Standing where she was, she first pulled up the button on the top of the pocket watch, and after only a few turns, there was the sound of the second hand moving.

Normally speaking, pulling it up shouldn't be an adjustment of the time... Zhou Mingrui's expression suddenly became dull.

At this moment, the bells of the cathedral in the distance sounded, six times in a row, long and ethereal.

After listening carefully, Melissa raised the button on the top of the pocket watch, and then twisted it continuously to adjust the time.

"Okay." She said briefly and without any emotion, then pressed the top button and returned the pocket watch to Zhou Mingrui.

Zhou Mingrui smiled back awkwardly but politely.

Melissa took another deep look at her brother, turned around and walked to the cupboard, took toothbrushes, towels and other things, opened the door, and went to the public bathroom.

"Why did her expression just now have a taste of disgust and helplessness?"

"The eyes of caring mentally handicapped brother?"

Zhou Mingrui shook his head and laughed lowly, closed the watch cover with a snap, and pushed it open again.

Repeating such actions, he thought of a question divergently.

Without the silencer, Klein committed suicide, um, for the time being, he committed suicide. The movement of his suicide was definitely not small, and Melissa, who was separated by a wall, didn't even notice it.

Is she sleeping too soundly? Or was Klein's suicide itself full of weirdness?

Crack, open, clap, close... Melissa came back from the shower, and what she saw was her brother's unconscious movements of opening and closing the pocket watch cover.

Her eyes were once again helpless, and she said in a sweet voice: "Klein, take out all the leftover bread, remember to buy new ones today, and meat and peas, you are about to participate in the interview, I will make it for you Lamb stew with peas."

While talking, she moved the stove out from the corner, lit a fire with residual charcoal, and boiled a pot of hot water.

Before the water was about to boil, she opened the bottom drawer of the cabinet, took out a can of inferior tea like a baby, and sprinkled a dozen or so tea leaves into the pot, pretending that it was real tea.

One person poured two cups, and Melissa and Zhou Mingrui shared two pieces of rye bread with the tea.

There is no mixed sawdust, not too much gluten, but it is still not tasty... Zhou Mingrui is now weak and hungry, relying on tea, and forcibly swallowed the bread while complaining.

A few minutes later, Melissa finished eating, brushed her black hair that was hanging down to her vest, looked at Zhou Mingrui and said, "Remember to buy new bread, it only costs eight pounds, it's hot, too much is easy to break, and lamb Meat and peas, remember!"

Sure enough, he cares about the nerd brother, and I have to emphasize it again... Zhou Mingrui nodded with a smile: "Okay."

Regarding the one pound in the Loen Kingdom, based on the comparison between Klein's meat test memory and his own, Zhou Mingrui thinks it is close to the one catty he is used to, which is 0.5 kilograms.

Melissa didn't say any more, she got up and tidied up, packed the last loaf of bread for lunch, put on the worn gauze hat left by her mother, picked up the book and stationery bag she sewed, and was ready to go out.

Today is not Sunday, she has a whole day of class.

It takes about 50 minutes to walk from this apartment to Tingen Technical School. There are public carriages, one penny per kilometer, the maximum limit in the city is 4 pence, and the suburb is 6 pence. In order to save money, Melissa always goes out in advance and walks by herself .

As soon as she opened the door, she paused again, turned her body halfway and said, "Klein, don't buy too much lamb and peas. Benson may not be back until Sunday. Well, remember that the bread only costs eight pounds."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Mingrui replied helplessly.

At the same time, he silently said the word "Sunday" several times.

In the Northern Continent, a year is also divided into twelve months, ranging from three hundred and sixty-five to three hundred and sixty-six days a year, and there are also seven days in a week.

The former is the achievement of astronomy, which makes Zhou Mingrui suspect that this is a parallel world, while the latter is derived from religion, because there are seven orthodox gods in the Northern Continent: Eternal Blazing Sun, Lord of Storms, God of Knowledge and Wisdom, Goddess of the Night, Goddess of the Earth Mother Goddess, God of War, God of Steam and Machinery. JrNovels.com