Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 57 Lady and Boy

This kind of thing happened several times in a row, but he didn't know what was wrong with him. Waking up every morning was a brand new day, and he could see the smiling faces of the old couple happily welcoming him.Life in school is also very good. Although there are still few people to be friends with him, Jack has also been praised by the teacher for his hard work and excellent grades. Even Mr. Rong said he was great when he came to check, so he gradually adapted to it. I lived a lonely life, anyway, I am not alone, I also have a home in a foreign country.His understanding of home is simple and practical: wherever there are people who are willing to treat him well, that is his home.It's just that the old lady's complexion is a bit unwell, and she looks very tired from time to time, but she is as gentle as ever when she sees him. The old man looks at his wife from time to time, full of love and worry.He keenly felt that they were hiding something from him, and it was for his own good.He would rather make himself bad than make him good. This new discovery made him feel a hot current slowly flowing in his heart, filling his whole body.He should do something, and this is the first time he has taken the initiative to do something for others.It's just that he didn't know what to do, and God helped him.

The secret was revealed when he fell into that nightmare again.That was the deepest time. He woke up with fright. He could hardly see his fingers in the darkness. He could only hear the hands of the clock ticking repeatedly.He felt a little cold on his body, and only then realized that the quilt had been kicked off by himself.He was shocked for a moment, knowing the reason why he had a nightmare.When he was in Perilla Garden before, he also had a similar dream. After waking up, he found that the quilt had been kicked under the bed by himself. , he had no choice but to put the quilt beside him and sleep with it.Later, when those people found out about this, they said that he deliberately ruined things, and asked the servants to take away his quilt directly, and even the things on the bed were taken away, leaving him with a bare board.In the summer, it's okay, but in the winter, he got a bad cold a few times, but they didn't care about it, and let him fend for himself.It's just that his vitality is very tenacious, and he survived the uncomfortable feeling. After that, he gradually got used to only sleeping on the wooden plank, and he never got sick again.He didn't expect this habit to be brought to the United States, which really made him unbelievable.Just when he was thinking about sleeping with the quilt in his arms like before, he heard a rustling sound of getting out of bed from the next room, as well as deliberately lowered voices, which came from the room of the old couple. of.Then he heard light footsteps, slowly getting closer and closer to him, he didn't know who it was, so he could only pretend to be asleep and wait quietly.A voice sighed softly and said to itself that the child had kicked off the quilt again.He recognized that it was the old lady's voice, and then felt a hand gently cover his body with the quilt that fell on the side, tucked the corner of the quilt for him, and carefully stretched out his hand outside. I put it back under the quilt, and said to myself that it will be winter soon, and I will catch a cold if I don't cover it tightly.He felt a slightly rough hand gently stroking his hair, and then the old lady left, leaving him watching all this quietly, although he couldn't see anything except a blurred back.He suddenly burst into tears, and the tears quickly broke free from the shackles of his eyes and slid down, dripping on the newly changed quilt, which still had the dry smell of detergent.In a panic, he reached out to wipe it again, and his sleeves were wetted a lot.He ordered himself not to cry. He has always been strong-willed, and this time was no exception. He closed his eyes fiercely, and the tears stopped instantly like a flood blocked by a dam, although the full soreness was still hitting He rolled his eyelids, but he finally managed to make himself smile, and he said softly to the room where the lights were always off, thanks, family.

He hadn't had that dream since then, and he hadn't kicked the quilt again, and she wondered why she got rid of them so quickly.Maybe it's not surprising, because she wanted to do something for this kind old couple, at least not to trouble them, especially when he went to say hello to them the next day, and heard the old gentleman tell him apologetically that he He got rid of them when his wife accidentally caught a cold (cold is equal to everyone) and was resting in bed, unable to say goodbye to him.In other words, they left him knowingly, because a happy person does not feel these things, they only belong to the unfortunate.Although happiness is always so short compared to misfortune.

"Hey, hey, you stared at a sandwich for half an hour and didn't eat it. What do you want?" Scarlett looked at the dazed Jack with dissatisfaction. He had been holding this sandwich for a long time, and the cheese inside was about to drip. On to the table.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Just eat it." Jack's thoughts were brought back to reality, and he almost instinctively apologized to Scarlett first, which had become a habit when he talked to Scarlett.Then he added a stupid sentence to show his determination to act, but he didn't move at all.Under Scarlett's eyebrows twisted into a pair of sharp corners and her magical eyes staring at him, he himself quickly realized his mistake, and after reacting, he stuffed the large sandwich into his mouth in two or three bites as if he had completed the task He choked so much that he almost vomited, then grabbed the milk that had long since lost its heat and drank it in one gulp, barely washing away the nausea.It occurred to him that he had never been so at a loss in front of Miss Scarlett.

Finally calmed down, Jack quickly recovered his proper manners, bowed politely to Scarlett, and prepared to go upstairs.Thinking of what he had just handed to Paul, he felt uneasy.He drank too much wine last night, so he didn't know if Mr. Ritter could recognize the written words. He remembered that he seemed to have written a few sentences in Chinese, but he hoped it wasn't the key words, otherwise his previous efforts would have been wasted.I should write something more, this time not for anyone to read, but for myself.There was also his own past that he had just thought of. It was a surprise that the horrible feeling did not come again this time. He had to quickly write down what he thought of, maybe he could deduce more things from it.

"You wait first." Scarlett suddenly stopped him, stopped his movements, and turned to look at Scarlett, although she was strange in her heart, but the smile on her face was still standard: "Is there anything I can do for you?" , Miss Scarlett?"

"I said, you, weren't you acting just now?" Although Scarlett wanted to put on a questioning expression, she didn't look like it at all.In fact, she just thought of this possibility just now, but for some reason, she, who rarely trusts others, is unwilling to believe it this time from the bottom of her heart. She is unwilling to doubt Rhett, and she is unwilling to doubt the child in front of her who is dedicated to helping her.But that sudden thought was hovering in her mind like a fly that couldn't be driven away, forcing her to speak it out.

"What did you say?" Jack vaguely saw something from her contradictory expression, but he was unwilling to say it.

"Rett was drinking so late yesterday, I asked someone to go out to find him, but you didn't ask, but you took the initiative to go, and in the end, you were the only one who found him, as if you knew he was there from the beginning .Again, how can a bar let you in as a child? Did he let you in? Also, he told you so much, if you don’t want me to know, it’s normal for you to keep it secret. But even if you Keep it a secret, and he may not be sure that you won't tell me, based on what he knows about me, he must know that I will ask you, so he should not tell you anything." Scarlett's words became more and more serious. The more fluent, "In the end, you said so many things to persuade me to give up, even if Rhett asked you to tell it, would you say it? This is not like your style, haven't you always wanted to be Cupid? And, why is it such a coincidence? , I saw Rhett in the room after you finished speaking, when exactly did he come?" Throwing out the doubts in her heart in one breath, Scarlett was not at ease, she stared nervously at the corners of her mouth slowly rising Jack, hoping to hear a negative answer from his mouth.

"About your question, I have my own set of explanations. As for whether it is credible, it depends on how you understand it." Jack finally understood her thoughts, and he had to praise Miss Scarlett in his heart. That's right, this analysis is quite logical, and it almost coincides with the truth he has discovered, but it is indeed not true.

"I only found that bar because I remembered that Mr. Rhett told me that he found the brandy there was not very good, but the whiskey was really good. I just tried my luck with the idea of ​​​​trying it, and I found it. As for the people in the bar letting me in, there is nothing to be surprised about. Anyway, I have reached the height of an average adult, and the difference is not too much. Besides, they only recognize money but not people, so it’s nothing to let me in. .”

When he said this, he deliberately stood up straight, and Scarlett noticed that his height was already higher than hers. The body of a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy was like a bamboo shoot breaking out of the ground. All his energy was used to elevate himself, and he couldn't take care of other things, but Scarlett could still see that the life force in his body had penetrated to the outside. When he smiled, the small patch of blue and the increasingly prominent Adam's apple all show this.As for his temperament, if careful attention could be found in the past, traces of mature performances can be found, but now it has become more and more natural, and even consciously restrained. It seems that he will be able to enjoy it well-deservedly in a few years." man" title.

Thinking of this, for some reason, Scarlett felt a feeling of reluctance,

It seemed that after living together for so long, he had grown up in a blink of an eye, but she didn't do anything, a little unwilling.Mothers always worry too much about their children, worrying that they will not grow up, and worrying that they will grow up too fast. In short, they always hope that their children will be children, no matter how old they are.