Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

Butler Parton had already turned over the soil in the flower beds in the yard. Klein carried the food and flower seeds to the door and knocked on the iron gate.

"Master Noel." The butler came over and opened the door.

Klein said, "I'm not the young master, you can call me Klein."

"Master Klein."

Klein held his forehead helplessly, handed over the basket and said, "This is the special product of Port Paloi that I bought in the town this morning, and the fish soup made by my grandfather, for...for you and the young master."

The butler took the basket and did not open it to look at it. He bowed and said, "When the young master wakes up, I will report to him. Please express my gratitude to your grandpa on my behalf. I will come to the door to thank you someday."

It is common for families in Paloy to give each other things, and it is enough to say thank you in person.

Klein was a little surprised when the butler spoke so solemnly. He paused, raised his hand, and said with a smile, "Besides, I'll help you plant flowers first!"

The butler let Klein into the courtyard.

The dry flower branches I saw yesterday have been removed by the housekeeper, and the flower beds are temporary, and the area is not large.

The adult plants of the two-color flowers are very luxuriant, and such a small flower bed cannot be surrounded. Klein said, "Renovate the flower bed first, and the soil inside cannot be used. Do you have any tools here?"

"Please wait."

After about seven or eight minutes, Butler Parton brought all kinds of tools from the basement of the big house.

Klein took it, and soaked the two-color flower seeds in water according to the planting instructions, then rolled up his sleeves and enthusiastically devoted himself to the work of transforming the flower beds.

Sweet was woken up by the sound of clanging outside.

He is currently in a metamorphosis period, his body is relatively weak, and he spends most of the day sleeping to recover his strength.

"Patton?" The butler who was always on call on weekdays didn't respond.

Sweet recognized the sound coming from outside the window, as well as voices, got up and got out of bed and went to the balcony.

Klein was using a hammer to embed the last stone into the edge of the flower bed when he suddenly felt a gaze cast from above. He raised his head and saw the blond boy standing on the balcony on the second floor looking at him expressionlessly.

The last time I watched from outside the door, this time the distance was much closer, and Klein suddenly realized that his temperament was superior to his impression.

That face was flawless, so perfect that it was almost distorted. There was no emotion in the blue eyes, as if he didn't take what he saw in his heart.

Even though it was midsummer, Klein thought of the flowers blooming on the top of the snow-capped mountains.

The young man didn't make any special expressions or movements, just standing there with his brows stretched out, he felt deserted.

In an instant, the wall from the edge of the flower bed to the balcony on the second floor turned into a rugged cliff, separating Klein from the people on the second floor.

It's clearly in front of you, but it's unattainable.

Klein's breathing was stagnant for no reason, and the raised hammer did not fall for a long time.

The butler saw Sweet following his line of sight and said, "Are you awake? I'm going to prepare breakfast for you."

Sweet glanced at the hammer in Klein's hand, turned around and entered the room without saying a word.

Butler Patton put down the sleeves he had just laid hands on Klein, and asked politely, "Have you had breakfast?"

Klein came back to his senses, and quickly said, "I've eaten, I've eaten a long time ago, you go and do it, the flower beds have been built, I'll do the rest myself."

Butler Parton left the yard, leaving Klein alone by the flower bed.

He recalled the boy's eyes just now, and his palms were sweating while holding the hammer—the boy was different from everyone in Port Paloi, and just looking at him could make him burst into endless energy .

After a pause, he thought again: Did he look too stupid just now?Is it rude to swing a hammer?Woke him up while building flower beds?

Several questions popped up in succession, and what was left in the end was full of regrets: Hey, I just wanted to say hello.

After washing, Sweet went downstairs and sat down at the dining table, picked up the newspaper beside the table and opened it. The front page was that the fishing output of Paloi Port had reached a new high.

A fishy smell wafted from the table, Sweet frowned unobtrusively, and asked, "What?"

Butler Parton opened the basket and said, "It's the food from Klein from Noel's house next door. Your Highness doesn't like it?"

Sweet didn't even look at the basket, put down the newspaper, picked up the knife and fork in front of him, and cut a piece of good quality steak.

Butler Parton covered the basket knowingly and put it back in the kitchen.

"What are you doing outside?" Sweet asked when Patton came back.

Patton stood behind Sweet, holding a pure white napkin in his hand, and said respectfully: "Your Highness wants to plant flowers in the yard, and Master Klein is here to help."

"..."

"Your Highness, the human world pays attention to reciprocity, what is our return gift?"

"It's up to you."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The weather was fine, and Parton set up a parasol on the balcony. The round table and bamboo wicker chairs were placed under the parasol, and a cold drink was placed on the table.

After eating breakfast, Sweet took a book and sat under the umbrella to read. When she occasionally rested, she looked up at the sea outside.

After discovering that Sweet was upstairs, Klein panicked for a while. He was afraid that he would look too stupid, so he tried his best to be neat and tidy when planting flowers and soil.

The soil in the flower bed was replaced with nutritious soil bought from an elf flower shop, and a few fist-sized magic balls of soil were put into the flower bed, and the soil on the surface of the magic ball was melted with water, and the half-carriage soil gushed out of the ball come out.

Klein thawed three balls, filled the flower bed, and used an iron rake to level the nutrient soil and dig out small pits.

Klein's heart skipped a beat when he thought that the blond boy might be watching upstairs.

He touched his chest wonderingly, put the soaked bicolor seeds into the pit in a daze, collected the soil, and finally watered it with the shower.

You're done!

After he finished his work, the sun had already hung directly above his head. The sun was so hot that Klein was covered in sweat, and beads of sweat flowed down his honey-colored skin. After playing with the soil for a long time, he got a lot of dirt on his body, making his whole body dirty.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand indifferently, left a soil mark on his forehead, and explained to Butler Parton:

"That's fine. The two-color flower is heat-resistant and cold-resistant. It is an annual plant. It needs to be watered regularly during the growth period, and the soil needs to be loosened once in the middle. If you need to fertilize... Forget it, let me come and have a look when I have time."

Butler Patton said, "This is too much trouble for you."

Klein smiled, and his jewel-like emerald green eyes curved up, as if there were blue waves rippling in them: "It's okay, I like planting flowers, and it's just some trivial things, it won't take much time."

He glanced upstairs out of the corner of his eye, and found that Sweet had gone back at some point, leaving only the shadow cast by the parasol on the balcony, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

That's right, it's okay for him to be out in the sun with his rough skin and thick flesh, how can he stand it?

I didn't talk about it today, but I will come here often in the future, and there will always be a chance to talk about it.

Klein quickly comforted himself, quickly put all the tools in the yard together, and said, "Then I'll go back first, and I'll come to see it tomorrow." He was about to go home.

"Please wait a moment!" Butler Patton stopped him from behind, and said kindly with a smile: "You have been busy all morning, so it is rude to ask you to go back like this. Please take a bath here and go back after lunch. "