Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 212: The sea, the old man and the painting

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The holiday home is run by a couple with a daughter. The name of the host is Lu Hai, and the name of the hostess is Luo Aiyu.

As for her daughter's name is Lu Yiyun, because she just finished the college entrance examination, and now she is taking advantage of the summer vacation to help out in the holiday house run by her family.

The host is in charge of the food and drink and is actually the chef. As for the hostess and daughter, they are responsible for entertaining guests.

There is also an employee who is in her forties, an aunt who is in charge of doing chores.

This is not a large-scale holiday home. Although there are large-scale resorts nearby, the location of this holiday home seems to be a bit remote, and the surroundings are lonely except for the sea and the cliffs.

It can be regarded as a small family workshop style holiday house. The house used as the store should have been rebuilt from the previous house, and then three three-story houses were sparsely built behind it to serve as guest rooms. There is a small yard between them, which is fairly clean.

The sea breeze with a slight salty taste is rolling in the yard, which can bring the smell of blue star flowers planted in the small yard.

Little by little, the courtyard is covered with blue star flowers, green and blue are folded and alternated, like the sea.

"The room here can directly see the sea, are you satisfied?" Luo Aiyu, the proprietress, led Luo Qiu and his party to the place where they were staying.

Quite enthusiastic.

As for the boss, Lu Hai, he was a little colder, but he also maintained the most basic courtesy. According to Lizi, from inviting people to negotiating business negotiations, the proprietress took care of it all by herself.

"Let me prepare some food, you guys talk." Lu Hai didn't seem to want to stay longer, so he left the room after speaking.

Seeing this, Luo Aiyu smiled and said: "Don't mind me, this guy has the same personality. But the dishes he cooks are delicious, and they are the best around here."

When passing by a nearby village, Luo Qiu once saw a memorial archway with the words 'Lujia Village' written on it. The proprietress's surname is Luo, and she presumably got married here.

This holiday home is located far away from the resort, and the environment is actually not particularly good. As for the so-called being able to see the sea, part of it is actually blocked by the cliff in front.

If there's anything good about it, it's probably pretty quiet.

"Yiyun, greet some guests here, I'll make some tea."

The little girl nodded obediently. She has lived here since she was a child, and she also goes to school in the nearby town. She usually comes back to help at home when she has a room. She has little contact with big cities, and even less contact with people in big cities.

All the guests she came into contact with were from several nearby towns, and most of them were middle-aged and elderly people. Young people generally don't choose here... because there are no entertainment measures.

But now there are a few such beautiful people.

The little girl couldn't help being a little cautious.

Ren Ziling's mind was not really writing for this place, but as a professional, she would never be ambiguous in this regard. Wanting to finish the work as soon as possible, and then continue to slap on the small calculations in his mind, the deputy editor-in-chief Ren simply grabbed the little girl and started asking questions.

"Are there usually many guests here?"

Lu Yiyun shook her head, she sighed without much effort: "Not many, even in the peak season, you can only receive a dozen or so customers a month at most. When it is very low, there can be two As a guest, it’s already settled.”

Ren Ziling lowered her head and wrote something in the small notebook, then raised her head and said, "Why don't you open the resort over there? Choose this place instead?"

Lu Yiyun seemed to hesitate for a moment, the little girl is probably not good at words, her face is too easy for people to see through. She suddenly glanced at the door, as if she was worried about something.

Ren Ziling turned her gaze and said, "If it's inconvenient, it doesn't matter if you don't say it."

Lu Yiyun nodded, and then said: "Mom said that you want two rooms. But they are all double rooms. I will make an extra bed for this room later, right? If they are put together, three people can definitely sleep. No problem."

"Share the bed?" Ren Ziling suddenly smiled and said, "No!"

The smiling Deputy Editor-in-Chief Ren pointed at Luo Qiu, then clicked on You Ye, and said in a procuress-like voice, "These two share a room."

"Well, our family room."

Unexpectedly, Luo Qiu nodded very directly.

Ren Ziling was taken aback, and opened her mouth...Damn it! She thought that Luo Qiu must have refused at this time.

Didn't expect to agree so directly? Could it be that it has been... Sure enough, all children nowadays are so precocious

The small plot in the head of Deputy Editor-in-Chief Ren began to deduce the very rich and exciting content after midnight.

She looked at You Ye... She really couldn't fault this girl at all. Although she hadn't said a few words since recently, in Ren Ziling's eyes, such a quiet girl seemed like Luo Qiu was made for each other.

Even with Luo Qiu's affirmative answer, there was no shyness at all, and he was generous, just looking like an old couple who are used to it.

"Then, come with me then."

But the little girl didn't seem to be able to fully let go of this aspect of things, so she had to lower her head and hurried out of the room.

Seeing You Ye smiling and following Luo Qiu away obediently, Ren Ziling touched her chin and muttered to herself: "Miscalculation, miscalculation!"

"Sister Ren, what did you miss?"

Ren Ziling said with a stern face: "I thought I knew this son thoroughly! It's a piece of wood, I didn't expect... It really is boring/sexy. These two people must have done it many times, right?"

"... Sister Ren, don't do this, I'm just a child."

"Go, go." Ren Ziling rolled her eyes at Lizi, and suddenly said, "By the way, you can lean against the wall and listen to the sound insulation of this room."

"What's the matter?"

"You're stupid! If it's too intense at night, can you handle it?" Ren Ziling snorted, "Or are you going to do something embarrassing with me?"

Seeing Ren Ziling stretching her claws and grasping with ten fingers, Lizi immediately leaned against the wall and said in horror: "Sister Ren... I, I'm really just a child, you... don't mess around."

"hey-hey."

Grasp!

"Guests, are you satisfied with this room?" Lu Yiyun took a deep breath.

I don't know if it was because of the illusion, but she felt that receiving these two people alone was more stressful than when receiving four people just now.

"If you are not satisfied, there are still upstairs."

Luo Qiu shook his head.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, opened the window, and walked to the terrace outside the room, looking at the cliff and the sea.

In fact, there is a lawn outside, and a simple stone wall is built with stones and cement on the edge. This holiday house is actually in the middle of the mountainside.

"Who is that?"

Luo Qiu suddenly pointed to an old man sitting on a bench outside on the lawn.

The elderly man, at this time, is just holding a drawing board and looking into the distance.

"Oh, that's my grandfather." Lu Yiyun smiled and said, "It's not a stranger, you two don't worry."

Luo Qiu nodded, then walked down the small wooden ladder beside the balcony outside the window, as if walking towards the old man.

"This guest..." Lu Yiyun was taken aback.

At this time, the maid smiled and said: "It's okay, he just walked around. By the way, little sister, can you do me a favor?"

"Oh, please!"

"Can you take me to the kitchen? I want to prepare the food myself."

The little girl was taken aback... She has never encountered such a request before

Luo Qiu looked at this old man, he seemed to be in his sixties or seventies, he was sitting on the bench near the cliff with his hat on, it seemed that he had been there for a while.

The pencil used for scanning has been parked on the drawing paper, and it seems that it has not moved a bit.

With just a few simple strokes, an outline was drawn, which could be vaguely seen as a sketch of a human body.

The old man didn't seem to notice that someone was coming, or he didn't care when he noticed someone was coming, so he just looked at the sea in front of him quietly.

When the sea breeze blew, the blue star flowers planted under the small stone wall were blown and swayed. Luo Qiu sat on the other end of the bench, took out his mobile phone and took a snapshot of the scene at this moment.

He lowered his head, fiddled with the photos on his phone, and suddenly said softly: "Why don't you draw a complete picture?"

The old man didn't seem to hear it.

Until the second sea breeze blows.

He said slowly: "I... can't remember. Can't remember... can't remember."

He grabbed the pencil in his hand suddenly, and began to swipe quickly on the drawing paper, but the criss-crossing strokes were just meaningless chaotic strokes.

The vague outline was quickly covered by these chaotic brushes, and the original appearance could no longer be seen.

"I can't remember!"

At this time, the sea and the sky are the same color, and there are dark clouds spreading in the distance. It is going to rain, and it is a heavy rain. (.)