"Can't you see the dishes in the upper row?" Mercury Needle, standing behind Eleven, suddenly said.
The mercury needle in front also turned around and said, "...Yes."
Eleven's face turned red again. She was embarrassed to admit it, but she felt that it was so obvious that she couldn't lie.
Just as she was thinking about how to answer, one person had already taken the plate from her hand, and another person picked her up and pointed at each dish and asked her if she wanted to eat it.
This tension remained until Eleven sat down. She carefully observed the changes around her and everyone who passed by her.
Sometimes, other older sisters passing by would come over to say hello, and some of them would ask, "Where did you pick up a child?" No need for Shiyi to speak, the sister next to her would answer for her, "This is a child's reward."
Eleven can't help but still feel a little guilty. She was really afraid that someone would pester her and ask her what exactly she did to get paid... Fortunately, almost no one was more curious about this answer. Everyone always nodded happily and then talked about other things.
Some sisters would even touch her head and say with emotion: "So young? Thank you for your hard work."
At most, Eleven replied with a vague "No", and spent the rest of the time cooking rice - she ate very quickly, and she only chewed some pieces of meat and vegetables randomly a few times before eating them whole.
All kinds of sweet and delicious flavors were intricately intertwined on the tip of her tongue. It felt like her whole body was plunged into the most wonderful kaleidoscope in the world. The taste of the food turned into a concrete torrent of light and shadow. She was in it, and before she had time to carefully observe the graceful scene extending in front of her eyes, she was pulled and fell into the next field of light.
This meal was eaten in a hurry, but it was satisfying. It's a pity that her stomach can't be as unlimited as her appetite. When her stomach hurts, she has to stop.
Her stomach was heavy, and the feeling of distension made Eleven unable to move. When a burp hit her, she would often have to straighten her neck for a while to stop the urge to vomit, but her eyes were still fixed on the pudding cup in her hand. .
It always feels like, in just a few more minutes, there will be another spoonful of pudding in my stomach.
The young boy leaned back in his chair, feeling for the first time in his life a happiness that was almost painful.
While waiting, her eyes scanned the decoration of the restaurant with boredom. Suddenly, a badge on the wall came into view. Eleven was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and pulled the sleeves of the sister next to him twice.
"……elder sister."
"Huh?" Several people around her looked over at the same time.
Eleven pointed feebly at the wall, his expression temporarily complicated.
"You, you guys are not... mercury needles, are you?"
…
At night, a mercury needle drives Shiyi back to the intersection where the hotel is. Eleven walked back with difficulty holding on to the wall. As soon as he entered the hotel, he saw Hesta and the hotel owner sitting in the lobby drinking tea.
"You're back." Hesta waved to her and asked politely: "How was dinner?"
Eleven glared at the shop owner and pulled Hesta upstairs.
Back in the room, Eleven fell on the bed. She held Hesta's hand, looked up and down Hesta, and finally asked doubtfully, "You... you tell me, you are not allowed to tell lies."
"Um?"
Eleven wrote the letters AHgAs on the palm of Hestad's left hand, and then poked Hestad's heart, "Don't you also have a mercury needle?"
Looking at Eleven's nervous expression, Hesta laughed and then shook her head.
Eleven let out a long sigh of relief, and suddenly felt happy to have recovered something. When she came to her senses, she slapped Hesta's palm hard, "It scared me to death!"
Eleven buried her face into the pillow, lying on her side, leaving half her eyes looking at the big man she picked up yesterday.
Yes, probably not.
Mercury needles always have a place to live, and I have never heard of a mercury needle wandering on the streets.
And they are all very majestic. I have never seen a mercury needle break off an arm or a leg...
So Hesta is definitely not.
"I have another question," Eleven said in a low voice, "What exactly does 'it's my reward' mean? Why would they take me to dinner after hearing this?"
Hesta, who was reading a small blurb, looked up at the question—she understood the question, but her vocabulary wasn't strong enough to explain.
Just as she was recalling the vocabulary words, Eleven had already asked the next question.
"Also, who is Eureka?"
"Eureka, it's a mercury needle." Hesta answered quickly this time.
"There is really something about mercury needles here!" Eleven immediately opened his eyes wide, "Do you recognize mercury needles?"
"Yeah." Hesta nodded.
"I understand!" Eleven sat up from the bed, "You helped a mercury needle, and then the mercury needle promised to give you a meal as a reward. You only need to go to a fixed place and report her name to redeem it. Yes or no!"
Hesta didn't understand, but still gave a thumbs up to Eleven.
"That makes sense," Eleven thought about everything that happened tonight, "This kind of thing is very common inside mercury needles, right? So when other people heard my answer today, it seemed commonplace to everyone. ...Ah yes, that all makes sense..."
Eleven finally closed her eyes and settled down, but not long after, she turned around again and said, "Have you been chatting downstairs at night?"
Hesta nodded, "Boss, practice with me and correct your pronunciation."
"Don't be deceived by him!" Eleven sat up from the bed at once. This sudden movement touched her abdomen and made her feel uncomfortable for a while, but the little girl immediately sat next to Hesta, "He told you Is there any way to make money?"
"What?"
"Connections! Methods! Making money!" Eleven grabbed Hesta's quilt, "Did you tell me?"
Hesta shook her head.
"Okay..." Eleven pushed Hesta to the other side of the bed, and then lay down himself.
The two of them just lay together quietly. After more than an hour, Eleven finally felt her stomach felt a little better. She turned over and asked, "Jane?"
"Um?"
"Will you live here in the future, or will you go back to District 3?"
It took Eleven a few minutes for Hesta to understand this question. Hesta thought for a while and could only answer, "I don't know either."
This answer did not satisfy Eleven, but it made her make some determination.
The little girl held Hesta's left arm and stretched out one foot to rest on Hesta. Hesta didn't react at first, but after a while, she quietly pushed the little girl's feet away.
"I have decided," Eleven suddenly stood up on the bed, "Tomorrow, I will take you to a place."
