Chapter 10 Angry

Style: Science Author: Ke Yao 42Words: 2069Update Time: 24/01/11 12:05:03
About two hours later, the familiar figure appeared outside the glass door of the nursing center again.

It was Mihailo who sent the person out in person, saying a few words of greetings as usual, but what was different from before was that the girl had a thick document bag in her hand. While chatting with Mihailo, she put the documents in her hands. Put the bag into your commuter bag.

"Eleven," Hesta pushed the little girl who was already asleep next to her, "let's go."

Eleven opened his eyes drowsily, and before he understood what was going on, he was picked up. When she realized that she was running forward in Hesta's arms, she instantly became energetic - Hesta was running so fast and steady, it felt like sitting on a slightly bumpy carriage.

After following this for two blocks, Hesta finally shouted towards the back not far away: "Eucalyptus!"

The girl in front turned around and saw Hesta, standing there with a complicated expression.

Hesta put Eleven on the ground, "Eugali, this is your name?"

Yugali did not answer, still staring cautiously into Hesta's eyes.

"You, are you recently," Hestad tried to speak the sentences she had practiced before smoothly, but when she spoke she was as tongue-tied as ever, "are you short of money?"

Yugali frowned, and she took two steps back again - Hesta recognized this action, she was about to run away.

Seeing that Yugali was about to leave again, Hesta quickly caught up. She tucked her suitcase under her arm and hurriedly took out her wallet from her pocket with her left hand. Since she couldn't take out the money with one hand, she bit the corner of the wallet and used her right arm to support it. She took out all the banknotes in the wallet in an extremely awkward posture.

After catching up with her, Hesta spread out three fingers of the hand holding the money and grabbed Yugali's wrist again.

"Money, all money, for you," Hestad said eagerly, "but that place, that person—"

In an instant, Yugali realized that the person in front of him had come specifically to humiliate him, and his originally calm face became angry again.

"Let go!" Yugali shook off Hesta's hand almost hysterically. She didn't understand what she had done wrong, so that this man kept pestering her again and again, "Don't think I don’t know what your intentions are! I don’t want your money! Take it away!”

"Wait a minute..." Hesta was not expecting this. The money originally held in his hand flew away with a "swish" as Yugali broke free, like a small rain of banknotes, and behind him Eleven let out a terrifying scream and immediately started to pick up the money in a hurry.

"Don't pester me again," Yugali looked at Hesta angrily and said every word, "Otherwise I will call the police!"

Hesta was stunned, "Don't get me wrong, I don't have any malice at all, I just-"

"That's enough!" Yugali glared at Hesta hard, "Are you very noble? Why don't you tell yourself these sermons?"

"Eucalyptus..."

Hesta was in the same place, and it took more than ten seconds before he suddenly realized that something was wrong - not only did he understand all the words Yugali said just now, but he also answered them fluently... What's going on? The language of District 14 suddenly improved by leaps and bounds?

"Hey!" Hesta, who had regained consciousness, shouted at Yugali's back, "Can you speak the language of District 3!?"

Eucalyptus in the distance did not look back, but changed from a brisk walk to a trot, quickly disappearing from Hesta's sight.

Hesta stared at the direction where Eucalyptus disappeared, and her breathing became rapid. She didn't know what to do, so she could only stand where she was.

After a while, Hesta leaned down and picked up the wallet and suitcase that he had dropped on the ground. Eleven came back, holding a handful of dirty bills in his hand.

Hesta stretched out her hand to take it, but was slapped by the little girl on her palm.

"Why are you holding out your hand? This is my money." Eleven puffed up his chest, "You gave the money to that person, and that person spilled the money on the ground. The money spilled on the ground is money without an owner. I gave the money It’s all picked up, so the money is all my money.”

Eleven spoke very quickly, and Hestad was absent-minded. Hestad didn't understand a word of this general truth, but she didn't care either.

"Do you have anything else to do next?" Eleven stuffed all the money into her small satchel, and she took the initiative to grab the hem of Hesta's clothes. "If everything is fine, come back with me."

The two returned to the hotel, and Eleven came in angrily to ask the boss to check out and return the deposit. Then he took Hesta to a nearby vegetable market and bought cabbage, tofu, chicken legs and a large bundle of noodles.

The two walked on the country road one after another, and all the bags were hung here in Hesta. Eleven swung his arms and strode forward, turning around and shouting from time to time to tell Hesta to walk faster.

In the afternoon, they returned to the big house where they stayed the night before. Eleven hummed a song and started burning firewood, while Hesta lay lazily on the broken mat. She was still thinking about what happened in the morning. Zhongquan is the last scene before parting with Eucalyptus.

But even if I think hard, I still can't find the solution.

"Ugh tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Suddenly, Hesta heard a sound of beckoning cats and dogs - it was Eleven.

She ignored it.

After a while, the little girl's voice stopped, she walked around the room, and then sat down next to Hesta.

"Uu tut tut tut tut," Eleven leaned close to Hesta's ear, "wu tut tut tut tut --"

Hesta became aware of Eleven's noise for the first time and opened her eyes helplessly.

"Um?"

"Aren't you hungry yet? I burned the noodles."

Hesta still looked lazy, "No need."

"Come on, come on," Eleven chanted, "Come and eat!"

After dawdling for a while, Hesta got up and ate with Eleven. She held chopsticks in her left hand and hugged the bowl with her right arm, eating so hard that she didn't even know how to taste it. While putting the bowl, Hesta looked at Eleven casually. The child was holding his chin with both hands and looking at him.

This felt strange, because Eleven looked at him like he was looking at a kitten or puppy on the roadside.

Hesta had many questions in her mind, but unfortunately she couldn't ask any of them with her current language skills.

"Afternoon," Hesta made a walking gesture with her left hand and said softly, "I want to go to the station."

"I'm coming too." Eleven said, "I'm going to take you somewhere else!"

"OK."



By the time the two of them finished their lunch break, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

Eleven ate some leftover noodles from lunch and set off with Hesta. Hesta took her to the grocery store at the station, but the boss's reply was still the same as the day before yesterday - no new news.

"Who is that person to you?" Eleven asked curiously, "Why are you looking for her?"