Durin's Diary

Chapter 67 Cash on Delivery
The old woman smiled and began to sigh, "My little granddaughter is so innocent. Today, when I went to the small building we rent for her, I heard the little maid mention you. Speaking of which, when I first heard your views on movies, I must admit that what I heard was not as real as what I saw with my own eyes."

When she said this, she sighed to Elaine: “Elaine, have you called Mr.?”

The little bird blushed a little, but nodded.

Du Lin looked at the old woman with a smile: "Elaine has already called me that. I feel a little ashamed to call you sir. I think Elaine has some Uccello blood?"

"Yes, there is indeed a bloodline of the Red Feather Son planted by Uccello among our ancestors. For many generations, it had been diluted to the point of being invisible. However, in Elaine's case, it has once again condensed into a bloodline. I never thought it could be activated." Speaking of this, the old woman's face was full of doting. "My little granddaughter always said that she wanted to inherit her father's legacy. I finally used your motto to bring her into the palace of art. Thank you so much."

Du Lin thought the old woman was joking. In this era, every daughter of a noble family was a strategic resource. A young and strong girl like Anta could break free from the shackles of fate that bound her. But for a child like Elaine, if she was not pampered, even if Du Lin lent her the courage, she would not dare to do so.

Thinking of this, Du Lin smiled and nodded. The girl in front of him did not seem to be pretending. If she was really well protected, she would indeed be a child who had not experienced much of the world.

At least, she is better than him, an old man who has been struggling in the world for a century.

Although this little girl had problems of all kinds, she had one good thing about her - she did not back down.

Whether she was called "sir" or discovered that the wise man she believed in was the same age as her, at least she treated him with sincerity.

Even though such a carefree personality was too dangerous for a young girl like her, who could blame her sincerity? So, Du Lin smiled and took the hand of the girl who walked to his side.

"Elaine just completed the enrollment procedures for the academy today. From now on, she will be your junior. Because the academy is far from the noble district, I have also rented a small building in the Fan Linen district, just across from your house."

The old woman finished her words with a smile and handed the rest of the time to Du Lin.

This made Du Lin feel emotional. In fact, when the old woman mentioned that they were far away from home, he already knew what was going to happen next. But there is a saying that goes, the old woman's actions were an open conspiracy and there is nothing to criticize. You can say that she wanted to help her granddaughter climb up the social ladder, but how can you blame an elder who cares about the younger generation?

If this little bit of pampering is wrong, then there is nothing right in this world.

So Du Lin nodded naturally: "Then I will take care of her."

"That's great. I'm Loreen Sario, Elaine's grandmother. You're welcome to visit the Sario family anytime, little gentleman from Lublin." After she said that, she smiled. Someone was calling her, so the old lady patted Elaine's little head and turned to leave.

"Is your grandmother a mage?" Du Lin noticed the mage badge on the old woman's chest.

"Yes, my grandfather said that my grandmother was a talented girl back then. Her rivals could be seen from Wuyou Palace to outside the city." Having said that, Elaine looked at Du Lin and said, "Thank you. I will go home with you tonight."

"Well, I'm just a gentleman who doesn't want to hurt a little girl." After saying that, Du Lin looked away a little embarrassedly.

Higgins was looking forward to it, his brown eyes full of curiosity.

Du Lin looked to the other side.

Mr. Qin Lun was concentrating intently, his old smile full of anticipation.

We are really not from the same family. Are you two guys planning to give me a big fight?

Thinking of this, Du Lin sighed: "Okay, I'll take you back to your home tonight."

Missing a word would lead to a matter of principle. Du Lin didn't want Anta to kick open the door in the middle of the night and come to find a non-existent opponent in anger.

"Thank you, sir. I'll call you to go to the academy tomorrow morning." After saying this, without waiting for an answer, the little bird happily revealed a pair of dimples.

Du Lin was silent for a while.

I say, Old Dolin, this is clearly supposed to be a 5,000-word apology letter from Higgins...wouldn't it be better for us to write it first as a token of our respect? ………………

The next morning, Du Lin was awakened by Elaine's knock on the door - Uccello bird forgot that today was the weekend and the college was closed.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Du Lin yawned and invited her to come in and sit down: "I'll invite you to the academy on Monday."

"Thank you." Elaine nodded happily, and her red ear feathers swayed.

At this time, Homer crawled into the bird hole, came to the table and looked at Elaine.

"Is this also your magical pet?" Elaine stretched out her hand, but seemed a little timid.

Du Lin communicated with Hemer, so Hemer cooed and took the initiative to move forward to let Elaine touch him.

After petting enough, Elaine happily placed Hemer on the bird stand. Then she hugged Kel'tsit, and the big cat was just taken out of its nest by the fire by Durin.

Du Lin opened the window and started preparing to cook while changing the air.

In my database, Copenhagen has never had such ridiculously heavy snow in April.

Daju sighed at the white world outside the window.

"Mr. Du Lin, what are you doing?" Elaine asked curiously from behind.

"Have you had breakfast?" Du Lin turned his head and asked.

Elaine didn't need to answer, the young stomach responded on its own, using its chirping sound to alert its owner and his friends.

"Salad, or grilled meat?"

"BBQ!"

Communication between foodies has always been a paradise for minimalists.

A little later, Higgins arrived, wearing a bright yellow postman's uniform and a red wide-brimmed hat - which meant that he was a courier serving private individuals.

After stuffing a thick envelope into the mailbox, he and Du Lin exchanged looks through the window.

Du Lin raised his eyebrows.

Higgins smiled and turned away.

Elaine was sleeping on the sofa with Kal'tsit - it seemed that the little girl must not have slept well yesterday, otherwise she would not have fallen asleep right after confirming that today was indeed a holiday.

It’s great to be young, Du Lin thought while grilling meat. He didn’t know whether he envied the girl sleeping with the lynx on the sofa, or loved his young body now.

When did you become an abstract poet, Daju?

I have always been a perfectly proper Impressionist poet, Mr. Dühring.

(End of this chapter)