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?The lingering white mist around her changed from thick to light, as if she was gradually getting rid of this fog area. When it was so thin that it was almost invisible, Haozi looked up at the huge house that appeared in front of her, and her heart beat faster point.

It was the first building she encountered after walking for so long. It was located on a flat green field. There was a lake not far from the main gate. The passing waterfowl added a touch of treachery to all this.

She turned her gaze back to that building, which was a three-story western-style villa. The gray walls looked so hard that after years of precipitation, the surface was stained mottled but not old, it stood majestically On the wide plain, "one family dominates" announces its uniqueness.

As Yoshiko approached, the iron gate used as a fence became clearer in her eyes. Through that gate, she looked towards the end of the stone path extending all the way. Three people stood on the steps in front of the main entrance , as if waiting for something.

So she pushed open the half-hidden iron fence, and rushed forward. She had been away from human society for too long, and her mind was full of trying to figure out her doubts, so she didn't even realize that she had broken in so recklessly. It's very impolite to go.The three people who were chatting were suddenly startled by this unexpected visitor. One of them, an old lady in her fifties, subconsciously grabbed the shawl on her head, as if brought by the sudden girl running. The strong wind seems to blow it away.

Haozi panted slightly, feeling the surprised and vigilant glances of the three of them, hugging the rabbit tightly in her arms, the atmosphere was a bit stalemate, when she was about to say something, she heard a creak, the door opened, So the eyes of the four people and one rabbit looked at the half-open carved door in unison.

A young woman poked her head out and looked at them, looking puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

The old lady was obviously the one who had the most right to speak among the three, and she curtsied with a peaceful expression.

"Good morning! Ma'am, we are..."

The woman seemed to have suddenly realized, and interrupted the old lady's words with joy: "Oh! Of course! Come in, I didn't expect to arrive so soon!"

She took a step back and opened the door completely. Her tall figure stood beside the door, beckoning them to go in.Haozi watched the old lady go in, and then a young woman among the three followed, and then found that the last old man was also going to disappear at the door, she gritted her teeth, and went in cheekily regardless of Sanqi 21 up.

The door slammed shut behind her, and Haozi was shocked. Before the hostess turned around, she sneaked behind the old lady, trying to reduce her sense of existence.

"Who are you?" The hostess closed the door, turned and stood still, and asked them.

"I'm Bertha Mills, madam, and this is Ed Monte." The old lady introduced herself and introduced the only man present to the woman.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am!" Ed had white hair and looked very tough in a casual suit.

"You must be a gardener!" The hostess said decisively, her eyebrows were sharp, and her tone of voice revealed an imposing manner that no one could refuse, which made Ed a little distressed. Good son found him secretly looking at Mrs. Mills , under the indistinct nod of Mrs. Mills, admitted her identity as a gardener, and all this was done where the hostess did not notice.

"This girl is Lydia..." As soon as the old lady finished speaking, the housekeeper's old habit repeated. She interrupted the old lady again and looked directly at the woman named Lydia.

"Do you have experience as a servant? Can you iron clothes?"

"Excuse me, ma'am, but poor Lydia can't speak, she was ill, and never spoke again!"

The hostess sighed regretfully, and then set her eyes on Yoshiko who was standing in the corner.

"Then what about this girl? Why is she hiding in the corner? Isn't there something wrong?"

"Ah! In fact~"

Seeing that the old lady was about to shake her out, Haozi rushed to speak in a shrill voice, and eagerly introduced herself. She was not stupid, and quickly guessed that the landlady needed a servant, and she also urgently needed a place to settle down.

"I'm Haos, ma'am. I can iron clothes, I can cook, and even, even, I have great strength. You can ask me to be a gardener!"

Haozi blushed, she felt that she was too spineless, but if this could get her the job, then what is it!But she ignored such an urgent and flustered appearance, which made her look even more suspicious, especially in the eyes of Mrs. Mills, who had seen countless people, this girl who appeared here inexplicably and suddenly threatened to be the maid of this mansion seemed too worthy Suspected, and she is a foreigner with a different color skin, she is obliged to tell her knowledge to the hostess of this house, especially when she just discovered something that made her decide to stay here Now that it's decided, she should do her duty even more.

"Actually, ma'am, we don't know this Miss Hauss, and we didn't even know each other before you opened the door..."

Mrs. Mills' original intention was to let the hostess be more vigilant, but obviously, the hostess has a strong sense of self, and she prefers to judge a person based on her own feelings.

"Oh? Can you iron clothes? Can you do housework? That girl was too clumsy before, so I want to find someone who is quicker. Are you really okay?"

"Yes!" Haozi nodded again and again, and stood at the side restrainedly, fearing that she would be fired if she didn't do well.

"Then, let me read the letter of recommendation!"

If a foreigner wants to find a regular job, a letter of recommendation is indispensable. Generally, it is written by the previous employer of the person concerned, which is equivalent to a guarantor to show that the employee's character and level are no problem. As long as he wants to find a job, this It is almost the basic equipment for people here, but Haozi is new here, and she doesn't even know where this place is, so where can she find a letter of recommendation to explain it.

The room fell silent, Haozi twisted the corners of her clothes uneasily, lowered her head to feel the hot sight above her head, the inferiority complex rising from the bottom of her heart made her feel ashamed, she was a person without a home, no parents, no Friend, no reputation, no status, no visa, no permit, wandering alone in a strange country, so to speak, a stowaway, so she is not even eligible to beg here, if she doesn't get the job, no, She must get it, even if she loses her self-esteem, so she must stay with a stern face...

The rabbit who had been nestling quietly looked at the girl in a daze. She lowered her head, and when he raised his head, he could see her face clearly. Looking at the red marks in the corners of her eyes, he felt bewildered, and she cried.

The rabbit didn't understand why she was crying, even in such a dangerous environment in the desert, she didn't shed a single tear, why now...

"Is there no recommendation letter?" The woman chewed the syllables thoughtfully, and then continued lazily, "Forget it, you can try to do it for a few days first, if I am not satisfied, I will show no mercy I will fire you, you know!"

Haozi suddenly raised her head and looked at this tall woman eagerly as if looking at a shining statue of a god.

The woman squinted her eyes quite uncomfortable, then took two steps back in disgust and turned around.

"Mrs. Mills, then, it's settled, you and the two girls behind will sleep on the top floor, and you..." She looked at the old man, obviously not remembering his name.

"Ted! Ma'am!"

"You can sleep in the back shed!"

"The house hasn't been cleaned since the servants disappeared a week ago, so I urgently need help, and you guys came just in time..." the woman muttered, leading them around the house, she Holding a large bunch of keys in his hand, the jingling is very impressive.

"Did they leave without saying goodbye?" Mrs. Mills asked in a harmonious voice. After learning that she was able to stay successfully, Haozi's feverish mind gradually calmed down. Now she heard Mrs. Mills asking this question, and she was also a little curious. The servants disappeared mysteriously ?She tried her best to restrain herself from thinking in strange directions, but her ears caught the hostess' voice uncontrollably.

"It's all evaporated, without making a sound, without even getting a salary!"

"That's queer!" said Mr. Ted.

"Soon you will find that this room is not as perfect as it appears on the surface, so I stated in the recruitment advertisement that I only want honest and hardworking people!" The hostess said, bending over to take the key to open the door on the inside. A door.

"No one is as honest as us, right, Mr. Ted!" Mrs. Mills smiled lightly, and Mr. Ted echoed repeatedly.The hostess didn't pay attention to them, but opened the door, walked in, and said, "This is the kitchen. I have breakfast at eight, the children at nine, lunch at one, and dinner at 07:30. Miss Haus, would you like Listen!"

"Where is the host? Ma'am?" Mrs. Mills asked strangely. From the beginning to the end, they never saw the host of the house, nor did they hear the hostess mention it, which made them very puzzled.

"A year and a half ago, I went to war, and there was no news after the armistice. Miss Haus, you are in charge of cooking!" A trace of loneliness flashed across the woman's face, but she quickly hid it behind her eyes, and then put on a smile. He gave instructions to Yoshiko in a tone that this matter was extremely important.

Haozi looked at her eyes and nose, but she wondered why this female landlord always liked to pinch her?The chair in the kitchen, Haosi, the portrait on the stairs, Haosi, even the sink in the bathroom must be used to talk about her, or is it that her current name is particularly easy to catch?

"Do you see what I'm doing?" The hostess closed the door they had just walked in, then looked at the three of them, and asked mysteriously—Mr. Ted had been rushed to the garden to take care of it earlier.

"The door of this room is closed before another door can be opened! You must remember that it is not easy to carry out. Fifteen keys open fifty doors, depending on where you are in the house. . . . Mrs. Mills, Starting tomorrow, I will give you a set to take charge of!"

Why is there such a strange rule?A strange premonition floated in Haozi's heart again, but she didn't speak, just followed them silently.

"Music room, that old piano was there when we moved in, don't let the kids play it, it gives me a headache, quiet is more important than anything! There is no telephone, no radio, nothing that makes a sound, We don't have electricity either, the Germans cut it off constantly during the war, I'm used to it..."

The more Haozi listened, the more frightened she became. Isn't this completely isolated from the world?Thinking of the paranoid expression of the hostess when she mentioned the absoluteness of silence, she suddenly felt a chill. She felt that this woman was a bit abnormal...

"Ma'am, there's no need to look at the whole room..." The long walk made Mrs. Mills a little tired and impatient.

"No, it's very necessary. The house is often pitch black and it's hard to see... the table, the chairs, the door, the sideboard, or the children playing hide-and-seek!"

Forgive her IQ, Haozi covered her face, she couldn't understand what the mistress of this house was talking about!

"Eh! How do you say that?" Mrs. Mills was obviously confused about this.

"Well! It's time to meet my children. Seeing them, you will know what these strange rules are. Then, Mrs. Mills, Miss Hauss, and, well..."

"Lydia, madam!"

"Oh, Lydia! You three draw the curtains, all the curtains!"

Her words were firm and irrefutable, so they obediently went to close the curtains. Like them, Haozi closed the nearest curtain and stood there, waiting in the darkness for the hostess, Mrs. Grace, to light the oil lamp for lighting. , the faint light gradually faded, Mrs. Grace stood at the top of the stairs, like a queen, solemnly inspecting her people, and like a general, strictly inspecting her soldiers Suddenly, her eyes sharpened, and her gaze was glued to Haozi's body.

She ran down with vigorous strides, Haozi felt a gust of wind blowing her face, and Mrs. Grace stood in front of her holding an oil lamp. The dim light was like a layer of wax paint, casting a strange layer on that deep face. The red light is shocking.

"Miss Haus..."

"Yes!"

"What are you holding?"

"Rabbit, rabbit!"

"Do you know what we are going to do now?"

"It's to meet my lovely Ann and Nicholas! You're carrying this dirty, germ-ridden thing! Do you want to kill them?" Mrs. Grace suddenly growled. In the open mouth, there is a coquettish red tongue.

She wiped the spittle off her face and said calmly, "Ma'am, I promise it's absolutely not dangerous!"

"Why do you want me to believe a maid who can't even produce a letter of recommendation? I should gamble on the safety of my most precious child!"

Haozi was speechless, and could only let Mrs. Grace spit at her to vent her anger. She knew that the current Mrs. Grace would never listen to any of her explanations, so it would be better to wait until she calmed down. , Moreover, this wife's attitude towards her children is also worth pondering.

"Then now, Haos, you throw it out, forget about it!" Mrs. Grace vented, and then saw the girl huddled in the corner alone, her temper eased, and she looked at the creature. , Suppressing the disgust in my heart and speaking in a flat tone as much as possible.

"Madam, it's really a very good rabbit!" Haozi hugged the rabbit tightly, feeling its soft and obedient long fur against her, her eyes met Mrs. Grace's green eyes, and she couldn't help but feel indifferent for a moment. instantaneous.

Grace turned her head away, refusing to listen to her explanation, turned around, and walked upstairs with the oil lamp.

"If you want to stay, just throw that thing out. Animals are absolutely not allowed here, they will give me a headache! If not, then I don't need a disobedient servant!"

Haozi stared at her back, watched her approach the upstairs bedroom, heard the pious prayer sound from inside, blinked, hugged the rabbit in her arms, turned around, and didn't miss it.

She can let go of her self-esteem, even if her dignity is trampled under her feet, it doesn't matter, because she wants to live, but she can't let go of the rabbit in her arms that looks at her with a pair of quiet and clear eyes. Maybe she is crazy. I always feel that the rabbit understands everything, and I always feel that if I really throw it out now, it will be as sad as a human being.

She is a frog in a muddy swamp, she does not expect anyone to save her, and this rabbit, when she is in the abyss of despair, has been with her, whether it is its original intention or not, she believes that it is The light in her life is gone, such a rabbit that condenses all her obsessions and is more important than her life, how could she throw it away...