Cosma Empire

Mr. Kesma hummed some nostalgic ditties, and was serving a pot of not-so-expensive potted plants, which was his recent hobby. The children have grown up gradually, and under the independence of Mason and Du Lin, the family has grown a desire to rush out of the nest and venture into the outside world. He knew that there was nothing he could do about it, so he started to find some other hobbies for himself, such as taking care of some potted plants that he thought were very beautiful and meaningful.

Most of these potted plants come from the farmland or the newly grown branches under a certain tree. From pruning and cultivating these plants that will not resist and cannot leave the pot, Mr. Kesma seems to have regained his control desire satisfaction.

He doesn't have a detailed plan or concept for the maintenance and pruning of potted plants. He only knows how to make these little things look like he wants. Holding the scissors in his hand, he was aiming at a small bud that had just emerged from the knot on the branch, and when he was about to kill him, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open roughly.

Mr. Kesma, who was concentrating on holding the scissors for the ideal potted plant, shook his hands, and what was worse, he cut it off. Seeing most of the branches lying motionless on the ground, Mr. Kesma was stunned for a while, then silently put the scissors on the table, bent down to pick up the cut branches on the ground with both hands, and held them in his hands for a few moments before putting the scissors on the table. His eyes turned to the living room.

He wants to see who dares to make such a big noise in Mr. Kesma's house. Just when he pushed open the door and was about to yell at him, it was as if someone had pressed the pause button—he rubbed his eyes, the muscles on his tense face twitched twice, and his eyes softened immediately, but His face was still very serious and rigid.

"By God, it's my lovely Doolin who's back!" A figure rushed past him, pushed away the smiling Mason who was waiting for praise, and hugged Durin fiercely against the white background. In the arms of broken flowers.

Du Lin patted the woman's broad back full of strength, "Yes, Mom, I'm back." He then looked at Mr. Kesma. After he regained his composure, he went to the wicker chair and sat down, picked up the water glass and took a sip, took the pipe out of his pocket, put it in his mouth, and cast a sidelong glance at Du Lin.

With the exclamation of Mrs. Kesma crying with joy, the house of Kesma's family seemed to come alive. Brothers and sisters, younger brothers and sisters were like magicians hiding in a corner waiting to be called, and then they all ran away in one breath. out. They surrounded Du Lin, asking one after another bizarre and exaggerated questions, but Du Lin just laughed and didn't answer.

The reunion after parting really makes people feel extra pleasantly surprised, and——strange.

The youngest sister stood leaning on the doorframe rather than leaning over like the other brothers and sisters. She stood far away with an indescribable sense of alienation in her timid eyes. It's only three months, but it's still a long time for the children, so long that Tong Xi, who is a little familiar, has become strange. Du Lin beckoned to the younger sister named Lilith, and Lilith moved slowly and hesitated, leaning over.

In the mind of this five-year-old...or four-year-old child, some things about Du Lin have become a little strange. From time to time, she looked at Mr. Kesma who could give her courage in the room, and moved a little closer to Du Lin.

Du Lin took out a candy wrapped in kraft paper from his pocket, and the little girl's eyes lit up immediately, and the strangeness disappeared without a trace, and she rushed towards it.

Sugar, while not a luxury, is not cheap enough to be a taste that everyone can enjoy.

"Look at you... it seems that you are doing well in the city?" Mr. Kesma looked Du Lin up and down, and couldn't help nodding. In fact, he didn't know how much the suit Du Lin was wearing was worth.

But it shouldn't be too bad. Mr. Kesma didn't know that Du Lin came back by car, let alone what he did in the town, otherwise he wouldn't be as calm as he is now!

In Mr. Kesma's rigid thinking, this very decent suit might be rented or borrowed, just to save his face from being laughed at by him. Mr. Kesma crossed his legs, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Although it was only three months, Du Lin has grown a lot of mature things, and he also knows to use other methods to cover up his embarrassment and poverty and comfort him. Relatives at home.

He let out a long breath, and the moment he made the sound, the whole family fell silent, and everyone looked at him.

"Du Lin, what are you doing now? Apprentice? Or do you work somewhere? First take off your clothes and ask your mother to put them away. Don't make them dirty or damaged, so as not to cause trouble when you return them. !", Mr. Kesma pointed to Du Lin, "Tell me, how did you live in the city during this time, did you encounter any unsolvable things, and do you have any ideas about coming back?"

From Mr. Kesma's point of view, the purpose of Du Lin's return home at this time was not to "visit relatives", but to want to go home to test his tone. After all, he said so decisively when he left, and now he suddenly wanted to come back, and he really couldn't hold back his face.

Du Lin laughed, Mr. Kesma remained the same, he was as "dictatorial" as ever, he walked up to Mr. Kesma, took out his lighter and lit a pipe for him, "Father, this time I'm back, I hope to bring some changes to the family!" As he spoke, Du Lin looked at Mason, "What I am most curious about now is how Mason became a sheriff."

Magistrates belong to the ranks of the police, but there are some differences. The power of the magistrate is actually greater than that of the police, and it is much greater. Anyone who wants to become a magistrate can become a magistrate. Many troublesome approvals and procedures are required. In addition to serving as a police officer in the town, the sheriff also plays the role of a "soldier". When necessary, he can even mobilize the townspeople to form a guard and distribute weapons to resist foreign enemies.

And these, only after Du Lin went to Tener City did he know.

His only thought now was whether he could get Mason to Turner, and then arrange him a decent position to protect Durin's career.

The relationship between him and Prondo is actually quite complicated. On the surface, the relationship between the two parties is okay, but under the surface, the relationship may not be so harmonious. The 10,000 yuan given by Du Lin is not so easy to eat. Presumably, Prondo also understands this very well. Hold on to it.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to say when he will be stabbed in the back by Plando, so Du Lin very much hopes to have someone of his own in the police force.