[Hunter] Lydia's Life Story I

Just do it, make up your mind, and now we start preparing for the reopening of the grocery store.

If we want to open our doors to do business, we must first have a decent facade.

The newspapers that had been hastily spread on the ground last night were uncovered, revealing the ground covered with blue bricks.The ground can be paved with blue bricks, which must have been hardcover back then, but I don’t know how long it has passed, and now there is no complete brick surface on the ground, and the potholes are loose and broken. I squatted on the ground with glue and looked at it for a long time. I can't figure out how to glue the stone slabs that have been broken into seventeen or eighteen pieces back to their original shape.No way, I finally decided to simply plan out all the floor tiles and replace them with grinding-resistant concrete floors.

However, cement is not so easy to pave.

First of all, it is an annoying project to plan the blue bricks all over the floor.Although it was already tattered, it was difficult to remove the floor tiles that were still embedded in the ground.I squatted on the ground and clanked my chisel for a long time, but except for making a very violent noise, there was no effect.

In the end, Kuroro, who was fighting with the window next to me, couldn't bear my magic voice piercing his ears, and gave me a trick, asking me to hand over the difficult task of planing the floor tiles to Feitan, who was so quarreled by me.

"How can he have the patience to do this? Asking him to sort out any waste can become humane destruction, do this," I held up the small chisel in my hand, "and demolish the house!"

At first, I only knew that Fei Tan had a bit of a vicious personality, he didn’t talk much, and he was ruthless and tolerant towards the enemy. Now I realized that he usually has such poor patience, and his temper is extremely violent.I was rattling here, and Feitan was so noisy that he couldn't stay still. I asked him to take refuge in the small courtyard and tidy up the things piled up in the yard. The sky-shattering sound of table tennis didn't seem to be tidying up, but it seemed to be smashing things to vent their anger.

"Are you stupid?" Kuroro stopped screwing the window, turned his head and taught me, "He can tear down the house, isn't it easy to remove a floor tile?"

"OK then."

I dubiously called Fei Tan over, the noise in the small courtyard ten times louder than me smashing the floor tiles stopped, and Fei Tan came out with a lawsuit in his head.

"Well, Fei Tan, I don't think I can smash floor tiles like this, why don't you try?" I held the chisel in my hand and looked at him cautiously.

"...how to do it?" Feitan's golden eyes couldn't help looking at the source of the noise in my hand, and he said with restraint, I could almost see the throbbing veins on his forehead.

"Just dig down all the bricks on the ground and clean them up, but don't make the ground too potholed." I said quickly.It would be great if Feitan could do it, and I'm about to lose it too.

"Just get all the bricks down?" Feitan asked, "Doesn't need to be complete?"

"Of course not, as long as the floor is cleaned. Bricks are useless," I said.

"...I'll do it." He looked at the ground, then at my little chisel, showing a very patient look, and then looked at the ground with vicious eyes like an enemy. "Stay aside."

"Oh." I quickly retreated to the edge of the shelf, and Kuroro, who was standing by the window, also stopped, ready to see how Feitan handled the green bricks.

Then--

"Ahem...you ran out too?" I stood in the small courtyard, looking at Kuroro who fled out of the shopfront in the front room, covering his mouth and nose, and asked while coughing.

"Such a big brick is flying towards me," Kuroro gestured, "Debris is flying all over the room! If I don't come out again, am I going to be a target?" Kuroro said depressedly, showing a rare expression of powerlessness.

There was a series of explosion-like sounds from the grocery store behind him, and white dust and stone chips kept coming out of the door.Fei Tan was much more violent than me in demolishing the floor tiles. He sneered at my little chisel, and asked me for a shovel.This kind of efficiency is nothing to say, but the movement is too big to say anything.He made it impossible to treat anyone on the small shop. When I saw the ruthlessness of his first shovel, I ran out as if fleeing to avoid accidental injury. Now even Kuroro avoided it.

"...I hope that some of the windows I just nailed will survive." Kuroro sighed and said very distressed.

"Forget it," I looked at the vibrating door frame in front of me, and comforted him, "Is the efficiency of Feitan high? At any rate, the floor tiles can be shoveled quickly this way. Then lay cement, and the floor will be done. After the floor is done, we can finish it." Decorate the shelves, and then we can open... Let's make cement first."

I don't think Kuroro needs my comfort, he is ready to start all over again later.I dragged him to the middle of the yard, and asked him to help me mix the cement that was waiting to be wiped on the ground while he was free.

Speaking of which, I used to think that cement was something like paint, and it should appear in the form of a bucket. Now I know that cement is powder packed in sacks. Before use, it needs to be boiled with water, just like soaking sesame paste.

There are simple graphic instructions on the sack. Let’s first find a big plastic bucket, then pour half of the cement in the sack into it, add water to stir, mix well, and then add cement... It takes a lot of work to adjust the cement to a suitable viscosity , My little arms and legs were only stirred a few times before being pulled aside by Kuroro, and I rolled up my shirt sleeves to go into battle in person.

In other words, it is good for them to be thoughtful, and their strength is not on the same level as that of us ordinary people. Seeing Kuroro use his thick and thin arms as mine to stir out the stirring rod that I could barely pull with the strength of breastfeeding The frequency is the same as that of the propeller, and the cement slurry is splashing everywhere. I can only be amazed, while dodging the splashed gray cement while gesticulating:

"Slow down, slow down! It's splashing out!...Oh, wait! Is it time to add water?...It's thinner! Add cement!...Stir slowly! It's foaming..."

In short, under the efficient stirring of Kuroro who couldn't see the shadow of his hand, the cement was reconciled quickly, and almost stopped synchronously with the noise of Feitan's violent construction coming from the pavement.

Ku Luoluo, who was not blushing and out of breath, stood beside a bucket of even cement slurry, and looked at the back door of the pavement together. We didn't take a deep breath until the white smoke that had been floating out completely disappeared. , went in.

The room was in a mess, the shelves and counters had been moved and covered with a thick layer of white ash.As expected, two of the windows that Kuroro was worried about were knocked down, fell to the ground and broke the wooden frame, and the door that was barely installed yesterday also fell, and fell straight to the outside.

The ground was shoveled really clean. Needless to say, it looked as if it had been compared with a ruler. You couldn’t even see a bit of brick foam. Half underground.

Fei Tan stood in the center and looked around, holding a deformed shovel in his hand. When he saw us coming in, his face was neither proud nor irritable. It seemed that all his anger had been vented with this violent construction. like.

He asked in his usual hoarse voice very cooperatively: "What else should we do?"

"It's nothing, it's already good!" I looked at the ground happily and said, "Leave the rest to me."

"Hmm....Are you okay?" He responded, and then followed up uncertainly for a long time, as if he doubted whether I could handle it.

"...OK." I looked at him and then at the ground, and replied depressedly.Really, look down on people!I don't have the brute force like your ability-readers, so it's understandable that I can't shovel the ground well.Delicate work like plastering cement... hum!

Fei Tan walked out happily and continued to clear the pile of waste that had been piled up in our backyard for eight lifetimes.Kuroro helped me bring in the heavy cement bucket and put it on the ground, then continued to nail his window.

"Kurolo, shouldn't you clean up the cobwebs hanging on the window before repairing the window? It's disgusting!" I followed his back and saw the surviving wooden window lattices. It is covered with cobwebs, covered with white ash like clusters of big white flowers, and you can even see black dot-like spiders moving fast on it. It is very disgusting and infiltrating.

"Should we clean up the spider webs first?" Kuroro pondered, "I thought we had to repair them first and then clean them up, so should we clean them up first?" He muttered to find a small wooden stick, and began to clean up those almost Cobwebs pasted all over the windows.

…If you know that Kuroro is so full of exploratory spirit, he will even take the opportunity to clean up the spider webs to get in touch with the spiders. From then on, he will have a strange impression of spiders, this hideous and terrifying creature of another dimension, and have a deep feeling for them, and they will be puzzled by them Zhiyuan, no matter what, I absolutely, absolutely will not instruct Kuroro to clean up those very unsightly spider webs at this time!real!I swear to God, please let me go!

Kurolo!Spare those poor little spiders!They are just ordinary spiders!

I hate spiders! ! !

However, the ignorant and stupid me who didn't know anything at this time saw Kuroro obediently going to kill those disgusting spiders, so I looked away contentedly, and used my words to produce a handful of putty, which was stained with paste Shaped cement, squatting on the ground with peace of mind and wiped it up.

The grocery store is only a dozen square meters in size. I squatted on the ground and wiped it for nearly three hours, brushing the ground in front of my feet in order, until I stepped out of the door of the grocery store and filled the last gap in front of the threshold in the room. Cement, looking at the thick layer of cement in the empty room, although it looks like a dog gnawing because of the lightness and heavyness of the hands, it still feels full of accomplishment.

Putting putty on the threshold, I stood up, pressed my sore waist with one hand, and asked in a loud voice, "Ku Luoluo, do you think this is possible?"

Kuroro has re-nailed the window, and is now carrying a bucket of vermilion paint to paint the window lattice outside.Hearing this, he looked in from the window, his brows raised, his eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth tightened. It took a long time before he said to me: "...Success."

"You're so reluctant." I glared at him.

"...Didn't you notice that you are slanting?" A pair of big and round eyes turned to look at me.

"Ah? Slanted?" I leaned halfway from the door and took a closer look, "It seems that the right side is higher than the left... What should I do?" I frowned and thought about it, "Oh," I said. He raised his head to discuss with him, "Why don't you just leave it like this! Anyway, when the shelves and counters are moved back and stacked, you won't be able to see it."

"Whatever you want." Kurolo showed me a helpless expression, turned around to paint his paint indifferently, and muttered: "So I said it from the beginning. Anyway, to you I don't have too much expectation... It's like a dog gnawed... I can't count on one or two, it's so rough..."

"Hey Kuroro! I heard it! Who are you calling rude?... Tell Feitan to turn against you!"

"...I've heard it." Fei Tanping's flat voice came from above his head.

"Scary! Feitan, why are you up there?"

I looked up in surprise, and Feitan was squatting on the sloping roof, holding a familiar chisel in his hand.

"Didn't you ask me to come up to repair the roof?" Fei Tan said, without looking at it, he used the chisel in his hand to pound the nails on the wooden board for roof repair one by one. A nail, not to mention very neat, is actually very light.

"By the way, I've also repaired the gaps in the walls around the house." Feitan kept his hands on his hands, and turned to Kurolo and said, "Kurolo, didn't you paint the windows too beautifully? This is Meteor Street."

Fei Tan's muffled voice was still habitually low and low as usual, without any vivid tone, but I could hear a beam of joy from it, as if he was mocking Kuroro for being like a stinky girl who would rather recruit thieves The windows should also be painted beautifully, and foreign work should be added.

But Kurolo has always been an obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it's not easy.

Kuroro's men kept brushing his paint, and the workmanship was well-proportioned and fine.I saw him facing the window with a distorted smile that seemed gentle, and turned his head and smiled at me with a mouthful of white teeth: "Lydia, I have already written a new plaque for the grocery store, go and get it, wait Feitan fixes the roof and hangs it up."

...Krollo, you are ruthless.Frustrated, I angrily turned my head to look for the plaque, and there was the sound of Feitan smashing nails above my head.

After tossing for a long time, the sun has already slanted to the west.

We had a hasty lunch, and the cement in the house was almost dry.The re-strengthened and cleaned shelves and counters were repaired and bumped back to the shop, and the goods left by the old owner of the previous shop were re-arranged, such as chipped glasses and broken liners. The thermos bottle, the long wooden board with mushrooms and moss growing on it, the clock missing the minute and second hands, the heavily corroded kitchen knife, etc., are neither too eye-catching nor inferior to the previous ones.

A whole piece of heavy black wooden board of unknown species was painted with cyan paint on the big characters "grocery store" inscribed by Kuroro, and it was hung upright under the eaves of the main door of the shop facing the street.I stood at the gate with a new door panel, admiring the brand-new grocery store with joy, waved my hand happily, and announced to the only audience, Kurolo and Feitan: "It's open!"

After opening, the door was deserted.

Our shop is at the end of a street, with the gate facing the long street.Going outward along the gray wall, there is a T-shaped intersection not far away. Under the wall of the intersection is an old tree. I don’t know what species can survive on Meteor Street. The large and shriveled leaves swirl and fall to the Our door, falling on the mottled and old-colored threshold, looked extraordinarily deserted.

"Business, business, why don't you come?" I leaned on the bench behind the counter, put my head on my arm, and muttered idly.

It has been an afternoon since the opening, and the sun is about to set, but we still haven't made a single business.The location is too remote and there are few new customers, and the original grocery store is so poor that there are no old customers, so that we have silently hung up the new plaque and opened the door for a long time, but there is still no customer who comes to the door.

"No, no, what's the big deal?" Fei Tan sat on the top shelf of the tall shelf, with his legs hanging down and dangling. bring it down.

Kuroro nestled under the window diagonally opposite the counter, sitting cross-legged in a rattan chair that looked very comfortable, with a thick hardcover book spread out on his lap.He turned over a page of the book and said without raising his head: "It's normal for the business to be low. We chose such a remote place when we chose the shop, and we didn't expect the business to be good."

"But if there is no business, we will have no money to make. If there is no money to make, what shall we eat and drink?" I put my chin on the crook of my arm and asked in confusion.

You are quite leisurely, why don't you set up a tea table next to the wicker chair and make a pot of hot tea!

"But... there will always be a way." Kuroro's originally casual voice suddenly paused, and he raised his head to wink, his tone was still calm, but he showed a cautious look.

Feitan jumped down from the high shelf and landed on the ground like a puff of smoke, almost without sound.

I reacted much slower than them, but I could already hear even and powerful footsteps outside.

Someone is coming, and it's a master.

...Are there any guests?

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