Charles and Elizabeth watched the child with an umbrella run back into the sun and poured two pieces of stuff from the bucket under the banana tree.

Immediately afterwards, the little boy took out a small piece of cloth from his arms, and tiptoed to wipe the big leaves of the small banana tree carefully one by one. Although he was not very good at wiping, he wiped it very seriously.

He muttered something while rubbing, Charles' keen hearing made him hear what the little boy was saying.

"You have to grow up quickly. When you grow up, I have a lot of bananas. No one is allowed to take my own bananas."

"I will bring shit to you every day, and I will keep my shit to you."

"You must remember that you planted me, your banana is mine, and you still have my name engraved on you."

At this moment, Charles felt a warmth in his ears, and a sexy magnetic voice came into his ears.

"It's cute, isn't it? Children are noisy at times, but sometimes they are like it. Do you want one?"

Charles's mind flashed, and he burst into laughter. "I'm afraid my child won't be like this."

A trace of dissatisfaction spread in Elizabeth's eyes, and she looked at the boy in the sun and continued, "He reminded me of my childhood."

Charles turned his head and looked at Elizabeth who was talking. "How did you do when you were a kid?"

Elizabeth stretched lazily, and her perfect figure was completely visible to Charles.

"I was a dominant leader in the Coral Island Port Area at that time. I remember that when I was ten years old, I had grown to 1.5 meters. No one in the nearby streets could beat me."

Charles smiled. He had never heard Elizabeth say these things.

"Can you tell me your previous story? I'm a little curious about what happened before I met you."

Elizabeth pulled Charles to continue walking forward. "The experience of exploring the captain is basically the same. She always thinks that she is different from others. She is the lucky one in a hundred, but in the end she realizes that she is always the most ordinary."

"Why did you become the governor?" Charles asked.

"I don't want this prejudice because of prejudice." A trace of memories flashed through Eliza's amber pupils.

Charles did not interrupt the other party, and listened quietly to her down.

"My grandfather is three meters tall, my father is two meters tall, and I am two meters tall, and no matter where our family is, we are very eye-catching."

"Plus with my special hobbies, people around us regard us as aliens. Even if they dare not say this in front of my family, their eyes cannot be hidden. I hate that look, very annoying."

"I was very young and energetic at the beginning, thinking that one day I would have my own island. On that island, I would not allow anyone to dare to be prejudice against our family."

"So I followed my friends to buy a ship. Each of us had a wish. We swear together that no matter who is the governor in the end, that person will realize everyone's wish."

Speaking of this, Elizabeth showed a smile on her face, as if she was recalling beautiful things.

"I still remember that we made this vow with our feet on the table in the bar and ridiculed by the drunkards around us. What a childish and innocent love. Ah, it was such a wonderful time, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye."

Charles recalled it quickly in his mind and said, "Many of your crew members are your friends?"

"No, I was originally the highest and most powerful. I should be the sailor on our ship, but as my friends died one by one, I became the captain."

"I thought I would die in the sea one day, but the ending was a good one. My friends' wish was finally fulfilled on Icha Island."

Charles looked at Elizabeth's side face calmly. He really didn't expect that the other party would have such an experience.

Just as he was about to comfort him, Elizabeth's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly walked into a barber shop next to her and started talking to a barber with a nose ring inside.

Charles immediately knew what the other party was going to do. A few rows of words were written on the black wooden board next to the barber shop. "The new store opened, the curly hair service special offer, 260 echoes per person."

Elizabeth sat on the swivel chair, her bright white hair covered with a layer of black liquid, and the female barber carefully curled it with a burnt iron rod.

"I always felt that my hair was not curly enough. I didn't expect that the barber shop on your island had such service. This is really good." Elizabeth said, looking at the barber who was really busy with his hair in the mirror.

"Of course, this beautiful lady, this coating is unique to the island. Originally, this kind of thing was used to dye the photos, but my teacher found that using this as a curling agent is excellent, much better than the previous sugar water or something."

Smelling the smell of pork hair in the air, Charles sat down on the sofa beside him, picked up the newspaper and started reading it.

I seemed to be overly worried. Those who could eat at sea were not so sentimental. Elizabeth's recovery was simply too good.

News from the newspaper came into Charles's eyes.

"Due to the recent closure of terminal transportation, the moving workers have no income. Recently, two robberies have occurred in the port area. Currently, four criminals have been arrested and the victims are in a stable mood."

"Shock! The brain-eating ghost appears again. We hope that the two most famous actors on the island, Mr. Rovke and Ms. Anne, died unfortunately. Our newspaper here calls on all islanders to avoid frequent travel recently."

At this moment, Charles felt someone looking at him outside the window. He looked up and saw several cars whizzing past.

Judging from its unique black paint and the markings of three inner arrows, it is the police car on Hope Island.

"Boss, you can come out, the Governor didn't notice you." Alia said to Dipp, who was huddled under the car.

Deep, who had shrunk into a ball, quickly stretched his body and sat back on the car seat, sighing: "How could the captain appear on Second Street? He should never come here."

"Why are you hiding from him?"

"I suspect he already knew that I had absorbed the remains. If he really wanted to meet at this time, he would definitely not look good. Maybe he would not let me get on the boat!" Dipp looked out of the car window and found that no one had come out of the barber shop before, so he sat down steadily.

"Boss, who is the woman next to the Governor?" Alia took out a long-mouthed cigarette and lit it, and took a sip.
Chapter completed!