With the first sparrow taking the lead, the second sparrow soon followed.
Looking at the two little things standing on his hands and eating, Hitzfeld felt happy and felt that keeping pets can indeed relieve depression.
But winter sparrows were too wild, and although they were indeed small and cute, she didn't expect to be able to tame them after feeding them.
After a while of this, she got tired. After trying to touch them twice but being shunned, she simply gave up, scattered the remaining grains on the ground, picked up the bag and basket and went home.
There was still some warmth in the house, so she found some firewood to light the stove and changed back into her usual socks and skirt.
Hang the bag upside down and store the purchased vegetables and meat in the cupboard.
Kuroki City is also in the north, and the lowest temperature in winter can reach minus 20 degrees Celsius. The temperature has risen a bit recently, but it is still no problem to store supplies at normal temperature, so she doesn't need to worry too much.
Counting the days, Ashley will be back in the next two days.
Hitzfeld decided to cook a good meal.
Heat a large pot, wash and blanch the best beef ribs, but do not blanch them for too long before taking them out and changing the soup, so that too much butter essence will not be lost.
She changed another pot of water to start making soup, then boiled water in a second pot, sprinkled rice noodles on the table, and started adding water and stirring.
When the mixture is almost done and the water is ready, gather the rice flour dough and wrap it in a silk scarf with holes, then put it into the water with skillful movements.
This thing can't grow long even if it's soaked in water. Hitzfeld put the beef and side dishes aside, picked up a spoon to scoop out the strips, and put them aside to cool.
"If I remember correctly, the first pot of rice noodle soup will be very mushy, so it won't taste good at this time..."
She thought about the method according to her memory, but she was not sure if she could succeed at once.
I tried two bites of the final result and it felt okay. If the beef bone soup with heavy oil and ingredients can be replicated, Ashley will definitely bite her tongue.
"What a pity. The most convenient way to make this thing is to use a machine to squeeze it, but we don't have the conditions now..."
Then throw the chopped beef and the seasoning packet into the high-pressure pot and cook them together. Hitzfeld sighed and shook his head, then washed his hands and took off his apron.
Her skills were actually quite advanced; after hours of cooking, her white apron was never spotless.
But it has become a habit after all, and she never gets tired of it and always puts on an apron every time.
There was not much work left. The longer the beef bone soup was cooked, the more fragrant the butter would be. Stir-fried dishes tasted best when they were cooked and eaten right after. She was considering whether she should go upstairs and read a book next.
"Woo woo..." Lily came up to her and bit the hem of her skirt again.
"No." She bent down and tapped the dog's nose.
"Who told you to waste food in the morning?"
"You will be punished by starving until she comes back."
"Wangwu?"
Lily was shocked - who was the one who fed the birds with rice? Why did I have to be punished?
"Woof! Aaaaaaaah!"
"If I say no, it means no. Just wait patiently!"
Ignoring Lily's strenuous protests, Hitzfeld went upstairs, walked through the somewhat empty corridor, and came to where he had been living recently.
Hitzfell Manor is too big for one person to live in. It can accommodate more than 100 people at the same time, so her range of activities is actually very small.
But what to say...
When a person is in a heavy mood or has something on his mind, living in such a big house and having nothing to do can help him walk around and keep it clean, which can actually help relieve his worries and boredom.
I opened the door and entered the bedroom, then threw myself on the bed and lay there for a while.
Then I got up, lit the stove to boil water, trying to raise the temperature here a little bit.
"Should I request a generator to be dropped here..."
The process of waiting for the water to boil was very boring. Hitzfeld leaned back on the table, picked up his notes but couldn't read them. He stared at the cable ducts on the wall and fell into deep thought.
Hitzfeld Manor once stood in the modern era, and its internal facilities have been optimized. Pipes left for electrical wires can be seen everywhere in the mansion.
It can also be seen from here that Walnut put a lot of effort into renovating the manor. He must have found the drawings left over from the construction of the manor somewhere and even restored places like this.
"From the people I know, Paul Drake seems to be good at this."
"It's a pity that this is Blackwood. I haven't been to Dream City for a long time..."
While I was thinking, the water boiled.
Hitzfeld took out the tea leaves that Xia Yibing left behind when she left, made a cup of tea, and drank it while standing by the window. He saw a Sheldon dog sneaking into the snow, looking around to see if there was anyone, and began to dig the snow quickly with its front paws.
What is it doing?
She didn't understand.
Wait, this location...
After thinking about it, I seemed to have asked Ashley to report last week when she was clearing the snow that someone had buried bones in this area.
Ashley asked her what to do with it, but she didn't take it seriously and just let her throw it away as trash.
So it should be unable to dig up anything.
Looking at the big white dog digging the ground here and there, barking anxiously because there was nothing there except snow and dirt, Hitzfeld raised the corners of his lips and felt even happier.
It was almost 10 o'clock when the winter sun came out. The sun shone through the cold air and the glass windows onto her face, making her squint her eyes in a slightly enjoyable way.
"Chirp——"
There was a sound of chirping and flapping wings.
When he opened his eyes, Hitzfeld was a little surprised.
Are those two winter sparrows?
What’s going on? Why are they carrying this thing?
After the surprise came astonishment, because these two little birds were working together to grab a large envelope and flapping their wings desperately to keep their bodies steady.
But the envelopes were too big and they kept falling down from time to time.
Hitzfeld quickly opened the window and let them in. The two little birds landed on her desk, and the first thing they did was drop the envelopes and lie cuddled together, catching their breath.
“I don’t know what happened, but I’ve worked hard.”
Touch the little birds, this time they don't resist.
After satisfying his bird-watching urge, Hitzfeld picked up the letter and found a familiar signature on it.
"Her letters have always been sent by Black Owl..."
"You encountered it and were coerced?"
She could only think of this possibility.
Unbelievable...there is bullying among birds?
But she seemed to notice that a winter sparrow rolled its eyes.
Well……
It is said that winter sparrows are wild but psychic, but I never thought the legend was true...
Without thinking too much and closing the window to prevent them from getting cold, Hitzfeld picked up the letter and opened it impatiently.
She hadn't received any letters for some time.
I am looking forward to what she will say from afar.
Chapter 3 Xia Yibing's Letter
The envelope was very large. When it was opened, there was a bulging cyst inside that was brown or yellow - maybe more like grass green.
This is a safety measure: the package is sealed. If the letter is intercepted midway and the other party opens it without taking any precautions, the contents will be directly crushed.
But Hitzfeld had a way to solve it; after all, the measure was her own idea.
She took out the cyst and dropped it into an empty glass trough, then added water to cover the surface. Watching it sink and float in the water little by little, she opened the locked drawer and sprinkled some white powder into the water.
After more than ten seconds, the powder dissipated and the cyst sank completely to the bottom of the water. She then fished it out and summoned ice needles to cut it open.
"Puff——" This thing made a very indecent onomatopeia, but that was all. The things inside could be taken out intact.
The first was a thick, folded parchment roll, and there were two smaller packages, both made of ordinary paper.
Hitzfeld read the letter first, opened it, and a line of elegant and powerful coherent handwriting came into view.
[Hello, Aisuen:]
[It has been a while since the incident that made you sad. I think since you are unwilling to tell me - if you don't even plan to tell me, then the impact it has had on you must be beyond everyone's imagination. Perhaps I can understand your feelings.]
[It doesn't matter. You can ignore those who want to find out your secrets. In fact, I really regret that I was not there when everything happened, otherwise I think you would feel better and feel a little guilty.]
[Let’s not talk about this anymore. How’s your life lately? I heard from Ethan that Ashley applied for the Knight Academy? This development path is actually very suitable for her.]
[I guess you played a negative role in the middle... Don't be surprised if I think so, because your characteristic is that you are too considerate of others. I still can't forget that you deceived them just to let me sleep a little longer.]
[I'm not blaming you. I understand you. Regarding the side effects of Flintstone Knight, people who do this job don't live long.]
[But Ashley isn't a kid anymore, maybe she has her own ideas.]
[What I mean is, if you are sure that she wants to do this from the bottom of her heart, then let her do it. No one can control such a child. From that moment on, she has grown up and transformed, and maybe she is no longer a child.]
[As for the side effects of metal toxins, I will contact them. I hope there is a way to alleviate it within the cult, but this possibility is not very high, and I don’t recommend you to have too high expectations for it.]
[You didn't reply to my last letter, but just passed on some ideas through Ethan. I did what you wanted, including keeping the letter confidential.]
[Actually, I think you are a little too cautious. The black owl is the king among birds of prey, and its flying height is beyond the reach of guns and bows.]
[So, I've listened to you. Can you at least reply to my letter this time?]
[I don’t need much, just write me a sentence, I want to see your handwriting.]
[Just assume that I'm mentally ill and fulfill my wish, okay?]
[Ethan also wrote to me that you hardly go out recently, and even your funeral business has stopped. You almost rely on Ashley and Lily for help with your daily food and drink.]
[I don’t want to touch on this topic, but I know that if I really want to do this for your own good, I will definitely write these words.]
[Do you know what impressed me the most and moved me the most about you? It’s actually your unique calmness.]
[I am also an experienced person, I have been working in this industry for many years... but I can't do it either, and I don't even see many people who can force themselves to control their emotions when they encounter situations that are enough to make them lose their composure like you.]
[Especially since you are so young, you should not have this kind of experience. I was shocked but also thought of something else, which is what on earth have you been through to develop such a nature.]
[“Bad things have already happened, and being angry won’t solve anything.”]
[I think I remember it correctly? You also taught me this sentence.]
[It really helped me a lot. I have encountered a lot of bad things here. Every time I couldn't control my anger, I would think of you, and you whispered these words in my ear, and used them to comfort me... Then I would calm down immediately.]
[But there are side effects, which is that after this calmness ends, when I use it to temporarily deal with those things, when I start to be alone, I can't help but think about some things that are not serious for you and me.]
[I've gone off topic. Please forgive me for writing whatever comes to my mind. What I originally wanted to say is that excessive sadness will not solve the problem either.]
[I know, I know Aisuen, I can imagine how sad you are, I wish I could fly back to be with you forever, I know that when I can't do this, it's not very polite to send these words to you through dry stationery and fading ink.]
[But I am really worried about you and don’t want to see you depressed like this.]
[So in order to express my apology and as a gift to encourage you to take the first step, I have added something else for you besides the letter. I hope you like it.]
[Having said all this, let’s talk about the situation here~]
[Of course, I cannot reveal information related to the case. No one here is qualified to read my letter, but I am the director and I must set an example.]
[I really hope that once you cheer up, I mean, if I am free by then, we can come to this island to spend the summer.]
[The sand here is as white as snow, and the grains are full and very round. It doesn't hurt to step on it barefoot. If it weren't for these crap, it would really be a resort.]
[The nearby residents are also very enthusiastic. In fact, some people have already done so. The autumn here is surprisingly not cold. I saw many beautiful girls wearing bold clothes on the beach... I think even a nun would blush after seeing the openness of that kind of girl.]
[Of course, I don’t mean any other thing by saying this.]
[I mean, I bought one of those, too.]
[So if you really want to, and we have a chance, even if it's not on the beach, I can wear it for you.]
[Ah, writing to you is always a courageous thing, and now I feel that confidentiality is indeed necessary.]
[But since we have already taken confidentiality measures, it doesn’t matter if I write something more outrageous, right?]
[Aisun, I miss you so much.]
