Chapter 12 Forest Streams

"When will the sage be back?" Palinsa looked down at Loren Hill, who had put on the black and silver robe again, and asked.

"Around the beginning of next year, there are still some things to deal with." I can't say that I still have to go to school, the girl thought.

In the past two years in Emenas, she has read a lot of books, and also met many classmates from other regions, so she has a better understanding of the world. It can be said that the harvest has been quite fruitful. If it hadn't been agreed to Pullman's invitation this time, I am afraid that I would have stayed for five years before leaving.

But things are changing. Today, Crancia is in the early days of its founding, and many problems need to be solved urgently. If some regulations and policies are not correct at the beginning, subsequent corrections will waste a lot of energy and resources, and will miss a lot of opportunities.

She had to put aside the people and things in the school for the time being, and participated in the construction of Crancia first.

However, some commitments still have to be followed. Before the holiday, she promised Frocia that she would spend the winter festival party with her at the end of the year, so she had to stay at school for a while in the second half of the year.

"See you next year, Paris."

Lorraine Hill waved, then said goodbye to the secretary general. As for the others, she has said it before, and the separation time will not be too long this time, so there is no need to make it too formal.

"Goodbye, Lord Lorraine Hill."

Palinsa raised her skirt and saluted, and then a breeze blew, and the silver-haired girl disappeared into the blue sky.

The boundless fields and mountains rise and fall on the ground, and the river reflects the crystal light, decorating the ground like a streamer. With the warm summer wind blowing, Roland Hill looked at this magnificent mountain and river, and a burst of pride rose in his heart.

Even with all the scars and destructions, the world is still alive and beautiful.

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A day later, Tissilan Mountains, Maple Leaf Garden.

As the airflow dissipated, the dress slowly fell, and Loren Hill returned to the home where he had been away for nearly a month. Taking off her coat and putting on light slippers, she threw herself on the big soft bed and rolled around with the pillow in her arms.

Still comfortable at home.

She lay on her back on the bed, her hands spread out, one foot took off her slippers and stepped on the bed. Looking at the wood-grained ceiling and looking back on this month's experience, it's really incredible.

Before she went out, she didn't think too much, she just wanted to see what Crancia looked like today and whether Pullman had led the country in the right direction.

As a result, he was caught by the student, and he suddenly changed from a bystander to a participant.

It seems that she has been busy these years, but the next time she goes to Crancia, she estimates that she will have to go on a tour of various counties and provinces to see the actual situation in various places, otherwise it will be bad to be too out of touch with reality.

In this way, she took a nap in bed and woke up in the afternoon.

After getting up, she took a small circle in her backyard, picked a few green cucumbers, and put them in a basket.

Under the summer sun, the colors in the forest are extraordinarily distinct and bright, the green leaves swaying with the branches in the breeze, and the crystal-clear stream flows on the pebbles, making a subtle and pleasant sound.

Loren Hill opened her hands and walked on the rocks by the stream, maintaining her balance. The summer breeze in the forest brought a hint of coolness, which made her hair flutter.

Turning around a few tall redwoods and stones, she found a suitable position, put the basket in her hand into the stream, and then blocked it with a few pebbles to prevent the basket from being washed away by the water. And a few cucumbers in the basket were also soaked in the cool stream water, slowly filtering out the summer heat.

Simply blowing a large stone clean, Loren Hill sat on it, and the white skirt was divided into mottled appearances by the sunlight in the shade of the trees. She took off the sandals on her feet, put her toes into the water, and a cold water flow spread up her body along her calf.

The girl watched her feet rise and fall in the stream, splashing mischievously. After playing like this for a while, I put it down.

She leaned on the sloping stone and looked at the leaf in the sky. The blue sky was faintly revealed from the branches and leaves, and a gust of wind blew, making a rustling sound.

Closing his eyes, the sound of birds singing in the distance came from the forest.

After a long time, she opened her eyes, and with a breeze, her body slowly landed on the place where the basket was placed.

Take out the soaked cold cucumber, break it in two with a crisp sound, and then take a bite, the cool and slightly sweet feeling fills the mouth.

In fact, when she was a child, she would still peel cucumbers, because the cucumbers at that time were indeed green and yellow, with a smooth surface, thick and round, and it was more inconvenient to chew. Later, there was only one kind of cucumber on the market, that is, the slender one with small serrations on the surface. The advantage of this kind of cucumber is that it doesn’t need to be peeled, it can be eaten after washing, and it feels like a popsicle.

After eating a few cucumbers, Lorraine Hill took out a fishing rod and sat on a rock to catch fish idle. Of course it would be faster for her to catch the fish directly, but that would be no fun.

In the depths of the stream, a few fallen leaves floated on the water surface, the white plumes kept rising and falling on the water surface, the bait below swayed back and forth under the touch of the swimming fish, and the silver-haired girl on the side looked curiously at these palm-length river fish. , I was thinking about whether it should be steamed or braised tonight.

The decision is yours.

The fishing line was pulled up long in the air, and an orange-red carp (the king?) jumped out of the water and landed on the grass beside it. Its tail kept rolling, and its body bounced and fell on the ground.

King Carp used Water Leap, and the effect was unusual.

Loren Hill came over and squatted

She put the basket next to her and looked at the carp. She poked it with her fingers. After that, the carp jumped vigorously, took off to an altitude of more than 500 millimeters above the ground, and fell into the long-awaited basket.

It's nice so that you don't have to get your hands sticky.

Carrying the basket, Lorraine Hill walked towards the hut where he lived and started to prepare today's dinner.

At night, she flipped through the recipes stored in the system, looked at the browned fish body fried in China, and turned it over with a spatula from time to time.

"Well, um, at this time, I need to add some peppercorns, garlic, chili peppers..."

The accessories were sprinkled into the pot, and with the sound of oil sizzling, a burst of fragrance came out from the pot.

"Then add boiling water, cook for a while, sprinkle some green mysterious substances, and then it's done."

Holding a wooden bowl out of a bowl of white glutinous rice, the girl sat next to the tumbling pot with chopsticks and waited for a while.

I stretched out my chopsticks and took a small bite. The deliciousness of the fish, the slight numbness of the peppercorns, and the aroma of the peppers overflowed my taste buds.

Cooking is really fun.