A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

About ten minutes later, the sound of a bell came from nowhere. The sound of the bell came back and forth, and finally echoed in front of the small laundry room, like a distant call.

The two children raised their heads after hearing the bell, and both looked towards the location of the bell. The younger child ran back to the house, while the older child glanced at the clothes that had not yet been dried in the tub. , with hesitation on his face.

But soon, a voice came from the laundry room.

"Albert? Take your brother to class quickly." Soon, Mrs. Kalai, wearing an apron and a blue skirt, came out. "The house was too noisy and I didn't hear it. There's no need to let Crane know next time." Come in and ask me, just go directly and don’t make the teacher wait too long.”

"But, mom, there are clothes..." Albert lowered his head, a little at a loss.

"It doesn't matter. I'll clean it up. You need to study." Mrs. Kalai wiped her hands and walked to the tub to dry the remaining clothes. "Do you hear me? Go quickly."

Albert then showed a happy expression, nodded after agreeing, returned to the house and took out a bag, and then held Crane's hand.

When passing by, Albert noticed Gray who had been standing there for a long time, so he smiled sheepishly, waved his hand, and walked away with his laughing brother.

"Where are they going?" Levi followed the two children as they disappeared around the corner, turned his head and asked curiously.

"The school run by Mr. Fords only teaches some basic things." Gray said with a faint smile, "But if they know how to write, they can become scribes, and if they know how to calculate, they can apply for jobs in supermarkets and factories. , if they learn more, they may be able to work as sales or even managers... No matter what it is, it is better than staying in a damp laundry room or a steel workshop filled with smoke and dust."

"It sounds like this is just sending workers' children to the ranks of those you hate the most." Levi raised his lips.

"No, we are sending the seeds of hope to higher places, so that they can be illuminated by the sun, blown by the wind, and moistened by the rain." Gray shook his head, "They know that their life was At least they still have their parents and friends who can’t leave here, and what lines will lead them to remember the Dog Street and the place under the canopy.”

"Oh?" Levi looked at Gray's profile.

"Because...we, if we want to build the kind of society that Mr. Fors thought, we will not need killers like me, nor...not just workers and farmers, but also scientists, lawyers, political officials and all kinds of people." All kinds of people.”

Gray lowered his head and whispered: "So, before they grow up, we need to light the fire."

……

Mrs. Calais soon spotted Gray and said hello with a smile. Levi originally guessed that Miss Eli's failure to protect her husband would create a gap between them.

But it seemed that they were still friends... Maybe there was another story between them, but even though Levi was curious, he didn't ask.

He had just explored what he wanted to know most. Both Mr. Fortes and Gray knew what they were doing. They understood that their dream was a better future, not confused destruction. They were not Pol Pot. , let alone bin Laden.

Yes, they all knew what they were doing... Levi stared deeply at Miss Eli again.

Gray offered to help Mrs. Kalai with some work. When the other party saw Gray with her friends, she was not planning to agree, but Levi also took the initiative to lend a hand.

Mrs. Calais could only agree with a smile. She walked back into the house. After a while, she brought some biscuits to the two of them and poured a pot of tea.

Although there is only a little bit of sugar added, the cookies are somewhat soft and baked by myself, and the freshly brewed loose black tea.

"The laundry room is too humid, and even new cookies will be soft." After drying the clothes, Gray wiped his hands and said.

"It doesn't matter, I won't refuse anyone who comes." Levi picked up a piece and took a bite.

They drank a few more cups of tea, then sent the tub back, and Mrs. Kallet thanked her several times again until the two of them left.

After all, the entire Dog Street is not limited to this small laundry. There are many different places here, such as small restaurants where you can eat for only five cents.

The owner of the store comes and goes, but what he makes here is not Siris chop suey, but cheap gutter fried chicken, low-priced vegetables from the market in the afternoon, and expired bread, and then smeared with rich cheese sauce that has not gone sour. The boss's operation is a kind of extreme jump between what can be eaten and what can't be eaten.

"How about one? Don't worry, it's absolutely safe."

Maybe it was because the two of them had gotten to know each other quite well, and Gray was already thinking about joking with Levi.

"No, I just ate cookies and I'm almost exhausted."

Levi glanced at her. Miss Yili could carry bullets with her body, which was different from a mortal body like her. Who knows if she would suffer from constipation for a whole day if she ate the food she could eat.

After all, the sanitary conditions here are comparable to those of Lao Chen's offal store.

After crossing this corner and walking inside, the nearby streets became more lively, and people greeted Gray from time to time.

Levi watched silently behind her. Among these people were shift workers, fly shop owners, children, white-haired old people, and housewives who were doing laundry.

Without exception, they all had relaxed and comfortable expressions. Levi had only seen such expressions in Lao Chen's chop suey shop and his hometown. It was an expression that would only appear in a safe and peaceful atmosphere.

That's an expression you only show when you're "at home".

……

After turning a few more corners, Levi found himself being taken back to the street near the laundry by Gray, and the surroundings were empty.

"Let's go to school. Mr. Fortes is waiting for you there." Gray turned her head and said to Levi.

"Good guys, one after another." Levi smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"This is sir's arrangement." Gray apologized.

The so-called school is not a special place. It is just one of the many residents' yards on Dog Street. The area in the middle that was supposed to be a garden during construction is now filled with various debris and is surrounded by a circle of two-story buildings on both sides. Surrounded by low buildings.

There were voices coming out, the voices of very young children, as if someone was leading them to recognize the letters.

"That's Miss Kagome. She is the daughter of a wealthy family, but she is willing to come here for free to teach children how to read." Gray explained to Levi.

"She's not prejudiced?" Levi asked.

"How could it be? The children all like her very much..." Gray said with a smile.

The two people walked to another two-story building and climbed along the handrail to the second floor. The corridor was exposed to concrete and they could see the messy books stacked in several rooms.

"Mr. Fortes is here waiting for you."

Gray said when they came to a room.