A farming master in Stardew Valley

Chapter 655: Not Even as Good as a Child
"That was Lewis just now, right?"

The car was going too fast, and Abigail only heard someone shouting, and then a figure flew past. Relying on the recognition of the voice in her mind, Abigail asked.

"Yes, it's Lewis." Leon nodded. He just heard Lewis's call, but the car was going too fast and he couldn't brake to say hello. Otherwise, he was not sure what would happen.

The car was going too fast and he was a little unsure of himself. Despite his brute force in pedaling, the chain was still able to hold on and the car didn't fall apart. This was far beyond Lyon's expectations.

Before, he only thought about running faster, but did not consider the feelings of the old thing under his butt at all. Now that he came to his senses, Leon couldn't help but worry.

Fortunately, although this thing is quite old, it was well maintained by George before, and the materials and craftsmanship are very solid. There are no strange movements, which makes Lyon feel a lot more at ease.

However, he didn't dare to pedal anymore. He relied on inertia to control the handlebars and let it continue to slide forward. Without the interference of external forces, the speed of the car began to slow down, and soon it went from lightning speed to a turtle crawling.

"Not crazy anymore?" Abigail also felt the car slowing down, so she raised her head and complained to Leon.

"No, I'm afraid the car will be scrapped." Leon muttered awkwardly.

"You're such a grown-up, why are you still acting like a child? I thought you would keep up the same pace as before." Abigail twisted Leon's waist and complained, "My hair is all messed up."

"But it's exciting, isn't it? Especially the feeling of the evening breeze blowing in your face." Leon defended.

"I didn't feel any excitement." Abigail, who was facing Leon, only felt her hair being blown everywhere. Apart from the strong bumpy feeling, she had no other experience.

"Well, we just made it to the beach. We have to walk."

After riding at a normal speed to the junction of Pelican Town and the beach, Leon pressed the rear brake, supported himself on the ground with his feet, propped up the bicycle, and suggested to Abigail.

Abigail loosened her arms around Leon, got out of the car, and the first thing she did was to tidy up her clothes and hair.

After getting off the bike, Leon immediately began to observe the condition of the bicycle. He found that the gears on the rear wheel were worn so hard that they reflected a dazzling silver light under the moonlight. He could also smell the burnt smell of burning rubber. He silently asked Abigail.

"Have you ever learned a spell that can restore an item to its original state?"

"Magic isn't omnipotent," Abigail said, rolling her eyes. "And the kind of magic you're talking about involves the laws of time, which is beyond the grasp of a magic apprentice like me."

"Then you are not as good as those people in Hogwarts. They teach this in the first grade curriculum, and children as young as ten can learn it." Lyon complained when he heard it.

"Where is Hogwarts?" Abigail had never heard of this name and immediately became interested.

"The magic school in the fairy tale." Leon realized that there was no Harry Potter in this world and said it perfunctorily.

"Well, no wonder, how could a child easily learn this level of magic?" Abigail immediately lost interest.

Neither of them continued the topic. Lyon felt sorry for the bicycle, so he stuffed it into the system backpack to rest, while Abigail naturally took Lyon's arm and excitedly pulled Lyon towards the beach.

The beach was unusually quiet at night. Apart from the sound of waves in the distance, there was no other sound.

The beach under the moonlight seems to be covered with a layer of silver gauze. The crystals hidden in the sand are sparkling and very beautiful. The sea surface also reflects the moonlight, revealing a faint blue. Without any obstructions or light pollution, the moon is so bright and clear on the sea.

Abigail immediately took off her shoes and socks and put them aside. She stepped on the soft beach with her bare feet, feeling the tingling sensation of the fine sand rubbing against her skin, and giggled.

Leon also imitated Abigail's movements and experienced the feeling of walking on the sand barefoot. It was indeed very comfortable. "Let's go to the beach."

Abigail pulled Leon and ran to the beach, and Leon saw that the light was still on in Willy's house at the pier, so he grabbed Abigail and reminded her.

"Let's go to the tide pool. I don't want to be a spectacle for Willy."

"But the bridge over the tidal pool is broken. We have to wade across, and I don't want to get my pants wet," Abigail complained.

Leon reached out and gently scratched Abigail's nose: "Don't I know? Of course I asked you to go to the tidal pool because I repaired the wooden bridge."

"When did you repair the broken bridge?" Abigail asked curiously.

"Several weeks ago," Leon replied.

"Why did you think of repairing that bridge?" Abigail continued to inquire. "It's obviously not an important place. Are you going there to collect coral shells?"

"Of course not, it's because I want to buy a mermaid pendant from there." Leon didn't dare tell Abigail that he built the bridge for treasure hunting, and that he was doing it with Haley, so he immediately chose a good excuse.

"Mermaid pendant!"

Abigail was stunned when she heard this, and then looked at Leon in surprise: “You want to propose to me?”

"Well, but not now, and until now, I haven't found the legendary ghost old sailor." Lyon did not deny this idea. After all, Abigail has already given herself to Lyon, and Lyon will naturally not let Abigail down.

Marriage will come sooner or later, just not now.

"Then you don't know enough about the legend. The ghost old sailor who sells mermaid pendants will only appear on rainy days," Abigail reminded.

"But it's just a legend. As far as I know, no one seems to have encountered that ghostly old sailor. Mom and Dad both bought diamond rings for their wedding."

"I think so. Besides, you're not an ordinary person anymore. Why do you think this is just a legend?"

Lyon looked at Abigail in confusion when he heard this. Logically speaking, Abigail should believe the legend's authenticity more than he did, considering her understanding of the legend.

"Because that's what everyone says, and I haven't found any records in the teacher's collection to support this legend," Abigail explained.

"When I buy the mermaid pendant, don't take it," Leon teased.

"Then how do I know if your mermaid pendant was really bought from the old sailor, or if he just found a beautiful shell to trick me?" Abigail complained.

"You should be able to tell. Since it's a proposal token sold by a ghost, it must at least have some magical effect. It shouldn't be something that an ordinary shell can disguise."

Lyon is very sure about this legend, not only because of the game, but also because he really heard the voice of the ghost old sailor when he was repairing the bridge last time. It’s just that he never came here on rainy days, otherwise Lyon should have met the ghost old sailor.

I just don't know if I'm qualified to buy the mermaid pendant now. After all, in the game, you have to reach a ten-star favorability after confessing, and there is no such digitized favorability display in reality.

(End of this chapter)