The Mining Town was silent at night, except for one square in the center of the town. At this time, bonfires were everywhere, and almost all the people in the Mining Town and the villages under the Mining Town came here to participate in the annual Beer Festival.

"Today we gather here, and I wish our next year a better place!" Town elder Billy began his routine speech, which in his opinion was the most important part of the year.

"Although our children and your husbands may still be fighting on the front line at this time, everyone in our mining town will protect them!" Old Billy is worthy of being the mayor of the town for decades. He speaks in a straightforward manner and is very easy to incite the emotions of the town people. At least now everyone in the square has been aroused by him for longing for his relatives.

"This year, our mining town has overcome many difficulties," Old Billy was still giving a speech, but the people below heard him speak because they had already talked about the most important part. The next thing they talked about is that Old Billy, as the mayor, made many contributions and achieved many achievements in this year. Many civilians have limited cultural level. For example, Locke's family may have read a few words on the front line. Most of the remaining people cannot understand what Old Billy is saying, and those words such as mineral growth and economic improvement. The honest civilians cannot understand. Don't talk about them, even Old Billy may not know what he is saying. His speech was given to him by the administrator of the town. The administrator is the baron's rank assigned to the managers of each town, and the level is lower than that of the mayor, but he is directly under the baron, so Old Billy dare not offend him.

Around the campfire, except for a few more honest civilians listening to Old Billy's heavenly books, the rest began their own carnival. Drinking and eating bread. Today's beer is free, and bread costs money, but very few, only a few copper Delers are needed. This is a once-a-year benefit for most people who are not full of food. Smart merchants began to sell their goods. Although the shops in the entire mine town closed and those who went bankrupt, there were always one or two who were still insisting on it. This annual Beer Festival is the best time for them to make money.

Old Locke was drinking and bragging with people he knew in the town with a glass of beer. The bragging object was nothing more than his son who was the team leader. There were also a group of honest ordinary people around him. In their opinion, the team leader was no longer a small role and was worthy of their favor. Many people even took advantage of this to propose marriage. Even if Locke had not come back, at least the marriage could be settled.

Although Lao Locke is honest, he is not stupid. Of course, he can't respond casually. Moreover, his daughter and wife are right next to him. How can he deal with his son's lifelong affairs? The merchants do not pay much attention to Lao Locke, the team leader, and this level is just the same level as the captain of the town's garrison team. To put it bluntly, it is at most the same level as the village chief, and he is in charge of military affairs. The value of value cannot be compared with the village chief. Moreover, the merchant values ​​profit. It is still unknown whether Lao Locke's son can come back alive from the battlefield. Because the merchant has money and his status is higher than that of ordinary people, they do not care about the father of a team leader.

The officials in the town with higher status, such as the clerk, tax officer, financial officer, and several captains of the garrison, look down on a mere team leader. Why do they value a team leader with a lower level than themselves?

Of course, this is just the idea of ​​some people, and many people also greet Lao Luoke. For example, an official who is in charge of Linmu in the town. This official who is in charge of Linmu is a versatile person. He has no offense and has a friendship with anyone. He has a good reputation. Lao Luoke was flattered and toasted a glass of wine. Linmuguan talked casually for a few words, which made Lao Luoke drunk earlier. Mining Town said it was not big or small, and the team leader from the town was said to be only five or six. The families of these five or six people were at least nobler than more than 90% of the families present. It would not take much trouble to make a relationship. Linmuguan thought so.

Later, even the mayor's family sent a relative to find Lao Locke toast a glass of wine. There are smart people everywhere, especially these old fry who have been in the market for so many years.

Fostein is located in the southwest. Unlike the eastern side of Charlotte, which produces ale, more people here drink beer. The cost of beer is lower than that of ale. Most people can afford it and it is widely circulated in Fostein.

The nights of the Oktoberfest are deep and beautiful, and the small mining town has had another wonderful night.

The next morning, the people who fell across the ground in the center of the square were awakened by the cold wind. Although beer warmed the stomach and the bonfire burned all night, it was late autumn after all, and no matter how good the health was, the people could not hold on. Old Rock was blown by the cold wind, and his waist hurt again. He walked towards the town with his hazy eyes.

Tia and Leah and his daughter lived with a relative's house in the town last night. They couldn't stand the cold wind all night. Old Locke was walking on the road and remembered his own fields. The working people were like this. In addition to three meals a day and family matters, they only thought about their own acre of land.

With the enthusiasm of this distant relative in the town, Lao Locke's family of three walked to the entrance of the town and was about to go home. The mining town is very small, and basically every family may have some relatives for three generations. Lao Locke is now the only one. Tia has a few sisters and brothers, but the relationship is very weak. No one looks down on this relative who married into the countryside. The mother is noble because of her son. Locke has made a name for herself in the army. She, the mother, has also benefited from the rich. Those who used to look down on her now do not speak so casually to her. Although Tia is not adaptable, she feels good.

When she walked to the entrance of the town, Old Locke muttered her own land again. I wonder if the guinea pigs that she drove away yesterday would come back to steal the rice and potatoes from his house today. Tia kept groping with dozens of copper Dell in her arms. These were what she earned from selling eggs last night. She planned to pull two pieces of cloth for her daughter during the Chinese New Year and make a new skirt. Her daughter has suffered from taking care of the old couple over the years, and she has long regarded Leah as her own biological daughter.

Lea was supporting her parents, and Old Locke's face was still red. He knew at a glance that he had drunk too much last night. Although Thia was holding a headscarf and wearing a thick linen, she was still trembling with cold. After all, the old couple was old, and Lea had to worry a lot.

The three of them walked to the entrance of the town, and a black horse team like a dragon came in the distance. The bell hanging around the horse's neck was ringing. People who were familiar with the sound knew that this was the Baron's caravan and he was back!
Chapter completed!