Chapter 559: Sister Avril, Can My Brother Do a Trick for You?

"Dang Cang."

A crisp sound fell through the wooden door.

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of clattering, crashing, and God knows what was being pushed down.

After a while, the door creaked and opened gently. A middle-aged woman stood in the door, looking at each other across the threshold from Gretel.

She is thin and has strands of silver in her hair. Compared to Gretel's memory, she looks much older to the naked eye. He looked at Gretel without blinking for a long time before he uttered an ouch:

"Why did you come here to buy something? Come in! Come in and sit! - Raymond! You kid won't stop me!"

After saying that, he walked out of the house and stretched out his hand to pull Grete. The palm of his hand was about to reach it, but he retracted it all of a sudden. He wiped it on his apron uneasily, and then wiped it again:

"Gretel, you are back..."

"Aunt Eileen!"

Grete rushed over directly. One hand was holding the bag of bread, and the other hand was free to hold her palm tightly.

It still feels rough and cracked when touched by fingers, exactly the same as four years ago. Washing, cooking, wiping and sewing, these hands have to do so much work all day long, taking care of the whole family.

Gretel didn't even think about it. The white light on the palm of my hand spread all the way up Aunt Eileen's hand.

Rough became delicate, dry and cracked became smooth. Aunt Eileen looked at him blankly, and finally breathed out with tears in her eyes:

"You kid..."

This moment is just like that moment. After Gretel awakened to the healing technique, she also treated the laceration on her hand in the same way on the first morning when she went to the Mage Tower to learn.

Four years, four years. Little Gretel has grown a lot taller and become a big shot after being away from home for four years. The way he looked at her was still the same as the child before.

"Auntie, I'm thirsty! I want to drink water!"

Grete stuffed a large bag of bread directly into her arms and demanded confidently. Aunt Eileen hugged her hurriedly, said "hmm" in agreement, and hurried inside. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back and looked at the silver dragon girl:

"Who is this girl? Your friend? We..."

"This is Serira, my friend, come and play with me." Grete smiled and waved to Serira to come forward:

"Cerila, this is Aunt Eileen, who watched me grow up. My father died early, and Uncle Karen and Aunt Eileen have always taken care of me as their own child."

"Aunt Eileen." Severa called after him, smiled sweetly, and stretched out her hand:

"I'm Cerela, Cerela Moonlight Fleissgrate. Nice to meet you."

"Ah...this..."

Aunt Eileen was in a hurry. Serila has rare silver hair, beautiful appearance, and noble bearing. In the back alleys of this small town, she is like a fairy descending to earth. Not to mention, she also has a rare last name that sounds like she came from an extraordinary family.

A girl who shakes her hand and says "Nice to meet you"?

How should she answer?

Would the girl think she was poor, dirty, or tacky, and then even Gretel would hate her?

She shook Serira's hand, quickly let go, and invited them to come inside and sit down. As soon as he entered the house, a copper basin fell on the floor, and there were also fragments of dishes on the floor. Apparently he heard Grete calling the door, and he was so busy that he fell to the ground with a crash.

Aunt Eileen blushed suddenly. This way, this way...

She had to clean up the floor, drag stools out for Grete and the others to sit on, and find clean cloths to clean the stools. She was so busy that she didn't know what to do. I was really busy, so I had to raise my voice:

"Avril, come out and help! Avril!"

"coming……"

A thin voice sounded from the back room. The footsteps were soft and quick, and in a moment the door curtain was lifted, and a little girl came out. His face was pale and his hair was withered and yellow, and he could tell at a glance that he had deficiencies. He is already in his early ten years, but looking at him, he still looks like he is no more than nine years old.

She glanced at Gretel in confusion, moved her lips, and shouted something. The voice was so low that Gretel didn't even hear it clearly even if he pricked up his ears.

Yes, you know without asking that Avril is too young to remember him. When he was a child, he met relatives he didn't recognize, and he also managed to get through in this way...

Grete smiled secretly. The little girl immediately turned to her mother, bent down, and quickly helped put it away. Grete quickly stopped with a smile:

"Aunt Eileen, stop being busy——"

With a random sweep of the cleaning technique, the pottery bowls and dishes, whether whole or broken, were all returned to their proper places. After sweeping again, all the dust and greasiness on the table and stools disappeared, leaving them clean. Grete clapped her hands and smiled at Aunt Eileen:

"Is Avril the only one here? Where is brother Edward? Where is brother David?"

"Those two boys-" Aunt Eileen was startled. She stared at the ground in disbelief and answered half-heartedly:

"Edward joined the city guard last year and is probably training at the moment. David is going to be an apprentice and should not be back until tonight - Hey, what are you drinking? Do you want sugar water?"

"Cold water will do." Grete smiled at her, stood up and squatted in front of the little girl:

"Sister Avril, do you still remember me?"

The little girl had all the trash in front of her, her eyes widened in surprise. Seeing Gretel squatting down, his clear eyes turned on his face and he shook his head blankly. Aunt Eileen immediately slapped her head:

"You girl with no memory! This is your brother Gretel! Have you forgotten?"

"She's still little!"

Grete quickly stopped, took a piece of candy from the space bag, and put it into the little girl's hand. By the way, I looked at her calmly. Avril's face was pale, but luckily she wasn't swollen, her cheeks were not dark red, and her lips were light in color. Well, luckily she wasn't cyanotic yet...

"Sister Avril? I'm brother Gretel. You gave me sweets, did you forget?"

The little girl frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly her eyes lit up and she called out sweetly:

"Brother Gretel!"

"Well, you're so good!"

Grete ruffled her hair. Holding her hand, he led her to sit on a stool and placed her next to him:

"Sister Avril, can my brother do a trick for you?"

With a snap of his fingers, the cloud screen unfolded.

"Wow……"

The little girl exclaimed softly. Staring at the cloud screen floating in front of me, staring at the undulating lines on it, without blinking, I even forgot to put the candy in my mouth. Beside her, Aunt Eileen rubbed her hands uneasily:

"Gretel, it's great that you're here, why are you teasing her with magic..."

"Shh!"

Grete stopped slightly.

He stared at the electrocardiogram intently, his brain racing, analyzing every waveform, not daring to miss any abnormalities.

The flickering light of the cloud screen fell on his face. At this moment, Gretel's young face was extremely serious. In the eyes of Aunt Eileen, he was no different from the magicians in the magic tower outside the city.

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