Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 211 Feynman's House

   Today is a good weather, the sky is blue and blue, cloudless, and the sun is shining brightly, as if spring has come.

Feynman lived in the DC area of ​​Silver Frost City, and the families living there belonged to the middle class of Silver Frost City, usually small businessmen, small nobles without land, low-level officers in the army, or public officials in the government affairs hall , this group of people generally have a decent income and status.

  In general, the DC area is considered a good place to live, but it is a bit incompatible with Feynman's identity.

  Feynman is a priest of the Holy Light and a serving priest of the Church of the Holy Light. Although these groups are not nobles, their status is higher than that of ordinary nobles. High-level priests like Feynman usually live in the central city of Silver Frost City.

  The so-called central city refers to the thin area surrounding the castle of the Xueying family, where the dignitaries live. So, when he learned that Feynman lived in the DC area, Robin was quite surprised.

  Robin and Feynman, riding two black short-tailed horses, slowly turned into a street in the DC area. At the entrance of the street, there is a road sign with "Ginkgo Street" written in Imperial language.

  Ginkgo Street has two rows of tall ginkgo trees planted on both sides of the road, and each ginkgo tree is about ten meters apart. It's late autumn now, and the leaves of the ginkgo trees have turned yellow. They stand one by one by the roadside, like two rows of giant guards in golden armor, guarding this peaceful street. The yellow-orange ginkgo leaves fell on the stone pavement, as if laying a yellow carpet on the street, which looked very beautiful at a glance.

  On both sides of the street are two rows of residential buildings, all of which are small buildings with two or three floors. There is also a small independent courtyard in front of the door, which is equivalent to a small villa with a single family.

   "Pastor Feynman, with your identity, why do you live in the DC area?" Robin asked curiously while riding on horseback.

Coming home soon, Feynman was very happy, and replied with a smile on his face: "I was born in poverty. Although I was lucky enough to receive the guidance of the Holy Light, I now have no worries about food and clothing, but I dare not forget the hard days. Said, it's nice to live here, it's secluded."

  The two of them walked forward for a while, and passed by the gate of a house. Inside the half-person-high fence, a thin middle-aged man wearing glasses was sitting in the courtyard reading a book.

  He heard the sound of horseshoes coming from outside the yard. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that it was Pastor Feynman passing by outside his yard. The man immediately put down the book in his hand, stood up immediately, smiled, and greeted Feynman loudly:

   "Pastor Feynman, you are back." The middle-aged man said, crossing his hands on his chest, and bowed slightly to Pastor Feynman.

   This is the ritual of the Holy Light Church, also called the Holy Light Ritual. A man saluting like this shows that he is also a believer in the Holy Light Church.

  Feynman didn't stop. He crossed his hands in front of his chest as he rode forward, bowed slightly and greeted with a smile, "I'm back."

   "Last time you cured my son's leg injury, I haven't thanked you enough yet, when do you think you have time, come to my house for dinner?" The man chased to the fence and invited him warmly.

  Feynman smiled, and politely refused: "Let's talk about it later, may the Holy Light bless you."

   Walking through this house, Robin and the others met a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl head-on on the road.

  The girl wore a ponytail and looked vigorous. She was holding a basket full of bright red apples in her hand.

Seeing Feynman, the girl trotted up to greet her immediately, with a happy smile on her face: "Pastor Feynman, I haven't seen you for a long time. This is a fresh apple that was just picked. Let me give you a try. Thank you for your recovery." My brother's eye disease."

  Feynman wanted to refuse, but the girl was too enthusiastic, so she stuffed the apple into his hand without any explanation.

  Then, the girl turned her gaze to Robin next to her. She hesitated for a moment, then took out a shiny red apple from the basket, and stuffed it into Robin's hand.

   "My lord, I'll give you one too. This apple is very sweet." The girl's face was full of smiles, and Robin felt that her smile must be sweeter than the apple in her hand.

  After the girl bounced away, Robin wiped the apple on his chest, and then took a sip. The flesh was light and crisp, and the juice sprayed into his mouth. It was indeed sweet and delicious.

   Robin chewed the sweet pulp, looked at the girl's cheerful back, and said to Feynman with a smile: "You are very popular with the neighbors, and I am honored by you."

  Feynman looked down at the red apple in his hand, with a gratified smile on his face: "I'm just comparing my heart to my heart."

Saying goodbye to the girl, Robin and Robin continued to walk forward. Almost every passer-by they met along the way would greet Pastor Feynman warmly. Robin could tell that these people respected Feynman from the bottom of their hearts. On weekdays, Feynman must have helped them a lot.

   After walking for a while, they finally arrived at Feynman's house.

  Feynman’s house is an ordinary two-story building with red tiles and white walls. The courtyard in front of the building is paved with stone bricks and kept clean. The courtyard is also surrounded by a half-person-high fence.

  At this time, a seven or eight-year-old girl was sitting in the yard, with her back to Robin and Feynman, a drawing board in front of her, a paintbrush in her hand, and she was drawing her own house attentively.

   Needless to say, Robin also guessed it. This girl must be the daughter of Pastor Feynman, Jenny.

   "We're here." Feynman said happily, then couldn't wait to get off his horse, and shouted at Jane in the yard. "Jenny, look who's back?"

  Hearing the familiar voice, Jane turned around immediately, and the two little braids on the back of her head flicked. Seeing that it was Feynman who had returned, the little girl immediately burst into a smile brighter than the sun.

"dad!"

  Jane jumped off the chair and ran happily towards Feynman. As soon as Feynman opened the gate and walked into the yard, she rushed to Feynman.

  Feynman squatted down, opened his hands and hugged Jane in his arms, with a doting smile on his face, and the wrinkles in the corners of his happy eyes seemed to be flattened.

   "Did you miss your father?"

   "Think!" Jenny cried out crisply.

   "My dear daughter, let Daddy give you a kiss." Feynman said, sucking **** Jenny's tender little face, which made the little girl giggle.

  Robin also got off the horse. He held the rein and stood watching. He felt very novel, and it was the first time he saw Feynman showing such an expression.

  At this moment, Feynman does not have the respectable appearance that a priest should have. He is completely a silly father who loves his daughter.

  Feynman only gave birth to such a little girl at the age of forty, and he was considered old-fashioned, so he doted on Jenny a little too much.

   "Let Dad see if you have gained weight again." Feynman picked up Jane and let Jane sit in his arms.

   At this time, perhaps hearing the movement in the yard, the front door of Feynman's residence was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman came out, it was Feynman's wife Zhuoya.

  Seeing Feynman at the gate of the courtyard, Zhuo Ya was taken aback for a moment, then slowly opened her eyes wide, as if she couldn't believe it. Immediately afterwards, she showed a joyful smile and walked up quickly.

  Feynman put down Jenny and hugged his wife.

"Really, you want to come back, why don't you send a letter to your home in advance. I heard that you were defeated in the front line, and I was really scared to death." Zhuoya's eyes were moist, and she hugged Feynman tightly. , as if afraid that her husband would run away again.

   It is conceivable how Zhuoya would feel when she learned that the Wilderness Coalition Army had returned in defeat, and her husband had not heard from her for a long time.

   "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully and made you worry." Feynman quickly apologized.

   "It's okay, as long as you come back safely." Zhuoya raised her head and looked at her husband affectionately. "you lost weight."

   Robin watched from the side, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, and was sincerely happy for the reunion of the Feynman family.

  At this time, Zhuo Ya finally noticed Robin behind Feynman, she left Feynman's arms, and asked, "Who is this?"

  Feynman turned around, called Robin to his side, and introduced to his wife: "This is Baron Robin. We met on the battlefield, and we can be regarded as life and death friends."

  Robin immediately showed a polite smile, bowed to Zhuoya and made a noble salute: "Sorry for disturbing Madam, Feynman often mentions you to me."

  As soon as she heard that it was Feynman's friend, Zhuo Ya hurriedly returned a holy light salute: "Hello, Mr. Baron."

Then, Feynman said to his wife: "Today, I specially invited Robin to come to my house as a guest. I will trouble you to cook and make honey pies for Baron Robin. You have to use 100% of your skills. I have already blown out the cowhide for you."

  Robin gave a thumbs up, and also chimed in: "Feynman told me that the honey pie you made, ma'am, is a must in Silver Frost City!"

  Zoya's face was filled with a joyful smile, and she nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, hurry up and go into the house, let's rest first."

   Entering Feynman's house, Robin found that the decoration inside the house was also very simple, and there were almost no particularly valuable items in sight.

   Feynman's wife went to cook without talking a few words. In fact, Feynman's family had cooks and servants, and Feynman's wife usually didn't need to do cooking. But today's situation is special because Robin is here.

  In the reception room, Robin was very rude and sat down on the sofa, showing no aristocratic image at all.

   At this time, Feynman stood in front of Robin, and he suddenly said to Robin: "Robin, please wait here for a while, I have something to give you."

  (end of this chapter)