The feeling of rebirth is hard to restrain

Andy went home excitedly, humming a song along the way, holding a basket made of straw and filled with various shells, swinging back and forth.

Hughes helped him hold the drawing board and paintbrush, and walked behind him with a sad face.

"Come on, be happy," Andy said.

"Sir, there are so many fine marks on your hands..." Hughes flattened his mouth: "Mr. Williams will definitely be very angry."

Andy looked at the thin marks scratched by shells due to his unskilled hands, and belatedly thought: "...that's right, my brother doesn't like me getting hurt..."

"So what do you say..." Hughes looked at him eagerly.

"I can't help it now, forget it." Andy regained his good mood in a blink of an eye: "I'm going to add more food tonight."

Hughes couldn't be in a good mood like him. Williams wouldn't do to Andy, but he would definitely do to himself...

Sure enough, Williams had already returned home early in the morning. When he saw Andy running in dirty, he just frowned and didn't say anything else. Then he sank down: "How did you make yourself like this when you went to the beach?"

Andy nestled into his arms and acted like a baby: "Brother, I picked this up, let's let the chef cook it and eat it!"

"You haven't answered me yet." Williams looked resigned.

Andy looked at his brother carefully: "... Brother, don't be angry..."

Facing the cute and playful children, Williams turned his cold eyes to Hughes.

Hughes trembled with fright, his face froze completely, stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Don't be like this, I had a lot of fun today, don't you like me being happy..." Andy looked pitiful, and faked rubbing his eyes to add credibility.

...Williams felt that the children he raised tended to be more and more thieves, sometimes so cunning that people wanted to spank him a few times.

David stood up at the right time and smiled gently: "Mr. Andy has tonight's food, right? Look, there are still crabs? It's really not easy, but the wound on the hand needs to be treated with medicine. I'll help you." Get some medicine?"

After waiting for David's reminder, Andy immediately became weak and raised his paw: "Brother, my hand hurts..."

"..." Williams.

He sighed helplessly and pinched his nose: "I really can't do anything about you."

Andy smiled and rolled his eyes: "Aren't you angry? That's fine."

David handed over the medicine, Williams took it, and held Andy's hand: "Go take a bath, I'll apply the ointment for you after the bath."

"Mmmmmm~" Andy nodded repeatedly.

"The hot water is ready." David said respectfully.

Hughes couldn't help casting an admiring look at David. Mr. David was really tough, and he was still very calm under the cold face of Master Williams.

Andy didn't feel pain in his hands at first. He picked up shells, shrimps and crabs at the beach, and his hands were soaked in the sea until he couldn't feel it. Now after washing with clean water, he felt pain and numbness from the small wounds on his hands.

He frowned uncomfortably, and called out pitifully, "Brother, my hand hurts, and I can't hold the towel."

Williams was sitting outside the door reading a book, and walked in when he heard the sound.

Andy soaked in the bathtub, and said dejectedly: "My hands are itchy and painful, I dare not use force..."

Williams glared at him and took the towel: "Next time, do you dare to mess around? Even if you want to pick up shells, you can wrap your hands in a cloth to get them. The shells are so sharp. Look at your hands, and now you can even hold a paintbrush. Also powerless."

"Happy for a while..." Andy pouted, "Those kids can also..."

"They're not like you," Williams said coldly.

"Brother said these things again, we are all the same." Andy wrinkled his nose.

Andy raised his hands: "Help me wash."

Williams also helped Andy take a bath when he was a child, but now Andy has grown up and become a teenager, his body has gradually matured, his waist is thin and his skin is smooth, and his snow-white body is extremely attractive.Williams moved his eyes away with difficulty, and wiped them for him carelessly with his hands: "Okay, okay, wash it, get up quickly."

"Not even washed," Andy said.

Williams picked him up and wrapped him in a large towel.

The young man looked unhappy, pouted and said, "My brother can't even wash himself well in the shower..."

Williams changed the subject: "... go and apply the medicine."

Andy wrapped the towel and stretched out his hands obediently.

Williams carefully applied the ointment.

Andy held his hands high, waiting for the ointment to dry up: "Then can I go out tomorrow?"

"No." Williams sternly said, "You still want to go out? Go out for a day today and make yourself like this!"

"But I didn't draw today..." Andy said pitifully.

"Because you played with all the time yourself."

"I want to go out to see the sea tomorrow..."

"Then come with me to see the location of the shipyard."

"...That's so boring..."

Williams had already had people dive into the water today to delineate the scope of construction. At this time, he actually wanted to go back to the room to look at the plans, but the child was awkward, so he could only coax: "Come with me to see the shipyard tomorrow." , you can go to paint when your hands don’t hurt anymore.”

Andy said disgustedly: "Okay..."

Williams patted his head: "I'm going to work first, you get dressed yourself, here are some new types of paint, the colors look pretty nice, I've got someone to buy some for you, go and see if you like it ?”

Andy immediately became happy: "Is it made of materials in the sea? My teacher also said that different places have different methods of making paint, but those are so few and so few, I dare not use more."

Williams thought about it: "It's not expensive to buy here, if you can ship it back to the imperial capital and sell it..."

"Ah, bro, I'm so bored, I've been thinking about how to make money all day long." Andy lay down and spread his hands in a big shape.

"How can I buy you something without making money." Williams tore off his towel a little: "Go and get dressed, don't run around naked."

"Okay, you go to work." Andy put a foot on his waist, laughing.

Williams grabbed his naughty feet: "Don't be naughty, be careful of catching a cold."

"It's so hot~" Andy turned over.

"It will be cold at night, go quickly." Williams brought his clothes over: "Don't you like the clothes here? I bought you a set, don't be self-willed."

"Okay." Andy sat up, the towel slid down to his waist.

Williams looked away uncomfortably, and said calmly, "I'll go to work first..."

"Brother~" Andy hugged his waist: "My hands don't seem to hurt anymore, can I go to draw? I suddenly thought of a picture and wanted to draw it."

Williams lowered his head and saw the child's shining eyes.

"Okay, you go to paint, but I'm not allowed to paint after I come out, and go to bed on time after dinner." Williams thought for a while, and now it's too early for dinner, so he said.

After discussing with several master craftsmen, Buka drew several plans of the shipyard overnight and gave them to Williams.

Williams struggled with the plans in the study, and Andy ran to David to ask about the newly bought paint.

"Sir, you bought some, do you need it now?" David asked gently.

"Yeah! I want to draw!" Andy said happily.

"Mr. Andy's hands don't hurt anymore?" David said with a smile, "It's better to hold the paintbrush more steadily."

Andy spread his ten fingers: "It doesn't hurt much."

"Okay then, I'll ask someone to move the paint up." David leaned forward.

Andy opened his mouth wide: "Brother... bought a lot?"

David said implicitly: "Sir, I don't know what colors Mr. Andy needs, so I bought fifty of each color in the store."

"Wow." Andy sighed.

David smiled: "...so Mr. Andy has to work hard to use up the paint."

"Yeah! I didn't draw today, I feel uncomfortable, I'm going to draw some~ I'll tell you what happened at the beach today." Andy said with a smile.

"I was really looking forward to it. Dinner is already being prepared. I specially invited the kitchen in the restaurant to cook the ingredients brought back by Mr. Andy. I believe tonight will be a very exciting night." David said.

"You are so kind, everything is ready." Andy scratched his face embarrassingly: "It seems that I have troubled you..."

"How come? I have the opportunity to eat delicious food, I should thank you." David pushed him away with a smile: "Hurry up, or you won't be able to finish painting and eat when the husband comes out."

"Thank you David~~" Andy ran upstairs happily.

Hughes followed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, Williams and Andy have been in this sea city for a week.

Williams used to be a 'trapeze', so he can find his own pace of life and continue to live anywhere.

But Andy is more open-minded. As long as there is Williams, he seems to have a pillar. He doesn't care where he is, and he quickly adapts to life here.

The two lived here for a week, but it seemed like they lived for a long time, and their daily lives were very regular.

When Williams is busy, he goes out to play with children, teaches them to draw, sing and write.

Sometimes he took Hughes to go shopping, and when he saw interesting decorations, he bought them home and arranged them. He made the whole small home full of local characteristics, comfortable and simple, not at all like the luxury of the nobles before.

David is still very considerate in his work, and sometimes Andy buys things randomly, and he always finds a place to put them.

──Williams is trying to make money, and the children he raised are trying to lose money.

A month passed, and the shipyard in Williams' heart began to be constructed. Gary also sent a few students to help, and soon the uneven bay was smoothed out, and many hidden reefs were removed.

Here is the first step to the success of his business empire.

The author has something to say:

I'm a bit Calvin, I'm thinking about how to arrange it, I really want to jump the timeline again, I'm not good at business...