Pokémon Breeder

"Oh, it's Xiaoqiu, how's the business of the breeding house recently?"

"It's not bad, where is Grandma Salo going?"

Akimoto took the basket from the old woman in front of him and walked with her while talking.

Salo is a resident of Chaoxiang Town. His family is engaged in handicrafts and has very unique skills in carving.

Miare Auction House auctioned a very exquisite Gracitia flower gem, which is a beautiful handicraft made of a very luxurious fairy gem inlaid with Gracitia flower.

Even though people clearly know that this is a handicraft, there is no trace of artificial carving on it. They don't even know how the maker embedded a Gracitia flower in the fairy gem without damaging it.

And the gem that was bought by an extremely rich second generation and given to Queen Carlos was made by Grandma Salo in front of Akimoto.

Salo smiled and said softly, "Send some food and fun things to the old man. These are his favorites."

"Is it... Grandma Salo's husband?"

Qiyuan asked carefully. He has been in Chaoxiang Town for nearly two months. He is familiar with the few residents in Chaoxiang Town, but he has never seen Salo's husband.

Salo lives alone in a corner of Chaoxiang Town, taking care of a flower field.

One of her only sons is a senior official of the alliance. He rarely comes home. He is not married and has no children at home. He seems very lonely.

It is precisely because of this that Akimoto often brings the little ones in the breeding house to Salo's house to play and accompany this lonely old man.

If you want to say who Akimoto is closest to in the town, it is this Grandma Salo. Even the Saqi family, Akimoto has not been to Salo's house as many times as he has been.

When Salo heard Akimoto ask, a trace of reminiscence and tenderness flashed in his eyes. He smiled kindly and touched the head of the lamb on his mount.

"Yes, his name is Peschi, and his nickname is Ateng. You can call him Grandpa Teng."

After saying that, Salo walked slowly and headed for a small hill.

Akimoto followed Salo like this, not saying anything, and quietly accompanied Salo, just like a real grandparents and grandchildren.

The usually noisy mounts Xiaolang and Yuanyuan would become very docile and well-behaved every time they saw Salo. When they first met, they were very close to Salo.

Later, Akimoto also asked the mount Xiaolang, and its answer was that Salo also had the same gentle aura as Akimoto, which made them feel very comfortable and at ease.

This made Akimoto also speculate whether Salo also had abilities such as gifts from mythical beasts like him, and it was very likely to be a fairy-type mythical beast or a grass-type mythical beast.

Walking slowly along the country road under the moonlight with Salo, they finally stopped in front of a small hill.

Akimoto walked up the hillside in surprise, and saw a grave mound decorated with a lot of wreaths and vines lying quietly on the hillside.

Salo walked to the grave with tenderness in his eyes, gently swept away the flowers and grass ornaments in front of the tombstone, took the basket handed by Akimoto, and took out a few exquisite flower cakes and some small handicrafts from it.

Salo's old voice was full of tender warmth, and he talked to himself at the tombstone. What appeared in front of Akimoto seemed to be a couple living a happy and harmonious life, chatting about the warm and bright things in the ordinary days.

From Salo's words, Akimoto heard the news that Peschi had died for more than ten years, but Salo only mentioned "more than ten years" and did not talk about these things again, but talked about what happened recently at Peschi's tombstone.

"When we were young, we played together. The foreign kid had already started a family here. He said he was here to repay your kindness. The vine snake you gave him had grown up, but you left without any reason and people couldn't find you. Do you think it was your fault?"

Salo said this, chuckled, and gently stroked the name on the tombstone, just like stroking the cheek of a lover.

"If you were still here, I guess you would have been stubborn and let him go. You would definitely say something like 'I need you to thank me for something, go away, you are not welcome'. Really, with such an irritating personality, why did I marry you in the first place?"

"Yes, you like to say that I was with you because you were so handsome, but ah, I was also the most beautiful girl in Chaoxiang Town at that time, how can you be so shameless?"

"You have always been so handsome, but I have become an old woman. Fortunately, you are gone, otherwise I would also drive you away and not let you see me like this. "

"Xiao Tuo works in the league and doesn't come back many times a year. People say he looks like you, but don't he have double eyelids like me? It's a pity that he hasn't found a girl to be with until now, and he hasn't even given me a grandson."

"Fortunately, a young man named Akimoto came a while ago. He opened a breeding house here and often brought one or two lively little guys to play at home. If I don't come to see you in the future, I will go to play with Akimoto's group of little guys, so don't lose your temper."

Salo sat on the grass, his tone was always so soft, and he spoke slowly.

Akimoto was waiting quietly on the side, as if he had listened to a long, warm and ordinary love story, and he gradually fell asleep.

Qiu Yuan often visited the elderly in nursing homes before he was on Earth. The folk customs in small cities were simple and honest, unlike some nursing homes in big cities where the elderly people were all shabby households who depended on their elders for help.

His grandparents passed away early. Qiu Yuan has always missed the feeling of having his grandparents around at that time. He often went to the nursing home to visit the lonely elderly people on Saturdays and Sundays.

The elders also treated Qiu Yuan as their own grandson, telling him stories of the past and teaching him to play the erhu and flute.

However, Akimoto's high school at that time was in another city, and his classmates didn't think highly of instruments like the erhu. What they pursued were guitars, pianos, and saxophones.

Qiu Yuan likes to listen to those warm stories with the flavor of time. He is a person who likes nostalgia.

He was lucky enough to meet Grandma Salo, and he felt the long-lost warmth in her, just like his own grandma, always kind and gentle, always with a gentle smile, making people feel incomparable tranquility warmth.

After thinking about it, I saw Grandma Salo stand up, lift the basket and say to Qiu Yuan: "Let's go, Xiao Qiu. Thank you for staying here with grandma for so long."

Qiu Yuan was startled, and for a moment he seemed to really see the shadow of his grandmother.

Brothers, let me rest for a few days to recover and sort out my thoughts. I haven't been very clear-headed lately, and my work and rest are messy. Kavin is too stuck. I spent four or five hours writing two chapters today... Let's update two chapters a day these days. I will soon return to five chapters a day. , please be considerate.