Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Britain is an island country hanging overseas, so it has no real borders, only coastlines.

And in the long coastline surrounding Britain, there is a small town, located remotely but mixed with dragons and snakes.

Even though it was already in the 1970s, the people in the villages and towns still lived a backward life.

There is no running water, no gas, no TV and telephone, and even electricity intermittently. If you didn’t see a British flag occasionally, it would be hard to believe that this place and London belong to the same country!

Of course, backwardness does not mean poverty or sparsely populated people. The people coming here are no worse than some wealthy towns. The difference is that the crowd is a bit too mixed!

The town of Smaglin was not originally called this name, or in other words, this small town has no name at all. This name was passed down by people who came and went to the crowd and shouted it out!

That's right, Smuggling, smuggling, smuggler's paradise!

Most of the people living here live by smuggling, smuggling, trafficking, and crimes. Therefore, although the place is remote, people are not short of money at all!

Of course, not everyone is willing to join in. Although the criminals in the town will not say anything about such people, they also have a slight isolation and exclusion of this.

However, no one will deliberately drive them away. After all, there are always some people in the town who do hard work and build some basic service facilities, right?

The town’s taverns, gambling halls, restaurants, hotels, and some small department stores are much more at ease than the criminals’ travelers!

No one doesn’t like good people, and bad people are no exception!

And the Lerlupin family is the weirdest one among the good people!

The three of Leerlupin came six years ago. The shabby clothes of Leerlupin, the haggard Mrs. Hope, and a little Remus who always looked timid.

The family of three came to the town and bought the most remote cottage. They lived on odd jobs every day!

For some reason? No one has ever seen a smile on the face of this family, and even some idle men who have nothing to do have a bet? Who can make the Lyer Lupin and his wife smile?

Of course? The idle men eventually lost a mess, and Lerlupin also had another nickname since then? It is called the bitter face Lupin, and the Lerlupin family? It is also called the weird family!

No one in the town likes their family? Therefore, the life of the Lerlupin family is also very difficult.

Lerlupin goes to the town every day to find work, wash boats, carry them, and chop wood.                                                  �

Whenever Lyle goes out, Mrs. Hope will do housework at home. Fortunately, Little Remus is very sensible and well-behaved, which can make Mrs. Hope much more worry-free.

The only thing that worried their family? Little Remus is getting older and older...

"Remus, where are you?"

"I'm here in the window? I'm reading a book!"

As the sun sets, the first thing that tired Lyle does not do when he returns home is not anything else? Instead, determine the location of Little Remus first.

Until he saw Remus sitting in front of the window, staring at the setting sun outside the window? Lyle felt relieved.

"Huh? Remus? Tonight is full moon night. When you finish your meal in the evening, remember to go to the underground cabin with me. Don't worry, Dad will be with you tonight!"

"I understand, dad..."

When Remus heard his father's words, he had no intention of resisting. He was young but sensible and had already known his unusualness. In order not to worry about his already tired parents, he had never complained!

"...Hey, Lyle, are you back?"

Hearing the movement in the living room, Mrs. Hope hurriedly trotted out of the kitchen, holding a shovel with no handle in her hand, which was yellow and made of something.

I saw her wearing a dressed dress that was washed and faded, and the rhinestones on her head were gone. She was barefoot and wearing a pair of brown sandals. Through the slippers, she could vaguely see several scabbed wounds on her rough feet.

"Hey! My dear, it's me, don't worry, I'm back!"

"Huh~"

Seeing her husband come back, Mrs. Hope breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the father and son with a warm look, smiled relaxedly, turned around and returned to the kitchen, and continued to work on the family's dinner.

It can be seen that Mrs. Hope is a very gentle person.

"Remus, what did you do today?"

Lyle took off the aluminum kettle she was carrying and hung it on the wall. She moved her stiff shoulders for a moment, squeezed a smile on her tired face, sat on the chair, and looked at Remus holding the book in her hand.

"Today... I peeled potatoes in the morning, read books in the morning, helped my mother boil water at noon, and cleaned up the garbage in the afternoon..."

"Wait, baby..."

Hearing Remus' words, Lyle immediately became nervous.

"Cleaning the garbage, have you gone out to remove the garbage?"

Hearing his father's somewhat stern tone, Little Remus lowered his head aggrievedly.

"No...no...mom fell...I helped her to mention the door...and then I read books at home..."

What Remus said about reading is not just reading books. After all, there is no light source at home, and if you want to read books, you must get by the window.

And that small window carries Remus's yearning for the outside world... Unfortunately, he can't take a step out of the house after all...

Seeing the child's aggrieved expression, Lyle's heart twitched. He was really distressed, but he had to be tough.

The dark forces became increasingly turbulent, and the living environment of vampires and werewolves became increasingly harsh.

If he doesn't want his son to be arrested and executed by the Ministry of Magic, he must be strict to ensure that his son's identity as a werewolf will not be discovered by outsiders.

If his heart is not ruthless, not only will his son's life not be guaranteed, but his wife may also be in danger.

There is no way, he has worked in the Ministry of Magic, and he can't understand the bureaucrats of the Ministry of Magic!

Although those idiots are timid to the outside world, they have never been lenient to the inside. If they want to protect their wife and children, no one can rely on them except himself!

"...I'm sorry, Remus, it's dad's fault..."

"Okay, you father and son, it's time to have a meal..."

Before Lyle could apologize, Mrs. Hope walked out with a pot of potato soup.

"...No matter what, wait until the meal is over before chatting!"

Whenever this is Mrs. Hope's most majestic moment, it feels wonderful to watch the father and son washing their hands and eating obediently under her instructions.

Such a scene happens every day in this family, but I don’t get tired of it every day. Sometimes it will be broken by external accidents.

‘Dong-Dong-Dong-Dong’

"Who...who is outside..."