Soon, Wendy saw the milk shop, which was decorated very luxuriously.
It was already late at night, but the dairy shop was still open.
Holding the baby, Wendy pushed open the door, walked into the store, and looked around for milk powder suitable for the baby.
There was an elderly man sitting at the counter, snoring at the moment. I couldn't tell whether he was really asleep or just pretending to be asleep.
After looking around for a while, he finally found the milk powder that might be suitable for this little baby.
It was the price. This question stumped him. As a bard, he loved drinking and was financially strapped.
“Uh…5,000 Mora a can, that’s how much I have now.
One... five hundred Mora, that's a big difference, it's not enough!"
Raising her hand and scratching her hair, Wendy fell into deep thought, wondering what to do.
Glancing at the boss who was sleeping like a dead person at the counter, Wendy wondered whether she should just take it and leave.
No, no! I am the best bard in the world, a bard from Mondstadt, how could I do such a thing?
So Wendy picked up the milk powder and walked to the counter. After a few seconds of thinking, she said, "Boss, I don't have enough money. Can I sing some clear music for you?"
"No, you have to hold Mora in one hand and the goods in the other." The boss hit back at Wendy without even opening his eyes.
Ah this......
"Boss, the child is almost starving to death, is this okay? If not, a bite will do!" Wendy changed her words, wondering if she could arouse the old man's kindness.
Obviously, no, the boss didn't even reply, he just pointed at the door and said, "If you don't have money, leave now, I don't want to ask you to leave!"
There was no other choice but for Wendy to carry the baby out of the milk shop and think about how to get money for milk powder.
Singing for money? That's fine, but it's late at night now. Even if I sing all night, I won't make as much as Mora.
What should I do?
As he was thinking, he looked up at the Mo Mang Palace above his head, or to be more precise, one of the few rooms that still had lights on.
It's easy to deal with the lack of money! Just go and borrow some from Fukaros!
After all, they are colleagues.
So Wendy flew directly on the wind and quickly flew towards the room at the top where the lights were still on.
Wendy didn't know at this time that twenty-two or twenty-three years later, the baby in her arms would become the husband and wife of the owner of that room.
Soon, he stood in front of the windowsill, ready to knock on the window and go in with a casual posture.
There was a light sound in the room, which sounded like Fucaros humming music. She seemed to be in a good mood.
But the next second, the person inside started crying, crying loudly and couldn't stop.
This confused Wendy outside the window. What's going on with my colleague?
Go in and comfort her?
I played a song called Thousand Winds for her to help her get rid of her worries.
Wendy acted immediately and pretended to push the window open and enter the room to comfort her injured colleague.
Unexpectedly, Funina in the room looked up at the window and made eye contact with the figure in the dark.
"Ah! There's a ghost!
No! There's an assassin!"
The shrill chirping startled Navelette who had just finished taking a bath next door.
In just a moment, Villette rushed into Fininna's room and looked around.
"What's wrong? Furninda."
Seeing Villette, Furninha quickly calmed herself down and forced a difficult smile.
Pointing at the window, she whispered, "There, there was a figure standing outside just now, and he was about to push the window open to come in."
Walking to the window, Villette opened the door, looked out, and didn't see anything strange.
However, there were traces of someone stepping on the windowsill.
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