meat-chopping knife. Jesse only felt that the knife was so heavy. Suddenly he fell on his shoulder, Jesse looked back, and Henry the butcher smoked his flue and said, "I will leave you for a long time in the morning."

"What are you talking about, boss?"

"Idiot, don't any girls like you." Henry took the knife in Jesse's hand and pushed him: "I'm going to leave. Since you like her, you should go and tell her. Maybe there is still a chance. ."

"Really...really?" Jesse hesitated: "But what's the use, she's going to leave."

"It's so annoying." The butcher kicked him. "Hurry up and tell the girl that you want her to stay. Understood, fool. If you go, you may have a chance, but if you don't, you will never have a chance. "

Jesse's eyes lit up when she heard it, and she nodded: "I see, boss."

"What a foolish guy, I said you, at least change your clothes first." Henry yelled as Jesse had run into the street, but Jesse didn't mean to stop at all. In the end the butcher could only shake his head and laugh. Get up: "What a shy guy."

The sun poured down from above, and Jesse walked briskly. The town of Mills is not very big. For Jesse, who was born in this small town, he can go to any place he wants with his eyes closed. He had delivered food to a girl before, so he knew that the girl lived in the old Jili Street area. It is the most remote place in the town, and the low bungalows are characteristic of the old street. Those houses have low rents, and usually the poor people in the town rent them on this street.

Jessie couldn’t imagine how a good girl like her could live here. When walking down the old street, the eyes of the idle guys in the houses, windows and under the eaves made him unbearable, let alone A girl. Suddenly Jesse got an inexplicable anger. He even thought that if the girl was willing to stay for himself, he would rent a house on Andre Street in the best environment.

In random thoughts, Jesse stopped in front of a two-story building. Here in Laojie, the two-story building is considered luxurious. He walked up the steps, stood in front of the door, raised his hand to knock on the door, but hesitated. Suddenly the door opened by itself, and the girl stood in the door, looking at each other. Jesse flushed with embarrassment, but the girl said generously: "Mr. Jesse, is there anything wrong?"

The girl who returned home took off her cloak, and Jesse only noticed that she was unusually tall. The long, jet-black hair hanging down to the hips is like black silk, and the delicate features are as beautiful as sculptures. Although she was standing in front of her, Jesse suddenly felt that the girl was far away from him, far beyond reach.

For a time, he didn't know what to say.

At this moment a man's voice sounded upstairs: "Lola, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing."

Only then did Jess know that the girl's name was Lola, and the young man's voice upstairs made him feel a little trembling. He asked hopefully, "Is that your brother?"

"No, it's my husband." The girl blinked, her eyes flooding with happiness.

Jesse staggered back down the steps like being hit by a sledgehammer, and then accidentally twisted himself and fell to the ground. He got up quickly again, and the girl went out and asked, "Mr. Jesse, are you okay?"

"Nothing, excuse me, I want to tell you a good journey..." Jesse smiled reluctantly, and then left with a bit of embarrassment. He looked back upstairs and saw a young man standing at the window on the second floor. He has striking short silver hair and no expression on his face, but his features are impeccably handsome. Jesse smiled bitterly and completely lost her mind to the girl.

Allen drew half the curtains and walked back to the hall. In the hall, Adele shrank herself on a patched sofa. She flipped through a book of yellowed poems, lazy like a winter cat. At this time, Laura opened the door and said with a small smile: "That's the butcher's clerk, who came to say goodbye to me."

"I didn't say that I was leaving tomorrow. That was only Mirren's wishful thinking."

Adele put down the collection of poems and said, "Ellen, it's been a week. It's been a week since we left the Iron Prison. I think we must leave regardless of news or not. If you don't want to bring more to Bethkode In trouble."

Allen resolutely said: "I won't go anywhere until there is no news from Grandpa!"

"Mr. Horn will be fine, a Fendi, plus that inexplicable guy I’m sure they can’t do anything with Mr. Horn! You should think about yourself and think about it. People next to you!" Adele said in a rare solemn tone.

Alan looked at her, and sighed after a moment: "Sorry, I know that if you continue to stay, it will cause trouble for you and General Mirren. But I don't worry about Grandpa, if there is a Fendi, I am not worried at all. , But there is that person, he is the murderer who killed Tangliou."

"But don't forget. At that time, he succeeded because Tangliou and Lord Swordsman fought the battle first, and he took advantage of the sneak attack before he succeeded. But this time the situation is different. Mr. Horn is definitely different. It will give him a chance to succeed." Adele insisted.

"I hope so too, but you said too. Adele, it's been a week. Grandpa should always contact me anyway. But now, we don't even have any news."

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