gray eye to gray eye

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I have to say that although Emma is confused in many aspects, she is definitely a master at knowing people.

The cheap motel we stayed in was run by a middle-aged couple. The hotel was dilapidated and old, but the owner and the couple were nice people. They had twin sons who were three and a half years old, and they ran in and out dirty all day long. , the two couples have time to take care of their children after they have settled the guests every day.

It's not convenient for Emma to take me outside, so I asked the owner and his wife to take care of me for a while.

The owner and his wife readily agreed.

In order not to worry Emma, ​​I restrained myself and played house with the two little kids for a few days.

"Alright, it's Sharon's turn to be my bride, brother, you are my guest..."

I looked up at the sky helplessly and rolled my eyes.

On June [-]th, the day before Emma went to work in the supermarket, Emma finally found a suitable house.

The owner converted a small three-story building into small single rooms for rent to nearby college students. The rear of the third floor is a sloping space due to the roof, and it has been unable to rent out. The weather is getting hotter. After getting up, the hot top floor became more and more uninterested, so the landlord not only lowered the price, but also agreed to only charge four months' rent instead of a whole year.

"How is it, little princess?" Emma asked a little uneasy.

Although the front is high and the rear is low, and it is full of dust, it has a large space, and you can directly dry your clothes as long as you open the window.

"Very good, I like it very much!" I smiled at Emma from the bottom of my heart.

"Really! That's great!" Emma put down the two big bags in her hand, picked me up and walked around excitedly.

Emma and I spent a whole afternoon cleaning every place in the side mansion, first making the bed.

Emma asked the landlord for some old sheets and broken curtains to divide the room into several small rooms.

At night, after closing the door from the inside, Emma excitedly opened her arms and walked around the room.

"Emma, ​​it's time to go to bed, tomorrow is your first day at work!" I reminded with a small yawn.

This damn little body is almost exhausted after only half a day of cleaning work.

"Oh, baby is right, come, mother's goodnight kiss!" said Emma, ​​jumping up to the edge of the bed and sitting down, turning her cheek.

I reluctantly stepped forward and touched it with my lips.

"Giggle..." Emma hugged my cheeks and kissed me twice, then collapsed with a smile...

Then, Emma and I slowly got on the right track.

Emma’s supermarket is a large supermarket open 24 hours a day. It’s about four or 10 minutes’ walk from where we live now. Emma’s day and night shifts take turns, and each shift lasts eight to ten hours. Fortunately, she can take a day off after the night shift.

After I repeatedly stated that I would stay in the room obediently to write or draw, Emma was ready to eat and left me alone at home without worry.

A week later, Emma got used to working in the supermarket and began to use her rest days to find temporary jobs everywhere.

"Emma, ​​isn't the money earned in the supermarket not enough?" I looked at the light blue under Emma's eyes and asked.

"Oh, baby, I just found out now, what kind of kindergarten and elementary school you have to go to, my God, it will cost a lot of money!" Emma said irritably, scratching her hair.

I glanced at Emma in surprise. I have always felt that Emma has a sense of incongruity. Emma's movements when eating and drinking tea are full of elegance. Only a well-trained person can show it, but at the same time, Emma knows nothing about many common sense things, and she doesn't even have a basic education...

"Emma, ​​I don't have to go..."

"No, my dear, we can't be different from everyone!" Emma said while combing her hair.

"At least I don't need to go to kindergarten, Emma, ​​I can also play games at home!" I demanded, pulling Emma's arm.

Emma hesitated for a moment, but for some reason, she actually nodded...

The weather is getting hotter and hotter. After Emma got her first month's salary, she excitedly went to the second-hand market to buy a large roll of thick old linen blankets. Just put two floors above the bedroom, and the scorching heat in the room was reduced a lot.

The blanket could no longer see its original color, it was a faint yellow-gray, but it was very thick and quite strong.

"In the future, there will be more and more things here!" Emma said happily.

I smiled and nodded heavily...

With her sweet looks and well-mannered words and deeds, Emma quickly gained a firm foothold in the supermarket, and stopped looking for part-time jobs after half a year.

Although our days were better, we never left this side mansion.

After obtaining the consent of the landlord, Emma bought a removable movable board and added another layer on the top, and the house was officially separated. In addition to the bedroom, there is a small kitchen and bathroom. The workers connected up the hot water pipes and gas, and repaired the toilet, and the Pianxia almost became a quite comfortable suite...

During the period, Emma took time to visit Mrs. Jimmick several times. Every time she came back, she would feel sad for a long time. Next time she went, she would try to buy as much food and fruit as possible to send there.

"That Douglas is such an out-and-out bastard..." Emma complained to me angrily.

I patted Emma's hand to express comfort, but said nothing.

Yes, what happened before my death in the last life made me very ruthless in this life. Of course I sympathize with the kind Mrs. Jimmick, but when Emma and I are still living in poverty, can I give Mrs. Jimmick some In the past, food was already hard to come by...

When I was five and a half years old, I finally couldn't bear it anymore and took over the small kitchen. Under Emma's supervision, I cooked a pot of instant noodles with two poached eggs.

"Oh, mommy's little princess is so smart, so eggs can be eaten like this..." Emma ate the soft and hard noodles with big mouthfuls, and swallowed the eggs in three or two bites, and finally drank the soup Be clean.

I put the mixed cold noodles in a lunch box and asked Emma to take them for lunch.

"Emma, ​​remember to bring some vegetables back from the supermarket tonight!" I explained as I cleaned up the small round table.

"Well, mom remembers, mom's little genius!" Emma kissed my cheek heavily and replied with a smile.

"If you don't go out again, you will be late!" I struggled to remind.

Emma carried a lunch box and a small bag, and went out with a smile...

After I turned six, at Emma's insistence, I went to a nearby elementary school.

On the first day of school, Emma followed me into new clothes, and took a detour to send me to the school gate.

When I entered the school, I found out that this was obviously a mistake.

This is a relatively low-fee public school, and most of the children in it are from middle- and lower-income families. My new clothes, new backpack, and fancy lunch... all these quickly attracted a group of high-grade bastards. attention.

In the second week of school, I was keenly aware of someone following me. I had to wander around the corner of the alley for several minutes until I met a few tenants who lived with me and came back together...

I didn't tell Emma, ​​it's just some little brats.

After playing a game of chasing and hiding with a few kids for half a semester, I was finally discovered by the same tenant.

Two enthusiastic wives took my hand and sent me back forcefully.

Emma happened to be on the night shift and was humming a little tune at home to clean up the house.

"This is? Ah, please sit inside..." Emma stopped abruptly to hug, and said in surprise.

The two wives first praised our Pianxia enviously before talking about their real intentions.

"Mrs Farmily, we think children are more important than work..."

"...You didn't realize..."

"Oh, poor Sharon has been scared for so long..."

I hid in the room.

Emma sent off the two overzealous wives after repeated assurances that the matter would be settled.

"Emma..." I called from the door of the room.

The polite smile that had been on Emma's face disappeared.

"I can't believe it, Sharon, you never told me about this, if you were bullied..."

I bowed my head in confession.

The kettle on the gas stove blared its siren.

Emma had to interrupt the lecture, and quickly turned around to deal with it...

I shouldn't trust housekeeping idiots, especially when Emma is in a state of agitation.

Emma bent down to turn off the gas in a hurry. When she got up, she accidentally bumped into the gas stove, and the kettle shook dangerously. In desperation, Emma used her hands to help her, but she exclaimed from being burned, and shook her hands again and again. The pot of boiling water poured straight on Emma.

"Be careful!" I yelled and ran towards the kitchenette.

Heart beating fast, breathing hard, if only the water bottle could drop slower...

I wish so much!

The miracle happened!

The kettle and the splashed water really became extremely slow, like a slow-motion movie, falling slowly at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Before I could be surprised, I ran over in three steps at a time, pushed Emma away, and put the kettle on the ground.

"Oh, dear, did you get burned?" Emma asked anxiously.

I shook my head, "Emma, ​​did you see that just now?"

"Honey, that's not the point, let me see..." Emma took my hand and examined it carefully...

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☆, riot