"When will Lord Sage come back?" Palinsha looked at Lolan Hill, who was put on a black and silver robe again, and asked with her head down.

"It's about the beginning of next year, and there's something to deal with." I can't say that I have to go to school, the girl thought.

In the past two years in Emenas, she has read a lot of books and contacted many classmates from other regions, and has gained more knowledge about the world. It can be said that she has gained a lot. If she had not agreed to Pullman's invitation this time, she would have stayed step by step for five years before leaving.

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

She had to put aside the people and things in the school for the time being and participate in the construction of Clancia first.

However, some promises must be followed. Before the holiday, she promised Frosia that she would spend this winter festival with her at the end of the year, so she would have to stay in school for a while in the second half of the year.

"See you next year, Palinsha."

Lorran Hill waved his hand and said goodbye to the secretary general. As for the others, she had said it before, and the separation will not be too long this time, so there is no need to be too formal or something.

"Goodbye, Lord Lorran Hill."

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

The vast fields and mountains are undulating on the earth. The rivers reflect crystal light and decorate on the earth like streamers. Blowing the warm summer wind, Loran Hill also felt a sense of pride in his heart as he looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers.

Even if you encounter all kinds of scars and destruction, the world will still be revived and still be so beautiful.

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One day later, the maple leaf garden was littoral.

As the airflow dissipated, the dress slowly fell, and Loran Hill returned to her home that had been away for nearly a month. She took off her coat and changed into light slippers. She pounced on the soft big bed and rolled around with her pillow in her arms.

It's still comfortable at home.

She lay on the bed with her hands spread out, took off her slippers with one foot and stepped on the bed. Looking at the wood grain ceiling, it was a bit incredible to think back on the experience this month.

Before she went out, she didn't think too much about it. She just wanted to see what Clancia looks like now and whether Pullman led the country in the right direction.

As a result, the student caught him and suddenly changed from a bystander to a participant.

It seems that I have been busy over the years, but if I go to Clancia next time, she will probably have to tour each county and province first to see the actual situation in various places, otherwise it would be bad if it was too out of reality.

In this way, she lay on the bed and took a nap for a while before waking up in the afternoon.

After getting up, she walked around in her backyard for a short time, picked off a few verdant cucumbers and put them in a basket.

In the summer sun, the colors in the forest are particularly distinct and bright. The tender green leaves sway in the breeze with the branches, and the clear stream flows on the pebbles, making a subtle and pleasant sound.

Loran Hill opened her hands and walked on the rocks by the stream, maintaining balance. The summer breeze in the forest was warm and cool, which made her hair float up.

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

A large stone was blown clean, and Loran Hill sat on it, her white skirt was divided into mottled by the sunlight between the shade. She took off the sandals on her feet and put her toes into the water. A cold water flow spread toward her body with her calf.

The girl watched her feet lift and fall in the stream, playing naughtyly. She only let go after having fun like this.

She leaned against the tilted stone on the side and looked at the leaves in the sky. The blue sky faintly emerged from the branches and leaves. A gust of wind blew, making a rustling sound.

Close your eyes and the joy of birds came from the forest in the distance.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and as a breeze drifted, her body slowly landed in the place where she had put the basket in the previous place.

Take out the soaked cold cucumber, break it into two pieces with a crisp sound, and then chew it on one bite. The cool and slightly sweet feeling spreads in the mouth.

In fact, when she was a child, she would peel cucumbers because the cucumbers were indeed green and yellow at that time, with smooth surfaces, thick and round surfaces, making it more inconvenient to chew. Later, there was only one type of cucumber on the market, that is, the one with slender and small serrated surfaces. The advantage of this kind is that you can eat them without peeling them, just wash them clean, and it feels like popsicle ice.

After eating a few cucumbers, Loran Hill took out the fishing rod and sat on the stone to catch the fish casually. Of course, she would catch the fish directly faster, but there would be no fun.

Deep in the stream, several fallen leaves floated by the water, and the white feather tubes kept undulating on the water. The bait below swayed back and forth when the swimming fish touched. The silver-haired girl beside her looked at the river fish with her palms curiously, thinking about whether it would be better to steam or braised tonight.

The decision is you.

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

The Carp King used water splashing, and the effect was extraordinary.

Loran Hill came over, squatted aside and placed the basket beside her. Looking at the carp, she poked it with her finger. Then the carp jumped up hard, soared to an altitude of more than 500 mm above the ground, and then fell into the basket that had been waiting for a long time.

That's great, so you don't have to make your hands sticky.

Carrying the basket, Lorran Hill walked towards the cottage where he lived and began preparing for today's dinner.

In the evening, she flipped through the recipes stored in the system, looked at the fried browned fish body in China, and flipped it out with a spatula from time to time.

"Well, yes, add some pepper, garlic, and chili at this time..."

The auxiliary ingredients were sprinkled into the pot, and with the sound of oil, a scent of scent came out of the pot.

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

Holding a wooden bowl, she put out a bowl of white glutinous rice, and the girl sat next to the rolling pot with chopsticks, waiting for a while.

I stretched out my chopsticks and tasted it in a small bite. The deliciousness of the fish, the slight numbness of the pepper, and the aroma of the peppers were filled with the taste buds.

Cooking is really fun.
Chapter completed!