Mystery: The Stars Returner

Why on earth do those people who are stupider than curly baboons sit in the office of the municipal building, talking and pointing fingers at things they have never seen?

With their crystal clear stupidity?

Or is it because of their severely bald heads?

Or is it that seemingly innate sense of superiority and pretentiousness?

It's terrible.

Fortunately, the salaries of Backlund's civil servants are pretty good, especially after the new ruler came to power, the salaries of low-level civil servants increased three times in a row within a year.

Well, for the sake of the cute little money, he stopped being angry with those curly baboons.

Oh, I heard that the new ruler who came to power is quite young.

Benson rambled on and told Melissa what happened to him at work.

For convenience and safety, Benson first picked up Melissa from school after get off work every day, and then spent 6 pence on the bus back together.

It wasn't until they returned to the familiar streets that they chose to walk the last part of the way and chat together for a while.

Every time, after Benson finished talking about his work, Melissa would talk about her life in school.

Family, a thing that sounds very simple, but is also very luxurious.

"What I regret most now is that I didn't study hard. If my knowledge had improved a little, I might have been able to get further promotion."

"You should understand that there is a serious shortage of talents in this kingdom now, especially those with real talents and learning."

Click.

Benson opened the door with the key as he spoke, "So the most important thing for you in school now is to study hard. Of course, more important than this is to learn to take good care of yourself first, such as rewarding yourself every day. A small cake.”

Benson took out a carefully wrapped strawberry cake from his briefcase, waved it in front of Melissa, then placed it solemnly in her palm, and then started to open the door and enter the house.

As soon as he entered the door, Benson habitually wanted to put his briefcase away and lie down on the sofa to rest for a while.

He calls this behavior time to treat curly-haired baboon paranoia. He first resolves the annoying emotions at work, and then he can love his family better.

But today, before he had time to do this, he was stimulated by the aroma coming from the kitchen as soon as he entered the door.

At first, he was panicked and thought it might be a natural gas leak, so he kept Melissa behind him. Backlund had frequent natural gas leaks some time ago, causing several explosions and killing many people.

Later, he smelled it carefully and confirmed that it was the meaty aroma emitted when beef was cooked.

"When we went out this morning, we were stewing meat and forgot to turn off the fire?"

"No." Melissa gave a very positive answer. She looked around for a few times and said with a little fear: "There seems to be someone in the kitchen."

As soon as she finished saying this, there was a sound of chopping carrots, pumpkins and other ingredients from the kitchen.

"It'll be easier if it's a human being." Benson breathed a sigh of relief. He handed the briefcase to Melissa, lowered his footsteps, and first took out a solid wooden stick hanging on the back of the door. , depending on the length of the arm.

After waving twice in the air to test the feel, Benson kept his footsteps as low as possible and walked toward the kitchen.

He thought that if he chose to break into a house just because he was hungry, he would treat the other person to a meal generously and send him away politely instead of calling the police directly.

Even though this is Backlund, there are still many poor people who are homeless and have no source of income.

In the past two years of working in the city government, he has seen many such things at the grassroots level.

It seems that after the heavy snow day that year, many factories closed down, leaving many workers without jobs.

Although the government later allocated a lot of relief funds, which slightly alleviated the embarrassment.

Benson was thinking complicatedly. As he approached the door of the kitchen, his thoughts changed to: "This thief's beef stew is very good. Just smelling the smell of the meat makes people hungry."

It's a pity that they don't need a chef at home. To be precise, they don't need an outsider to intervene in their daily life.

When Benson, who was holding the solid wooden stick high, saw the face of the figure who was still busy in the kitchen, the next moment, the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Melissa, who was worried about Benson, rushed over and entered the kitchen.

"Oh, Benson, Melissa, the kitchen at home is still a little too small. You wait outside for a while. In about ten minutes, you can have dinner. You can wash your hands first and clean up the shocked expression on your face. , while thinking about the questions you want to ask later.”

At such a familiar voice, Benson and Melissa left the kitchen and sat blankly on the sofa, looking towards the kitchen at the same time.

After a minute, maybe three minutes, Benson and Melissa looked at each other and opened their mouths, but said nothing.

Benson's eyes turned red. He stood up tremblingly and staggered towards the bathroom. He had to wash his face.

Melissa, who was left alone on the sofa, pursed her lips tightly and her eyes were wet.

After fidgeting and sitting alone for a while, Melissa also stood up, but instead of going to her own bathroom, she came to the door of the kitchen, her eyes locked on the figure who was about to finish her work.

It wasn't until Benson wiped his face and came out of the bathroom that Melissa returned to the sofa from the kitchen door. She looked at Benson for a few times, both of them understanding each other and saying nothing.

The hand of time seemed to be moving very slowly at this moment. It was only ten minutes, but Benson had to go to the bathroom several times.

Every time Benson went to the bathroom, Melissa would go to the kitchen door to guard in case anyone inside suddenly disappeared.

"Benson, Melissa, it's time for dinner." Klein came out of the kitchen carrying beef stew. Melissa just glanced at him and went to the kitchen of her own accord, bringing out the other two dishes. Mori set the tableware.

The three people were sitting in their respective seats as usual.

"I haven't changed much, right?" Klein touched his cheek. He hadn't used his original appearance for a while. When he looked in the mirror, he felt much stranger.

Benson and Melissa just shook their heads and did not speak.

"That's good. I'm afraid I'm too unfamiliar and you won't recognize me." Klein smiled and said, "If you haven't decided what to ask yet, you can finish dinner first. We still have a lot of time in the future. .”

"Benson, you have lost a lot of weight recently. You need to eat more beef."

"Melissa, it's time for you to grow up. Don't treat yourself badly when studying."

As Klein spoke, Benson and Melissa each filled a bowl of beef stew.

"You don't have to worry about money. My salary has increased recently. Now my weekly salary is about 22 pounds a week. If you add some living allowances and bonuses, my annual income has exceeded 1500 pounds."

"It's higher than the salary of an average barrister."

"Benson, you've been wearing this suit for many years. It's time to change into a new one. There is a famous clothing store in the West End, and the craftsmanship is also very good."

"Melissa, you should also buy yourself a few new sets of skirts. Beautiful clothes are always an indispensable decoration for a girl."

"We should also buy a new big house, preferably with four bathrooms. As for hiring a chef or a servant, I don't think we can adapt to outsiders entering our lives yet."

"That's okay. My work is much easier now than before. I can get off work at five o'clock every day and go home. I have normal holidays on Saturdays and Sundays, and I also get half a month of annual leave every year."

"The working environment is also good. It is in the Hillston area, which is relatively prosperous and shopping is very convenient, except that the price is a bit expensive."

"Benson, you should have been there too."

"I have plenty of time. I can cook for dinner in the future. Of course, on Saturdays and Sundays, we can go out and enjoy specialties from different places."

"Eat some quickly, otherwise it will cool down. In that case, the taste will be much worse."

"My cooking skills haven't deteriorated yet, I hope."

"Come on, have a taste."

With a relaxed smile on his face, Klein spoke slowly.

He felt that he had not spoken for a long time, so when he started talking, he couldn't stop talking and wanted to keep talking until he finished all the things he had not had time to say in these years.

Benson and Melissa still didn't speak, they just ate the beef stew in the bowl silently. It tasted very good because it still tasted the same as before.

But it seems to have changed a bit, with a bit more mature flavor after precipitation.

After taking a few bites, Melissa could no longer hold back her emotions and lay on the table and burst into tears.

Benson was also affected by Melissa's sudden burst of emotion and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.

Klein just smiled and watched the scene. He had missed so much over the years, but fortunately, he was back now.

In fact, he really should come back earlier, earlier, and earlier.

But it's okay now, Benson and Melissa have been staying there waiting for him to come back.