48 Hours a Day

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Two months later, on the border between Finland and Switzerland, in a humble small farm.

Zhang Heng wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down the axe in his hand, and moved the chopped firewood back to the wood house. After he pushed open the door and walked into the living room, the table was already filled with steaming bread and fresh Fish soup out of the pan.

Greta, 67, is the owner of the farm. Her man and her only son were killed in the war, and a daughter was married to the United States. More than a month ago, she kindly took in 2 people who came to stay.

After learning that 2 people had nowhere to go, she warmly invited 2 people to stay.

It happened that the farm was also short of staff to help, so two people lived, and Greta only said that the two were relatives of the man in the United States, and Zhang Heng’s fluent English proved this from the side.

As for Simon, as usual, she doesn’t talk much, but as time goes by, she is a little bored person who is gradually accepted by the people around her.

The weapons of 2 people were thrown away halfway, and the gunshot wound on Simon ’s shoulder was cured by a small town doctor. She has no relatives, and the only grandfather passed away the year before. A certain perspective has nothing to worry about.

After the war by the lake, Zhang Heng originally wanted to take the female child to the United States, but then I thought about it and found it a little unrealistic. The distance between the United States and Finland is too far, and I may not be there for a while. And Simon English also speaks in general, in comparison to Sweden, which is bordered by Finland.

The former was one of the latter’s duchy. Many Finns speak Swedish, and like this small village on the border, most people master 2 languages. Greta is one of them. One, at least Simon has no communication barriers here.

Zhang Heng saw the female child coming back from the window. She carried a shotgun and carried a dead rabbit and fox in her hand.

Simon put his prey in the kitchen, then put the shotgun back in the attic, and then came down to wash his hands and eat.

Grandma Greta filled everyone with a bowl of fish soup, Zhang Heng thanked him in Finnish, just like every night before.

Three people finished their dinner in a harmonious atmosphere and said good night to each other.

2nd day Early in the morning, Greta prepared food for 2 people and put them in a basket.

Simon did not wear the clothes he used to hunt, but put on a floral skirt. This was originally made by the old man for the daughter. It was a bit small on Simon, and the latter looked a bit unsuitable for this dress. .

Greta handed the picnic basket in her hand with a smile, and said to two people, “Have fun.”

Zhang Heng took the basket and hugged the old man, “Goodbye, Greta.”

“Goodbye, child.”

The old man beckoned by the door. The two looked like little couples going outing. Zhang Heng rode a bicycle and drove Simon through the fields of the farm, the square of the town center, and the medical courtyard with blood donation ads … Feel the exotic scenery around me along the way.

The Soviet-Finnish war has temporarily ended, but the war in the entire European continent has just ignited. Sweden is considered to be one of the few countries in this catastrophe because of its neutral status. It is also a hidden land of peace in the 2nd war. and prosperity.

Zhang Heng parked the bicycle on a grass outside the town. The two climbed up the grassy slope with a picnic basket and saw the sea of ​​flowers on the other side. Zhang Heng didn’t know the names of the small white flowers below.

speaking of which Finland’s national flower seems to be a white flower called lily of the valley. Unfortunately, it was not the time when he came. It is still one or two months before the flowering period. It should be missed.

This was the last day he stayed in this copy. Zhang Heng confessed to Simon that the arrival of the day was very early. The female child did not say anything, just made an appointment with him for this last outing.

2 people visited the streets of the town, fished in the pond, and played poker for a while. Afterwards, they ate the roe carefully prepared by Greta 3 on the top of the slope. Meiji, but still did not say much.

This is also the most accustomed mode of getting along with two people.

The breeze blew Simon’s hair and skirt, and finally the female child put her head on someone’s knee and closed her eyes …

Zhang Heng glanced at the time on Wrist Watch, took off his coat, covered Simon’s body, the sleeping female child, her eyelashes flicked slightly.

Next moment Zhang Heng’s ear heard the familiar voice.

[Return to the deadline, confirm the completion of the task …]

[Clone a copy of the Mannerheim Defense Line welcomes you. The third round game is over and you are about to return to the Real World …]

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Zhang Heng’s eyes opened from the deck, and he felt a sense of being out of this world.

Obviously, this round of games has the shortest time, but because of the strong pressure of death, he has been extraordinarily hard to live every minute and every second, and from the second World War with many battles back to today ’s civilized society, he is like It is a time of 2 years.

It’s just that there is no one that depends on each other.

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This time Zhang Heng sat in the deck for half an hour before standing up, and as he got up, something slipped out of his pocket, Zhang Heng looked down when he saw something like that Startled.

This is a small piece of animal bone necklace that has been worn on the neck of the female child. It is much smaller than the bone piece thrown by Tang Suit old man before, only the nail cover is large.

A tall red pine is engraved on it, with thick branches and complicated roots.

Zhang Heng doesn’t know when Simon put this thing in his pocket quietly, but since he can bring it back, it means that this little thing is also a game prop.

100 More than 40 days passed, Zhang Heng originally thought that there would be no game props in the third round game, but didn’t expect that game props had always been by his side.

He was not in a hurry to let the bartender appraise, because since this thing was worn by Simon for so long, it means that it should have no negative effects.

Right now he has something more to be identified.

——The bone piece of Morrisby, Zhang Heng followed the advice of Tang Suit old man, trying not to expose his relationship with the other party, so he did not have the opportunity to take this piece from the game copy until the end of the game. The game props obtained in the game are given to the bartender.

With the latter’s consistent fish-touching attitude, when he saw something in Zhang Heng’s hand, he couldn’t help but looked up at him, and he looked suspiciously, “I know you have lucky rabbit feet, but will this bonus be Too exaggerated? 3 copies of 3 game props? Are you it it possible that you are the illegitimate child of lucky Goddess? “