Quick Transmigration: Passer-by Craftsman System [MTL]

Chapter 131

Qingchuan tightened the rope, relaxed it a little more, tightened it again, and relaxed it again. After doing this several times, which wore away the fish's will and strength, he successfully caught this river fish as big as an adult's palm. At this time, there was a fish in the fish basket. There are three fish.

This is a local fish. It is not beautiful in appearance. It has a big head and a small body. The meat is tender and has no thorns. It is delicious no matter how you cook it.

This kind of fish grows very fast, and in just one year, it is already ready for the table.

"Hello."

"H-Hello." Ah... are you even speaking so nicely? Like the wind blowing through the valley in spring. The little girl thought a little foolishly.

"I guess your name is Lilian? Are you still used to living here?" Qingchuan asked her.

"Eh? Ah, I'm used to it, it's good." There were no hooligans or disgusting sights, just daily work and a large beautiful lake. She liked it here very much.

Even if there are no various small shops and people coming and going, there are only a dozen humans, and the goblins they met by chance in the evening. It is so desolate, but my heart is stable, and I will not I was in panic all day long.

This is the most relaxing day since she became sensible. She has no worries and the future is visible.

But why does this person know her name?

The young Lilian was addicted to beauty, and she had no sense of defense.

"Really?" Qingchuan stood up, afraid of dusting himself off. He took out a straw rope, passed it through the fish's opening and closing mouth, and handed it to the little girl, "Nice to meet you, lovely lady. Let this be a meeting gift."

The little girl caught the fish waving its tail at a loss, "Who are you? Do you live here too?"

She was dull, with a silly expression, a little thin due to malnutrition, and looked gray, but her eyes were as bright as moist pearls.

"Well, we are neighbors."

Qingchuan couldn't help but smile, and flowers bloomed in an instant.

He shook hands with her, carried the fishing basket and the fishing rod and prepared to leave.

"Excuse me, will you come over again in the future?" Lillian asked loudly. Of course, she felt that she was 'loud', but in fact it was still small.

"We will meet again in the future."

Lilian stood there, watching blankly as the man walked away and disappeared into the trees.

"Grandma! Grandma!" Lilian, who was wearing a rag skirt, ran all the way home, holding the fish and panting out of breath.

The door of the house was open, and her grandmother was sitting in the living room, picking out beans with full grains as seeds. Seeing the little girl running over like this, the old lady was surprised, "What's wrong, Lillian? Did something happen?"

She knew that Lillian was very well-behaved and wouldn't run too far, just playing around here. So why is it like this? Did something happen outside?

Life has just stabilized, and the old lady doesn't want any more twists and turns.

"Grandma, I just met a man and he gave me this."

The fish on the grass rope is still alive, its mouth has grown, and its tail is swinging feebly. Lilian's face was full of joy, and her voice was high and low, as if she was singing.