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The client obviously didn't expect the "automatic memory doll" she invited to come to the door so conscientiously at night, and she was still confused for a moment when she opened the door.

Natsume Miaomiao picked up the corner of her skirt, and bowed in an elegant salute like Cattleya taught her. Although not as good as Cattleya, she still followed the example, and she learned it well.

"No matter where the guests are, as long as they need us, we will be there. I am the 'automatic memory doll', Alice."

It was an old woman who opened the door, dressed plainly, with a straight back, and the dim light shone on her silver-white hair, which was combed meticulously and looked very energetic.

The old woman opened the door, and said in an indifferent way, "It's better to be an auto-memory doll, and the clothes on her body are all made of silk."

Natsume Miaomiao echoed her with a standard eight-toothed smile, "Indeed, most people still can't wear it."

She has a bad temper and is not too bad, and she can't stand being ridden on her face. This is the difference between her and other "automatic memory dolls".

The old woman snorted and turned to let her in.

The house is not big, there are only some simple daily necessities, depending on the situation, the old lady should live alone.

After Natsume Miaomiao and Taoya came in, the small room instantly became crowded, and Taoya couldn't stand up even when she bent over.

Natsume Meow Meow poked his waist with her fingers, and joked, "Isn't it bad to be too tall?"

Unexpectedly, Taoya grabbed the finger she stretched out, held it firmly in the palm, and said casually: "Is there a disadvantage to being too fat?"

Natsume meowed and stomped on Taoya angrily. She used so much force that Taoya's painful face twisted, and she let out a "hiss", and decided not to mess with this fat cat easily in the future, one ass can do it crush people to death.

Natsume Miaomiao also realized that this kick was too forceful, and the fingers caught by Taoya gently hooked his palm, the scratch was light and itchy, and Taoya's heart trembled.

The old woman coughed, poured two glasses of water and glanced at them.

Natsume Miaomiao quickly withdrew her hand, really feeling the thrill of "cheating".She didn't know what was going on in her mind, and she made up countless pictures.

Taoya tapped her on the head, signaling her to work hard.

Natsume Miaomiao turned on the typewriter and began to ask the old woman about the situation.

"Are you trying to write a missing person notice?"

Missing person notices published in newspapers do not need to be overqualified to find "automatic note dolls". The missing person notices have their specifications. As long as they are covered with templates, hundreds of letters can be written in a day.

But the old lady didn't take the usual way, and didn't want to use the template, so she used her savings to hire an "automatic note doll" from the C·H postal company.

It is expensive to have the "Automatic Memo Doll" come to your door, but due to the old woman's budget, this order came to her as an intern.

"Yes, I want to publish a missing person notice to find my son."

The old woman's son ran away from home on a snowy night five years ago.The old woman seemed calm when she mentioned her son Jeff, not as hopeless as a mother who loses a son.

Her tone was raised, and she mentioned her son with faint disdain, but in just half an hour, she revealed all Jeff's shortcomings.

Weak character, can't do anything.

He loves to cry when he is scolded, and there is no trace of a man in his body.

The only photos of Jeff in the house are those of his family when he was a child.

In the photo, the old woman was standing beside a man in military uniform, she was smiling, her smile was gentle, not as mean as it is now.

And little Jeff sat on his father's shoulders, his eyes full of admiration for his father.

A teenage boy ran away from home, and five years ago it was a time of war. It is hard to predict whether the boy is dead or alive now.

The oil lamp went out, and the old woman lit another.

The candlelight was flickering, and the profile of the old woman was traced by the years, with countless gullies on it. For a moment, the old woman overlapped with the gentle woman in the photo.

She glanced sideways at the only photo of Jeff, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "He has been afraid of pain since he was a child. home."

The old woman's words were cold, but Natsume Miaomiao could hear the longing hidden in her tone.

Natsume Miaomiao looked around and asked, "Are you the only one in the family? Where is Jeff's father?"

The old woman's expression was very subtle, "On the battlefield, I died."

Natsume Miaomiao understood where the old woman's meanness came from. It is not easy for a woman who has lost her husband and children to live in this era, let alone, they have no money.

There are a few dusty oil paintings in the corner of the house, and there are bright colors on the paper under the table.

Taoya blows off the ashes on the oil painting, and the oil painting clearly shows the scenery outside the house, although it is somewhat different from the present.

On the back of the paper, in the lower right corner, it says Jeff in small cursive letters.

The worthless son of the old woman can paint colorful oil paintings.

The old woman sneered and said, "This thing is a pastime for the rich, and I can't afford it. Let him learn a few lessons with the old teacher in the village and then stop learning."

The old woman sighed: "The old teacher said that he is talented and suitable for learning these things, but what is the use? Can painting make him full? Why not learn some crafts so that he can support himself in the future."

Ah, this commission is so difficult, tell Cattleya now if she can't do it, will she be beaten up?

From the way the old woman talked and behaved and what happened back then, it can be known that the old woman had a strong personality, and Jeff liked oil painting, so he personally cut off his thoughts and sent Jeff to the master to learn handicrafts for a long time. The depression made Jeff, a cowardly character, finally couldn't stand it and ran away from home.

The old woman took out a yellowed book from the drawer. The book was well preserved, but the corners were curled, which should be caused by frequent reading.

"This is Jeff's diary, take a look."

Natsume Miaomiao’s result diary, the words on it are the same as the signature on the back of the oil painting.

6 month 22 day.

My mother agreed to let me learn oil painting, and I no longer have to sneak a peek at the window.

Wish I had a new set of drawing tools.

7 month 1 number.

Henry didn't want the new painting tools that my mother took. I hate Henry. He called me a child without a father. I don't want to use what he left.

But the family has no money, so I can only endure it.

7 month 12 number.

The master praised me, Henry was very upset, and said that I was a child without a father.I beat him up straight away, and at night my mother took my ear to apologize to Henry and gave Henry the only egg in the house.

I don't think I did anything wrong, but my mother didn't listen to my explanation.

8 month 2 number.

My mother refused to let me learn oil painting, saying that the family had no money, so I was sent to the carpenter in the next village as an apprentice.

I don't like being a carpenter.

8 month 12 number.

The master carpenter scolded me for being stupid, and even my mother scolded me for being stupid, saying that I couldn't learn it well.

I'm not stupid, I just don't want to learn.

9 month 6 number.

I want to get out of here, the work is so tiring, I hate wood, I hate the master carpenter, and I hate my mother who only scolds me and asks me to do this and that.

She never encouraged me, scolded me for being timid, and scolded me for being inferior to my father.

10 month 2 number.

I'm leaving, and I'll be back when I make a lot of money.

In this way, my mother will not say that I am inferior to my father.

……

Natsume Meow took a deep breath and asked the old woman, "Have you read the contents of the diary?"

The old woman was knitting a sweater sitting on a deck chair, and she didn't see her knitting a line for a long time. "I can't read, and only Jeff has been in school for a few years."

Natsume Miaomiao really didn't know how to write this missing person notice, "How do you want to write this missing person notice?"

The old woman squinted at her, and stabbed, "This is your business."

The first commission was such a difficult old lady, which made Natsume Miaomiao very distressed.

She did not write out the missing person notice on the spot, but prepared to publish the missing person notice and send the newspaper directly to the old woman.

The wind blew past her ears, and the night was a bit cool. Taoya's coat was on her body, and the zipper closed the coat to cover half of her face.

"Does she want to find Jeff, or does she not want to? She always feels that she dislikes Jeff, and she is not at all sad when he disappears. It's so annoying, how do you write this missing person notice!"

The old woman's indifferent attitude made her feel uncomfortable, and reminded her of Natsume Soseki who was still out to deal with the aftermath of the supernatural war when his parents were funeral.

He is a qualified hero, but not a qualified father.

"How can there be such a mother in the world." Natsume Miaomiao murmured, leaning her head against Taoya's back.

The car jolted, and a man in uniform stood on the side of the road. This was the second time he had passed by him.

Taoya's expression remained unchanged, and he drove a motorcycle through his body.

Natsume Meow met the man's eyes, and looked away the next second.

She whispered: "Drive faster, it should be here soon."

Half an hour later, they arrived at the C·H post office. Cattleya also thoughtfully left a meal for them, with a smile on the back of her head, full of gossip.

She was driven away by the embarrassed Natsume Miaomiao.

Natsume Miaomiao stared at her Taoya, "What are you looking at! I'm going to collect money!"

Taoya lowered her head, "Don't look at it, what's so interesting about the fat cat."

It was Natsume Miaomiao's turn to be unhappy when these words came out, she pressed Taoya's chin to force him to look up, and her strange-colored eyes only stared at his eyes.

She said unconvinced: "No, you have to look at me!"

Cattleya, who was observing the situation outside the door, opened her mouth, "I didn't expect Alice to take the initiative."

Blue, who was passing by, took a closer look, "Tch, Cattleya, you are still doing peeping."

Cattleya covered Blue's mouth and hissed: "Be quiet, don't be heard by Alice and the others."

Blue "tsk tsk" twice, "I've been with Kinomoto for so many days, I can't see that he likes Alice."

He looked Cattleya up and down, and said mockingly: "Like Alice, don't miss Hawkins every day."

Cattleya glared at him angrily, "You're the only one who talks too much."

Cattleya left angrily, and Blue spread his hands indifferently. He was telling the truth and not wrong.

Taoya hugged Natsume Miaomiao to prevent the man behind him from sticking to him.Under the light of the room, the man was somewhat transparent, and there was no shadow of him on the floor.

Natsume Miaomiao, who was forced to nest in Taoya's arms, poked his abdominal muscles, and even lifted up his clothes to see if he was not satisfied.

"Hi! Can you see me?"

"Speak! Look at me!"

"Look at me!"

The clothes were about to be lifted off by Natsume Miaomiao, Taoya slapped Natsume Miaomiao's hand away, and carried her back to the chair.

Natsume Miaomiao felt a little sorry for the man's noisy words in his ears.

Almost, you can succeed!