Cynthia’s Cat

If you can't take care of your own life, how can you be free to help others? As a taxi driver, Johnny has been in contact with many people, and he is familiar with all kinds of things in the world.

Looking at the affectionate woman in front of him, Village Chief Job did not want to talk to the woman in front of him. He turned around coldly and left. Nitya stood there with a dazed expression. Did she say something wrong?

Nitya caught up with her suitcase, "Mr. Job, what's wrong with you? Why did you leave suddenly? You haven't told my father where is."

Village Chief Job looked at the cheeky woman coldly, and said in a slightly angrily tone: "Mr. Pastor is now in the public offering. Find it yourself."

After the village chief had finished speaking, he sped up and left. Nitya naturally couldn't keep up with the village chief in high heels. She was standing in place with her luggage, and her father was raising her publicly? What is my father going to do for public fundraising? Has anyone passed away?

It is inconvenient to go to the public fundraising to pull a heavy suitcase. Nitya chooses to go home and wait for her father. Father will naturally go home after finishing her work.

Without the key to the house, Nitya sat on the wooden ladder at the door of the room and waited for her father to return. She couldn't calm down in her heart, and she always felt something was wrong.

Seeing that it was getting dark, my father still didn't come back, the desolate church and the somewhat dilapidated home, combined with the public fundraising mentioned by Village Chief Job, what happened to her that she didn't know? Nidia had a very bad premonition in her heart.

The sky was completely dark, and waiting like this was no way. She remembered that the village chief’s house was not very far from here, and she was going to the village chief’s house to ask questions.

Nitya dragged her heavy luggage and walked on the road paved with stones. When she was unlucky, she didn't do what she wanted. The wheels of the suitcase fell on the stone, and Nitya looked at her large suitcase with a sad face. Because she was going to live for a while when she went home this time, she took a lot of luggage back.

These luggages have now become Nitya's burden. She dragged the damaged luggage and followed the route in her memory to the door of the Chief Job's house. Nitya left the suitcase at the door of the room, and went to knock on the door of the Chief Job's house.

"Mr. Job, are you at home?"

After a long time, no one opened the door for Nidia. In fact, Village Chief Job had already gone home. He was sitting in the living room eating cakes prepared by his wife. Now he has no time to care about the affectionate woman outside the door.

Although Nitya grew up as he watched, Mr. Pastor has been dead for 5 years, hasn't she noticed any clues in these years? If they have been in contact all the time and know that the communication on Mr. Pastor's side is broken, Nitya will definitely find out. It has been five years, but Nitya has not discovered that Mr. Pastor has passed away. The only explanation is that Nitya has not contacted her father in these years.

This is the only reason that Village Chief Job can think of. Is this ignorant and affectionate woman coming back to pick up Mr. Pastor? I'm afraid it was because I couldn't mix in the big city, so I came back to their remote village.

Mr. Job's wife Anna looked at the door with some worry, and she whispered: "My dear, really won't open the door?"

"Open the door? You don't know that the woman outside is a poisonous snake, and whoever touches it is unlucky."

Anna said embarrassedly: "But she can't do it forever."

"Let her knock, we won't open the door, and she won't be able to come in."