Dissatisfied, the tall man pulled out the young man hiding behind him and patted him on the head.
"Fair, what a stupid question you asked."
The man looked annoyed at his son's reckless behavior.
"What are you doing to your son?"
The fat middle-aged woman angrily protected Little Fair behind her.
"He's only 13 years old! What's wrong? Besides, the story about the natives slicing people's scalps was something you told him at night."
"You shouldn't coddle little Phil like this, or he'll turn into a sissy!"
"Would you like to say it again?"
The fat middle-aged woman showed no sign of weakness, "I want to see who is more effeminate!"
"you--"
"OK OK."
Scarlett Hao persuaded, "Mr. Mead, Mrs. Mead, please stop saying a few words. This is my housekeeper Ronald. He has another origin and is not a native of the New World. We will talk about the specific situation later. First. Take us to meet Petey, I hear she’s been crazy busy lately.”
Uncle Peter cleared his throat.
"Miss Pitty was angry when I went out. If I hadn't brought the eldest O'Hara back home earlier, she would have fainted."
This old black man seemed to have real authority. As soon as he opened his mouth, Mr. and Mrs. Meade stopped arguing.
"Okay, old Peter, you are right, take Scarlett to see Petey first."
cried Mrs. Meade.
The old black man Peter took Scarlett and Paine to the house. After passing through the front room, there was actually a small alley in the back, and there was a strange cave inside. Apparently this was a large complex of houses, with an area beyond Paine's imagination.
"Those northerners are not reliable at all. For the sake of safety, people choose to live together. There are no men at home now, and I can't handle so many northern soldiers by myself. So Miss Pitty invited Dr. Meade and his wife and children Let's live together so that we can be taken care of." The old black man said.
They had walked several hundred meters along the alley and finally saw a house with red bricks and stone tiles. There is a clean wooden board wall in front of the house, which is painted white. Dots of daffodils are blooming in the small yard. Standing on the front steps were two black women in black clothes, followed by a fat black woman with her hands under her apron and a wide smile showing her white teeth.
One of the black women came forward and said, "Butler Peter, you are finally back. Miss Pitty got so angry that she even dropped her favorite porcelain. You have to persuade her quickly!"
"These damn Yankees!"
A hysterical sound came from the house, and the two black women trembled with fear.
"What's going on?" Old black man Peter asked with a frown, "Isn't Miss Pitty fine when I came out?"
"That's right, Butler Peter."
The black woman took over and said, "About half an hour ago, two Yankee officers came to see Miss Pitty. The two men were very rude and almost had a fight with Dr. Meade outside. It was Miss Pitty who intervened to stop the two men. The Yankee officer stopped. Then they entered the room and talked to the lady. After a while, Miss Pitty got angry and drove the two officers away. Then Miss Pitty kept throwing things in her temper, and we couldn't even go in. I was kicked out by the lady.”
"Marinally, didn't you do anything?"
The old black man Peter was very rude to the black woman, "You're going to let Miss Pitty sulk alone?"
"Butler Peter, I really don't know how to cheer up Miss Pitty."
Marinali was not angry, but lowered her head and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Meade also came to visit, but they were also scolded by Miss Pitty. I think you are the only one who can do anything in this family."
The old black man snorted. Although he still looked dismissive on the surface, Paine could see that Marinelle's compliment made him very happy.
"Dr. Meade didn't tell me anything just now."
The old black man Peter looked unhappy.
"Usually, I put on a show-off attitude, and I am touted as a source of strength and wisdom for Atlantans. Now I can't even handle a few Yankees. If I were here..."
The old black man Peter kept chattering and complaining, but he made no move towards the house. It seemed that he was also afraid of this Miss Pitty. It seemed that this Miss Pitty was very strict in running the house.
"Let me go in and see Petey. Maybe I can give her some advice."
Scarlett Hao interrupted the old black man Peter, "I believe it would be more appropriate for me to persuade her."
"That's fine, Miss Pitty has always wanted to see you." The old black man Peter went down the steps in relief. Anyone who was not blind could see that the old black man didn't want to face the furious Miss Pitty in the room.
"I think I should prepare the room. Marinali, you and others can prepare today's dinner. Remember to make it rich. As for you -"
The old black man Peter looked at Paine and seemed to want to order him to do some work.
But Scarlett Hao stopped him in time: "Uncle Peter, my butler has to follow me."
"But……"
"Damn Yankee!" There was another crisp sound in the house, and it was obvious that Miss Pitty had smashed something again. The old black man Peter didn't dare to say anything, but hurriedly left with Marina Li and the other two black women.
"Come in with me, if I let Petey fall like this, I'm afraid all my uncle's collection will be lost." Scarlett Hao took a step forward and raised the door, "Pete, I'm here, open the door."
"Scarlett Hao? Is that you?" The door creaked open, and a strong young girl gave Scarlett Hao a warm hug. "Thank God you're finally here. Oh, honey, you don't know it's been driving me crazy this whole time!"
This is obviously the Miss Pitty that Scarlett Hao mentioned. She is not a beautiful girl. Compared with beauties like Scarlett Hao, she is even more mediocre: she has a fat figure and a pair of small feet that are not commensurate with her weight. Paine is very suspicious. How could these two little feet support her weight? Her cheeks were rosy, her hair was shining with silver, and her smiling eyes gave people a very friendly feeling, as if the scoldings coming from the house before were just an illusion.
"I asked you to come to Atlanta to accompany me. What's the point of guarding that desolate swamp?"
Petey said cheerfully, "You have a native servant? Or a butler? That's a strange thing."
"Peety, he is not a native." Scarlett Hao said helplessly, "Forget it, let's not talk about it for now. Petey, are you really going to let us stand at the door all the time?"
"Oh my God! Look at me."
Petey held his forehead and sighed, "Come on in! I must be mad at those Yankees."
The room was very luxuriously furnished, but what caught Paine's eye the most was the giant fireplace wall, which was luxuriously like a Renaissance. It was covered with Far Eastern-style porcelain fragments. The fireplace was obviously combined with the decoration of the entire wall, with a parquet on it. Radio-style wood trim and light marble moldings frame the brick fireplace, which is set within a Duzer-style paneling. The fireplace is also equipped with a copper barbecue grill, and next to it is a shelf displaying blue and white porcelain. It is empty, but Paine knew the destination of those porcelain when he saw the broken porcelain pieces scattered on the floor.
"What problem did those Yankees give you, dear Petey?" Scarlett Hao found a chair and sat down casually. "It must be no small thing to make you so angry."
"Those guys deserve to go to hell!"
Petey cursed, "Those idiots told me that they were attacked by a giant wolf as big as a Shire horse in the city, and more than 50 people were killed and injured, because their bullets could not hurt the giant wolf at all, so They suspected it was an evil creature summoned by a witch."
"So?" Scarlett Hao asked.
"They asked me to give a list of the witches in Atlanta."
