Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 75—Father's Decision

Claude didn't take the things of the sisters of Kevni at the pier, and didn't appreciate the beauty of the two sisters. Of course, he was too embarrassed to stare at people. In the impression, this Kaffni is a very pretty girl, and she is very good. Her sister seems to be more beautiful than her, her body is hotter, and she is very courageous. She does not know him and dares to call his name loudly.

I remember that Eriksson seems to have talked about her sister Catherine as a maid at a pub in the dock. It is no wonder that I was looking at myself so much at the dock. And Kaffini is much shy, and will blush when talking to herself. However, Claude quickly put the two sisters behind, because the pharmacy was there.

Mark driving Claude into the pharmacy, he left, and he went to the dock to see the Neros crocodile. The pharmacist in the pharmacy was an old man with a goatee. He examined Claude's swollen left ankle and told Claude very seriously that he had to bleed and not clean the foot.

Claude has no way. In the past, he was an old driver, but he didn't have any treatment skills. I don't know about medical skills. Besides watching the so-called expert health lectures on TV several times, I will talk about it. After all, it is an information society. The mobile phone has a search in hand. Everyone is a keyboard expert. There is no practical operation capability…

Let it go bloodletting, Claude can only nod. So the old pharmacist handed him a willow branch: "Bite…"

What are you doing with this bite? Claude quickly understood why the old man had to bite the willow branch himself. Taitama’s pain, cut a knife in the left ankle, and used a small wooden stick to roll in the swollen part. The old man meant that this would force the congestion inside…

Claude's face was white, his forehead was sweating, and the willow branches in his mouth were biting. He just asked the old man why he didn't need an anesthetic? The old man said that the anesthetic is poisonous and dangerous. It is easy to leave sequelae. For example, if you continue to drool in the mouth, you can’t talk clearly because the anesthetics are collected by the snakes. The dose is difficult to control…

But there is also a safer coma treatment, the old man said to take a thick big wooden stick out, and stroked Claude's head. Claude immediately understood what it was like to be a coma treatment, and Claude was grateful.

As a result, Claude bitten two willow branches, and the whole person was like a weak woman who had been beaten by eighteen big men. In addition to making people feel nothing to say, the pharmacist's old man's treatment is good. After giving Claude blood, he put a therapeutic potion on the wound and then coated it with a slimy green ointment. Full of the entire left ankle. It is said that this ointment can accelerate the growth and healing of bone joints.

Finally, the old pharmacist used a lot of plaster to wrap Claude's entire left foot, almost to the half of the calf. Because Claude is hurting the left ankle, this is the joint area and cannot be freely moved during treatment. It is only for the prevention in case of plastering. After three days, I have to go to the old man to knock the plaster and check it again. It seems that I can't help but put another blood. In order to prevent the blood from affecting the therapeutic effect again…

It was already late for Claude to return home. He was taken to the door by a five-big-small coachman in a very shameful princess posture, and he was shocked by his family. If it wasn't for Claude who told her mother that he only sprained his ankle, maybe the mother had already cried. She thought that Claude was bitten off the left foot by the Nyros crocodile, and it has become crippled since then…

The helpless Claude can only describe in detail the treatment process of his left ankle. He repeatedly stressed that his weak and weak appearance is just because the pharmacist put more blood, so the mother finally let go of her heart and gave it to her. Claude gets some delicious blood.

Mr. Morssen didn't talk, just kept smoking his cigarette. In the evening, he also went to the private dock of Eriksson's house to see the body of the Neros crocodile. While the audience kept complimenting him with a brave son, he was rethinking that the arquebus he bought for Claude was Not quite inappropriate. If there is no arquebus, Claude will not play any waterfowl, and will not encounter such a terrible giant crocodile…

How to say that Mr. Morssen is also a good father who loves his children. He does not want Claude to be in such danger. When he was at the dock, he once thought about it. If it was him, in addition to being so horrible, Niros crocodile did not even have the courage to escape, let alone face-to-face shots…

Although Borkal and Eriksson advertised a lot of courageous behavior when they faced this fierce giant, they still couldn't deny that Welikro and Claude were really fighting the giants at the most critical moment. Of course, when they described it here, it was very simple. Welikro used the bow to attract the attention of the giant crocodile. Claude shot a shot near the head of the giant crocodile and shot it. Everyone has a look, the bullet hole is here, flying the right eye, picking up the skull of the giant crocodile, and the giant crocodile becomes a spoil.

Mr. Morssen didn't know where Claude came from, he could still shoot at the head of the giant crocodile at such a close distance. To know that this giant crocodile has become a corpse on the dock, but he is standing next to the body with a suffocating fear…

I seem to be getting ignorant of this second child, and I don’t know how to educate him…Mr. Morssen thought a little discouraged. The eldest son Albert is a liberal arts student. Although his body is weak, learning grades is very good. I designed a civil service for his future, and he can use his life experience to point him. But Claude is going to follow the path of the army. The arrangements and ideas he gave him look good. Can it really suit him? This second son seems to be better than his older brother…

For Claude's injured Mr. Morssen did not say anything to blame, it is too insignificant to face the Niros crocodile just an ankle sprain. However, Mr. Morssen still blamed Claude for his slap in the face, meaning that he should not go to the surrounding area of the Kmida swamp to go fishing and waterfowl, and even encountered such danger. Although this time they became hunting crocodile warriors, this does not mean that there will be such good luck in the future, so in the next few days, Claude will stay at home to study and recover well, don't go out and go shopping…

Claude nodded and accepted the father's teachings with humility. At this time, the mother gave him a bowl of duck soup, as well as fried steak and toast. Claude, who was too hungry, quickly ate and ate.

When Claude was about to finish eating, the mother asked, what was the reason why Borkal and Welikro sent so many white scales in the afternoon, and there was no poultry at home.

Although Claude had more than a hundred fish caught in the night fishing and net fishing, more than 30 of them were white scales, and the ones that Welikro caught in the reeds were basically white scales. This small palm fish. Originally wanted to throw it, but Claude said he wanted it, so he threw it back in the living tank.

"They brought things up? What have you sent? ”Claude asked.

The mother replied that there were beef, lamb, three long-tailed swordfish and a water duck, and the rest were white scales.

It seems that Egret and other lake fishes were sold by Borkal. The beef and mutton are the remaining ingredients. I bought them myself. It is normal to send them back when they are not used up.

"White scales are what I want."Claude said: "This fish is very delicious with deep-fried, the fishbone becomes crispy and you don't have to worry about being stabbed. Fish scales don't need to be scraped. Just remove the viscera from the fish belly and wrap the bread crumbs. You can fry them in a frying pan and fry them until golden brown. ”

The mother didn't speak. She knew that Claude said that it would be delicious to eat deliciously, so she grabbed her sister Angelina to help clean up the white scales. In a while, the smell of fried fish came from the kitchen. Unlike those who are reluctant to use oil, Claude used to cook a half-pot of fried potato strips at home to give sister Anna and younger brother Blowk a snack. Originally wanted to fry the fritters, the result failed, and all the blown out were long faces. However, she was eaten up by Anna and Blowk. Claude was also reprimanded by her mother, blaming him for wasting oil…

Mr. Morssen still smoked and asked some details about shooting the Neros crocodile. Compared to what Borkal and Eriksson said, Claude's story is much more boring. He just said a little about the process of fighting this giant crocodile, but Mr. Morssen still heard the risks.

That would be Claude. They didn't want to run, but the small fishing boats couldn't run in the reeds. They watched the giant crocodile swim close and flew on the boat. They had to fight the giant crocodile for life and death. Fortunately, the giant crocodile was In the hole in the ship's side, Claude had a chance to hit the commandment…

Considering the broken ship's right side of the small fishing boat that was later towed to the dock, Mr. Morssen shuddered again, and he almost lost his second son.

Putting down the pipe in his hand, Mr. Morssen made the decision. He told Claude seriously. From now on, Claude is no longer allowed to take risks with his partners in those dangerous areas. He can go to the suburbs of the town to play rabbits and pheasants, but never go fishing in the Egret or the surrounding area of the Kmidda Marsh. Every time I will be in danger, I will be afraid of my family every time…

Claude can only nod and promise, at least before the injury to his left foot, he wants to go out and win.

The mother had a plate of fried white scales, and she still had one in her mouth. The younger sister and younger brother were also eating oil.

"It's delicious, my brother is doing delicious."Little fat said that the little snow dog around him was standing up and licking his clothes, and he wanted to taste the taste, but the little fat pierced the fish in his hand and did not let the snow dog eat it. The barking of the dog.

The mother knocked on the head of the little fat pier and said, "I am a mother who blows up the fish. Your brother just talks about it."

My sister Angelina smashed the fish in her hand in half, the head to the snow dog, and the little snow dog had the food to let go of the little fat pier.

Mr. Morssen ate a fish and said, "The oil is too much, but the taste is ok."

Claude only ate two fried fish and didn't eat it. He stood up and said good night to everyone, ready to go back to his little attic.

Mr. Morssen asked: "Do you want to help?"

Claude shook his head: "No, I can go up alone."

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Claude walked up the stair railing and stepped up with his right foot.

After a simple washing in the bathroom on the second floor, Claude went to the attic with one foot and sighed in bed. Originally, he wanted to practice the hexagram meditation, but the pain from his left ankle made him always unable to concentrate. Finally, Claude finally slept in the half-dream.

The next morning, I also jumped downstairs, but when I was having breakfast, Mr. Morssen said that he had Clade to go to school after dinner. He drove the carriage of the town office in the morning and prepared a pair for Claude. crutch.

Claude was desperate. He had wanted to stay at home for a while with a foot injury. He didn't expect Mr. Morssen to be so prepared. In the face of his father’s love of the fist, he can only express his gratitude with tears…

Mr. Morssen said with a slap in the face: "School can't stop, especially the morning liberal arts course. This is a guarantee that you will become a well-educated and well-educated person in the future. As for the afternoon physical education class, you can take time off early, after all, you can’t think of it now…"