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Chapter 2 Lost Memories

In the evening, Andy's parents came back.

Both are fruit farmers at Bellisch Farm, which is located near the Black Forest outside Lizhi City.

Bellici... Qingyue's heart moved and thought of the richest family in the Shen'ao area.

Could it be that this Bellicz Farm belongs to that family?

"Thousands of years ago, the Shen'ao area."

Qingyue murmured to herself, and the world in her mind became clearer.

"Oh, Little Alvin, you finally woke up."

The brown-haired aunt with a tiger back and waist entered the room and saw Qingyue sitting on the bed, showing surprise on her face.

She quickly walked to the bed in the inner room, hugged Qingyue in her arms, and patted Qingyue's back with a big hand like a bear's paw.

Qingyue was hit hard one after another, almost vomiting blood and coughing violently.

"Oh, sorry, little Alvin, I forgot that you just fell from such a high place..."

The fat aunt quickly let go of Qingyue, her face full of apology.

"I'm fine, Aunt Erin." Although her chest ached faintly, Qingyue's heart couldn't help but feel warm.

Andy's father also walked in and said relaxedly: "It's fine."

Then he took out a bottle of green liquid from his pocket in the linen pants and carefully handed it to Qingyue.

"Uncle Dabi, this is..." Qingyue looked at the other party's solemn appearance and carefully picked up the bottle containing the green.

"This is a healing potion produced by Belliz Farm. If you drink it, you will be all cured soon." Dabi grinned.

Qingyue was stunned for a moment, looked at the dilapidated hut, and then looked at the healing potion in her hand. For some reason, her eyes turned red inexplicably.

Although I don’t know how much the therapeutic agent is, it will definitely not be a small number.

Looking at Qingyue's silent appearance, Dabi smiled and touched Qingyue's head: "Aven, it's good that you're fine, otherwise I don't know how to explain to your father."

"Drink it quickly and we can have a meal."

Aunt Erin smiled, then turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Little Andy cheered happily and followed Aunt Erin to the kitchen, intending to see what delicious food is available today.

Uncle Dabi patted Qingyue on the shoulder when he saw this. The man who was not good at expressing himself also turned around and left the inner room and went to the kitchen outside to help.

For a moment, Qingyue was the only one left in the room.

"Uncle Darby, Aunt Erin, and Little Andy..."

Qingyue murmured in her mouth, her eyes showed firmness. From now on, he will be Alvin!

...

In the room, Alvin opened the cover of the healing potion.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance floated out of the bottle, calming him down all of a sudden.

Without much hesitation, Alvin drank the green liquid in it in one sip, and a bitter taste immediately hit the taste buds!

“It’s so bitter.”

Alvin pursed his lips and felt the warm current coming from his lower abdomen.

This warm current flowed in his body and finally gathered on his chest, making him feel relaxed all over.

After touching my chest, the pain in my chest disappeared directly, and the fatigue on my body disappeared.

The healing potion has amazing effect and is completely comparable to the elves' healing moves.

Alvin was secretly surprised that the development of the potion in the elves thousands of years ago seemed to be very good.

I just don’t know how the healing moves are developed. If the elves directly use healing moves, the cost will definitely be much smaller.

After the treatment, Alvin pushed open the door of the room. At this time, Aunt Erin had prepared food.

A bowl of pea soup, five pieces of rye bread, and two apples that were peeled and looked angular.

Little Andy sat at the table, holding the apple happily and gnawed. When she saw Alvin coming out, she bulged her cheeks and said, "Brother Alvin, come and eat the apples, it's so sweet."

"Okay." Alvin nodded politely, pulled open the chair and sat down.

Aunt Erin served a bowl of pea soup and pushed the plate with rye bread and apples in front of him.

Seeing this, Alvin was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, thanked Aunt Erin, picked up a piece of rye bread and stuffed it into her mouth.

After eating the rye bread, he picked up the apples that were covered with edges and corners, which were a big circle smaller than normal apples, and put them in his mouth and bit them.

Soon, after a sumptuous dinner for the poor, Aunt Erin got up and started to pack up, and little Andy ran to help happily.

At this time, only Alvin and Uncle Dabi were left on the dining table.

"Uncle Dabi, I want to go to work on the farm."

After a moment of silence, Alvin suddenly spoke with a serious look on his face.

Dabi was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "The farmer of Bellicz Farm... is very hard."

Moreover, they would not want a child of fifteen or sixteen, after all, they wanted coolies... Darby added to his heart.

"I want to try it on the farm..." Alvin carefully used the words: "You can tell Mr. Bellisch that I don't need a salary, I just want to help my uncle do some work and learn."

After saying that, he added: "I should grow up too."

Hearing his words, especially the last sentence, Darby's eyes flashed, and he tapped the table with his hand, and finally nodded.

Seeing Dabi agreeing, Alvin breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and bowed politely, walked out the door, intending to go back to his dilapidated hut.

"Even, you've been living at Uncle Darby's house recently, it's not safe tonight."

Seeing Alvin planning to leave, Dabi quickly said, "Don't be polite to Uncle Dabi, I promised your father would take care of you."

Alvin walked to the door, paused, and said:

"Okay, I plan to go back while it's dark and come back soon."

After Darby nodded, Alvin walked out of Uncle Darby's house and walked towards his own house next door.

He planned to take this opportunity to go back and see, trying to remember what happened last night and why Alvin was unconscious on the street at night.

Falling off the roof?

There are also the memories he lost last night, and he always feels something hidden in it.

There are few pedestrians on the stone road at night, and they are empty.

Alvin came to the road, glanced around, and saw someone in the dilapidated house looking at him through the window, with a warning in his eyes.

At night, the residents became visibly alert, and the disappearance was like a dark cloud covering their heads.

After walking a few steps, Alvin suddenly looked at a roof behind him with some emotion.

On the roof, a crow covered in darkness stood there, and her figure seemed to blend into the coming night.

"Dark Crow!"

Alvin recognized the identity of the elf at a glance.

At the same time, he keenly saw the monster equipment worn by the Dark Crow, which was obviously the monster that the sheriff conquered.

During this period, the disappearance of the slum has attracted the attention of the sheriff, and the dark crow is responsible for monitoring the place.

Withdrew his gaze, Alvin continued to walk a short distance and then returned to his home.

He pushed the door gently and found that the door was not locked, so he pushed it straight in.

In the dilapidated and narrow house, there was only a stove with no original color and a crock pot hanging from the stove except for a wooden bed.

Suddenly, he saw a tattered doll beside the bed. At this time, it was torn beyond recognition, and various rags were sprinkled all over the floor.

Looking at the doll, Alvin couldn't help but feel sad in his heart. This was done by his mother for him and has been with him until now.

"Who... tore up this doll."

Alvin's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that this must not be done by Alvin, but who would it be?

Last night, someone came to Alvin's room. Judging from his behavior of tearing up the doll, he was not friendly...

Working hard to dig into the memories in Alvin's mind, he found that Alvin's life was very simple.

Without an adult, he could receive more than a dozen copper coins from the kind lord every time.

With the care of Uncle Darby's family, he lived to the age of 16 with difficulty. The cowardly Alvin had never been able to offend anyone.

Things were indeed not that simple... Alvin came to the bed and picked up the tattered doll, sorted it out and put it on the bed and murmured: "You must become stronger as soon as possible."
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