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"Ah! Mengdie! You... you're back?! Really back!!!"
"Uncle Hagsang, haven't I told you not to call me 'Miss'? Do you have any fresh vegetables today? ...That Long Gathering vegetable looks good; I'll take it."
"Wuwu... It really is... really is Miss Mengdie! You have no idea how worried Aunt Susan's heart was! Wuwu... May the Goddess bless... bless you..."
"Cough, why are you all so nervous? I've said before that I would be fine. Hmm... I'll take this fish; it'll make Nia happy. ...And hey, 'Giggle' sister, stop hiding behind me and stop combing my hair, okay?"
"Giggle giggle~ Your hair is so smooth, it makes me want to touch it every time. It's amazing how it hasn't dried out or split after ten days outside. I'm so jealous. These mushrooms are for you, let me touch your hair again, giggle giggle~"
"Enough! If you keep this up, I'll really get angry! Hmph, and here's one Sura. Aunt George, give me a jug of wine. Aya always likes to have a little drink when she's happy, and today I want her to not worry about the cost of the wine; I'll drink with her."
After wandering around the poor district's vegetable market for two hours, the twenty Sura turned into a multitude of vegetables, carried on Mengdie's shoulders, wrapped around her waist, and held in her hands. With too many vegetables to carry, she even bit onto a string of potatoes and headed home.
Returning to the slum after just ten days, Mengdie felt a sense of nostalgia. She walked, looking up at the clear sky, smiling with a potato in her mouth. Unknowingly, the small house she had lived in for over two months appeared before her eyes.
The door of the small house was closed, seemingly unoccupied. Right, Aya should be at work now. And Nia, the little girl, who knows where she ran off to.
Mengdie, unable to use her hands, gently kicked the door with her toe. The door, unlocked, opened at the touch. This did not please her; instead, it cast a shadow over her heart.
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Why... is the door unlocked?
Mengdie cautiously stepped into the house, scanning the interior with the light from outside. Suddenly! She felt someone moving behind her, rushing towards her! Mengdie immediately stepped forward, her roundhouse kick aiming straight at the person's head!
"Is that you? Mengdie?"
In the darkness, a familiar voice came from the direction of the figure. Listening carefully, it was unmistakably Aya's voice. Mengdie quickly withdrew her foot, focusing her gaze. She saw Aya and Nia, both sisters standing behind the door in the shadow, looking at her with tearful eyes.
Mengdie breathed a sigh of relief, about to greet them, but Nia, already crying, rushed over. She hugged Mengdie tightly around the waist, her orange-red hair rubbing against her, tears and snot uncontrollably flowing. Aya, though not rushing over like her sister, was also in tears, too moved to speak.
Mengdie released the potato from her mouth, smiling slightly.
"I'm sorry to have worried you. I'm back now."
"You thoughtless girl, you actually thought of coming back!" Aya, crying, couldn't help but embrace Mengdie (this action made her a bit embarrassed, but it wasn't appropriate to push Aya away). While sobbing, she scolded, "You left that day without saying a word, leaving a cryptic note. Do you know how worried you made me? A girl like you, facing those ruthless bandits, what if something had happened to you? How would you take responsibility!"
Though the tone was one of reproach, the concern in her words was unmistakable. Mengdie felt a warmth in her heart, feeling that everything she did for these sisters was worthwhile.
"Alright, alright, I'm fine and back safely, right? And I've got some good news; this time I earned a full 4,600..."
"Mengdie, how did you come back?" Perhaps not expecting Mengdie to earn much, Nia interrupted her, asking anxiously, "Hearing that the mercenaries were returning today, my sister and I went to the city gate early in the morning to wait. But even after the entire troop passed, we still didn't see you. At that time... at that time... Wuwu, we really thought you were killed, and we were heartbroken!"
Nia wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, crying and laughing at the same time. Mengdie truly felt sorry for having chatted with Edward and inadvertently made these sisters worry needlessly, causing them to shed so many tears for no reason.
"Well... it's a bit of a coincidence; I came in a friend's carriage."
"A friend? What friend? Someone you knew before you lost your memory?" Aya released Mengdie, standing aside and asking.
Mengdie lifted the vegetables in her hands, smiling, "A comrade-in-arms. Let's not talk about that; look, I bought so many vegetables, enough for us to eat for several days! Nia, there's fish for dinner tonight~~~! Aya, I know you actually like drinking. Today I'm treating; let's drink to our heart's content."
Only then did the two sisters notice the load of vegetables Mengdie was carrying. Nia joyfully took the basket with the fish and ran into the kitchen. Aya, slightly blushing, took the jug of Malari wheat beer Mengdie handed her, opened the lid, and sniffed.
"Hehe, you really thought ahead." Aya resealed the jug and placed it on the table, smiling, "But you really like eating vegetarian, don't you? I bet you won't even touch that fish later, right?"
Mengdie picked up the potatoes from the floor, tied on an apron, and skillfully peeled them with a kitchen knife. "I've gotten used to it. Though I don't refuse meat, I still prefer vegetarian. Let me help you with today's meal. Despite losing my memory, I still remember how to cook." Before going to the Tian Di Martial Arts Conference, Mengdie had always been the cook at Jue Chen Temple, so her culinary skills were definitely not lacking.
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