Chapter 480
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People are very subjective creatures, especially when a person is very self-centered. Even if he goes too far and makes a mistake, he will not feel so. He will only think that everything is the attitude of others, not his own.
Mr. Simon treats his children at home. His wife's attitude is not like a real father or husband, but in his own opinion, he has done what he should do.
He provided the woman and child with a living foundation that 80% of the nagarian people could not enjoy, and gave them a rich life so that they could live well without working outside.
He has given so much. If anyone is not satisfied, the problem must not lie with him.
He thinks so and thinks so, but some onlookers, such as Mr. housekeeper, from the perspective of non parties, they can see that Mr. Simon really doesn't like the hostess and little master.
At this time, the old housekeeper has vaguely guessed that master Simon may want to change the seller's property and leave here. As a housekeeper, he naturally can't interfere with master Simon's ideas and practices, but
Facing the young master, the old housekeeper sighed gently. He didn't want it to be so, so he revealed something a little, even if the chance was slim.
"The master may... Intend to leave here."
"Is he going to travel or do business elsewhere?" the young man didn't realize the problem at first.
Although Mr. Simon was not good to him and his mother, he still took the most basic responsibility and provided him with a good growth environment.
He can still go to school when others are busy for survival, so his feelings for Mr. Simon are very complex. Sometimes he will be very desperate, but sometimes he can comfort himself.
The smile on his face suggested to the old discipline that the young man was not aware of the seriousness of the problem. He looked around and lowered his voice. "The master used to be a man of Preston firm. Now Preston firm has collapsed and the federal businessman has come. He may be planning to... Leave here completely and go back to where he came."
"It doesn't matter whether I stay here or not. Anyway, I'm an old bone. Maybe the bumpy sea voyage will kill me.", there is a very special thing in his eyes, such as kindness and love, "but you're different, young master."
"I don't know something. Maybe you can... Ask the master."
After saying this, the old housekeeper sighed heavily again, and then left quickly, leaving only the boy standing in situ in a daze.
It's not good news for Mr. Simon to leave. In fact, he has known over the years that his father has a family in another country, including another wife and children.
This is not a big problem for teenagers. In nagariel, it is not a thing that people will scold capable men for taking care of more women and helping them realize their dream of reproduction.
Some rich families have more than a dozen or even dozens of wives, but there is another aunt and a brother, and he doesn't care very much.
But now, some things he deliberately ignored began to come to his mind.
For example, Mr. Simon always puts the photos of his other family in the place he can see most easily, on the bookshelf, on the desk, on the desk and even on the cabinet in the living room.
But here, there has never been a group photo of him and his family here.
For example, he always writes letters to the family there on time, and every time he writes for a long time. Three or four pieces of stationery are full of things, but he rarely communicates with the family here, even if it is just a few words.
For example
Too many, for example, have brought the young man's mood back to a low ebb. Now the most important thing is to find out whether Mr. Simon is going to leave.
He soon changed his face. In such a family, in such a family relationship, he had learned how to disguise himself.
"Father..."
Two minutes later, he came to the outside of his study, looked at Mr. Simon with his head down on his desk and wrote something, and gave a soft cry.
He stood outside the door and didn't cross the border even a centimeter inside, because Mr. Simon said that no one could enter his study without his consent, including the hostess and little owner of the house.
The boy didn't dare to disobey Mr. Simon's request. The scar on his forehead seemed to hurt a little. In fact, he didn't feel it for a long time.
Mr. Simon didn't look up and didn't even talk. He continued to do his work.
About seven or eight minutes later, he put down his pen and rubbed his wrist. When he raised his head, the expression on his face was very cold, and his tone was the same, "you should be doing your homework or doing something else at this time."
He meant that he didn't want to see the boy here. The boy pursed his mouth, lowered his head and continued, "yes, I just met grandpa housekeeper and heard something from him..." he summoned up the courage to look up at Mr. Simon behind the desk, "are you leaving?"
"Leave?", Mr. Simon's eyes became a little scary. "Who did you listen to, or did you say your own random guess?"
"I told you that I would tell you what you should know, but I don't want you to inquire about what you shouldn't know."
"I won't punish you this time, but if there is another time, let me know that you guess or inquire, these punishments will be added together."
Mr. Simon has a cane whip, which is used to beat the servants who have made mistakes. We can't be too kind to these nagary natives, otherwise they will try to cross the boundary between the master and servants step by step.
A whip is a good thing to maintain one's authority. As long as it takes a few strokes, one can recognize one's position in a certain period of time.
Sometimes when a teenager makes a mistake, or his mother makes a mistake, Simon will beat them with a whip, five lashes at a time, take off his coat and beat them on his back.
Each punishment will be impressive. When he heard the punishment, the young man showed a look of fear in his eyes, and his head dropped lower.
"If it's all right, go and do your business. Remember to close my door..." Mr. Simon rubbed his wrist, picked up his pen and began to write hard.
In fact, he had a typewriter here before. It was the kind of typewriter that could be pushed back with a push of his hand.
However, he didn't use it later. First, he wrote letters very often, but it's impossible to write every day. Secondly, the ink belt needs maintenance, and so does the typewriter.
He spent much more money on this than the typewriter itself, and his typing skills were not very good. Finally, he gave up.
The young man stood at the door and was silent for a moment. Simon looked up at him again and nodded slightly. It was like asking him why he didn't leave and what he wanted to do?
The boy bowed slightly and closed the door. There was only a rustle in the study and a Mr. Simon who was more and more looking forward to returning to his real home and enjoying the warmth of his real family.
The more he has such an idea, the more urgent he is. Even if the children on his side have no feelings for him, everything depends on money.
Even if his wife has cheated and has a lover, he thinks it's his fault. He did it wrong first, and he will make up for it when he goes back.
He can't stand the barbarian look of the children here. He can't stand the strange smell that can't be removed from his wife. He's had enough. He's going back!
The boy returned to his room at a loss. When he passed his mother's room, he didn't even notice that his mother shouted his name.
He returned to the room, closed the door, threw himself heavily on the soft bed, and looked at the sand tent. He became more and more confused.
He could already feel, Mr. Simon's determination to leave, and... His determination to abandon them.
He could feel that decision. It was amazing. He didn't know how to do it, but he just knew that he and his mother were about to be abandoned.
Tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably. He didn't cry even when his father whipped him, because Mr. Simon said that the last thing a man should do is cry.
He hasn't cried since he was sensible. The more pain and injury, the more he has to smile, because this can meet Mr. Simon's expectations that he may not exist and comfort his mother.
But now, he cried. He was going to be abandoned after all. Moreover, according to the news from the housekeeper, Mr. Simon seemed to plan to sell everything here. He didn't even consider how the young man and his mother lived here.
This society is very cruel. If rich people like them have no money at all, those outside will treat them more severely.
For nearly twenty years, he was like an unpleasant stone. Sometimes he could play a little role and would be placed where he could touch at any time.
Now he has no effect and is about to be kicked away.
In his sadness, he thought of a passer-by who had a good conversation with him recently. He was a very interesting person. Unlike other nagali people, he hoped to end his life and have a good baby.
In this interesting young man, he felt something that the nagalils had never had, a spirit, an exciting thing.
It's a stubborn resistance.
It is a positive fight.
It's a fierce struggle.
Then use your will, body and hands to hold up a bright future!
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People are very subjective creatures, especially when a person is very self-centered. Even if he goes too far and makes a mistake, he will not feel so. He will only think that everything is the attitude of others, not his own.
Mr. Simon treats his children at home. His wife's attitude is not like a real father or husband, but in his own opinion, he has done what he should do.
He provided the woman and child with a living foundation that 80% of the nagarian people could not enjoy, and gave them a rich life so that they could live well without working outside.
He has given so much. If anyone is not satisfied, the problem must not lie with him.
He thinks so and thinks so, but some onlookers, such as Mr. housekeeper, from the perspective of non parties, they can see that Mr. Simon really doesn't like the hostess and little master.
At this time, the old housekeeper has vaguely guessed that master Simon may want to change the seller's property and leave here. As a housekeeper, he naturally can't interfere with master Simon's ideas and practices, but
Facing the young master, the old housekeeper sighed gently. He didn't want it to be so, so he revealed something a little, even if the chance was slim.
"The master may... Intend to leave here."
"Is he going to travel or do business elsewhere?" the young man didn't realize the problem at first.
Although Mr. Simon was not good to him and his mother, he still took the most basic responsibility and provided him with a good growth environment.
He can still go to school when others are busy for survival, so his feelings for Mr. Simon are very complex. Sometimes he will be very desperate, but sometimes he can comfort himself.
The smile on his face suggested to the old discipline that the young man was not aware of the seriousness of the problem. He looked around and lowered his voice. "The master used to be a man of Preston firm. Now Preston firm has collapsed and the federal businessman has come. He may be planning to... Leave here completely and go back to where he came."
"It doesn't matter whether I stay here or not. Anyway, I'm an old bone. Maybe the bumpy sea voyage will kill me.", there is a very special thing in his eyes, such as kindness and love, "but you're different, young master."
"I don't know something. Maybe you can... Ask the master."
After saying this, the old housekeeper sighed heavily again, and then left quickly, leaving only the boy standing in situ in a daze.
It's not good news for Mr. Simon to leave. In fact, he has known over the years that his father has a family in another country, including another wife and children.
This is not a big problem for teenagers. In nagariel, it is not a thing that people will scold capable men for taking care of more women and helping them realize their dream of reproduction.
Some rich families have more than a dozen or even dozens of wives, but there is another aunt and a brother, and he doesn't care very much.
But now, some things he deliberately ignored began to come to his mind.
For example, Mr. Simon always puts the photos of his other family in the place he can see most easily, on the bookshelf, on the desk, on the desk and even on the cabinet in the living room.
But here, there has never been a group photo of him and his family here.
For example, he always writes letters to the family there on time, and every time he writes for a long time. Three or four pieces of stationery are full of things, but he rarely communicates with the family here, even if it is just a few words.
For example
Too many, for example, have brought the young man's mood back to a low ebb. Now the most important thing is to find out whether Mr. Simon is going to leave.
He soon changed his face. In such a family, in such a family relationship, he had learned how to disguise himself.
"Father..."
Two minutes later, he came to the outside of his study, looked at Mr. Simon with his head down on his desk and wrote something, and gave a soft cry.
He stood outside the door and didn't cross the border even a centimeter inside, because Mr. Simon said that no one could enter his study without his consent, including the hostess and little owner of the house.
The boy didn't dare to disobey Mr. Simon's request. The scar on his forehead seemed to hurt a little. In fact, he didn't feel it for a long time.
Mr. Simon didn't look up and didn't even talk. He continued to do his work.
About seven or eight minutes later, he put down his pen and rubbed his wrist. When he raised his head, the expression on his face was very cold, and his tone was the same, "you should be doing your homework or doing something else at this time."
He meant that he didn't want to see the boy here. The boy pursed his mouth, lowered his head and continued, "yes, I just met grandpa housekeeper and heard something from him..." he summoned up the courage to look up at Mr. Simon behind the desk, "are you leaving?"
"Leave?", Mr. Simon's eyes became a little scary. "Who did you listen to, or did you say your own random guess?"
"I told you that I would tell you what you should know, but I don't want you to inquire about what you shouldn't know."
"I won't punish you this time, but if there is another time, let me know that you guess or inquire, these punishments will be added together."
Mr. Simon has a cane whip, which is used to beat the servants who have made mistakes. We can't be too kind to these nagary natives, otherwise they will try to cross the boundary between the master and servants step by step.
A whip is a good thing to maintain one's authority. As long as it takes a few strokes, one can recognize one's position in a certain period of time.
Sometimes when a teenager makes a mistake, or his mother makes a mistake, Simon will beat them with a whip, five lashes at a time, take off his coat and beat them on his back.
Each punishment will be impressive. When he heard the punishment, the young man showed a look of fear in his eyes, and his head dropped lower.
"If it's all right, go and do your business. Remember to close my door..." Mr. Simon rubbed his wrist, picked up his pen and began to write hard.
In fact, he had a typewriter here before. It was the kind of typewriter that could be pushed back with a push of his hand.
However, he didn't use it later. First, he wrote letters very often, but it's impossible to write every day. Secondly, the ink belt needs maintenance, and so does the typewriter.
He spent much more money on this than the typewriter itself, and his typing skills were not very good. Finally, he gave up.
The young man stood at the door and was silent for a moment. Simon looked up at him again and nodded slightly. It was like asking him why he didn't leave and what he wanted to do?
The boy bowed slightly and closed the door. There was only a rustle in the study and a Mr. Simon who was more and more looking forward to returning to his real home and enjoying the warmth of his real family.
The more he has such an idea, the more urgent he is. Even if the children on his side have no feelings for him, everything depends on money.
Even if his wife has cheated and has a lover, he thinks it's his fault. He did it wrong first, and he will make up for it when he goes back.
He can't stand the barbarian look of the children here. He can't stand the strange smell that can't be removed from his wife. He's had enough. He's going back!
The boy returned to his room at a loss. When he passed his mother's room, he didn't even notice that his mother shouted his name.
He returned to the room, closed the door, threw himself heavily on the soft bed, and looked at the sand tent. He became more and more confused.
He could already feel, Mr. Simon's determination to leave, and... His determination to abandon them.
He could feel that decision. It was amazing. He didn't know how to do it, but he just knew that he and his mother were about to be abandoned.
Tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably. He didn't cry even when his father whipped him, because Mr. Simon said that the last thing a man should do is cry.
He hasn't cried since he was sensible. The more pain and injury, the more he has to smile, because this can meet Mr. Simon's expectations that he may not exist and comfort his mother.
But now, he cried. He was going to be abandoned after all. Moreover, according to the news from the housekeeper, Mr. Simon seemed to plan to sell everything here. He didn't even consider how the young man and his mother lived here.
This society is very cruel. If rich people like them have no money at all, those outside will treat them more severely.
For nearly twenty years, he was like an unpleasant stone. Sometimes he could play a little role and would be placed where he could touch at any time.
Now he has no effect and is about to be kicked away.
In his sadness, he thought of a passer-by who had a good conversation with him recently. He was a very interesting person. Unlike other nagali people, he hoped to end his life and have a good baby.
In this interesting young man, he felt something that the nagalils had never had, a spirit, an exciting thing.
It's a stubborn resistance.
It is a positive fight.
It's a fierce struggle.
Then use your will, body and hands to hold up a bright future!
People are very subjective creatures, especially when a person is very self-centered. Even if he goes too far and makes a mistake, he will not feel so. He will only think that everything is the attitude of others, not his own.Mr. Simon treats his children at home. His wife's attitude is not like a real father or husband, but in his own opinion, he has done what he should do.He provided the woman and child with a living foundation that 80% of the nagarian people could not enjoy, and gave them a rich life so that they could live well without working outside.He has given so much. If anyone is not satisfied, the problem must not lie with him.He thinks so and thinks so, but some onlookers, such as Mr. housekeeper, from the perspective of non parties, they can see that Mr. Simon really doesn't like the hostess and little master.At this time, the old housekeeper has vaguely guessed that master Simon may want to change the seller's property and leave here. As a housekeeper, he naturally can't interfere with master Simon's ideas and practices, butFacing the young master, the old housekeeper sighed gently. He didn't want it to be so, so he revealed something a little, even if the chance was slim."The master may... Intend to leave here.""Is he going to travel or do business elsewhere?" the young man didn't realize the problem at first.Although Mr. Simon was not good to him and his mother, he still took the most basic responsibility and provided him with a good growth environment.He can still go to school when others are busy for survival, so his feelings for Mr. Simon are very complex. Sometimes he will be very desperate, but sometimes he can comfort himself.The smile on his face suggested to the old discipline that the young man was not aware of the seriousness of the problem. He looked around and lowered his voice. "The master used to be a man of Preston firm. Now Preston firm has collapsed and the federal businessman has come. He may be planning to... Leave here completely and go back to where he came.""It doesn't matter whether I stay here or not. Anyway, I'm an old bone. Maybe the bumpy sea voyage will kill me.", there is a very special thing in his eyes, such as kindness and love, "but you're different, young master.""I don't know something. Maybe you can... Ask the master."After saying this, the old housekeeper sighed heavily again, and then left quickly, leaving only the boy standing in situ in a daze.It's not good news for Mr. Simon to leave. In fact, he has known over the years that his father has a family in another country, including another wife and children.This is not a big problem for teenagers. In nagariel, it is not a thing that people will scold capable men for taking care of more women and helping them realize their dream of reproduction.Some rich families have more than a dozen or even dozens of wives, but there is another aunt and a brother, and he doesn't care very much.But now, some things he deliberately ignored began to come to his mind.For example, Mr. Simon always puts the photos of his other family in the place he can see most easily, on the bookshelf, on the desk, on the desk and even on the cabinet in the living room.But here, there has never been a group photo of him and his family here.For example, he always writes letters to the family there on time, and every time he writes for a long time. Three or four pieces of stationery are full of things, but he rarely communicates with the family here, even if it is just a few words.For exampleToo many, for example, have brought the young man's mood back to a low ebb. Now the most important thing is to find out whether Mr. Simon is going to leave.He soon changed his face. In such a family, in such a family relationship, he had learned how to disguise himself."Father..."Two minutes later, he came to the outside of his study, looked at Mr. Simon with his head down on his desk and wrote something, and gave a soft cry.He stood outside the door and didn't cross the border even a centimeter inside, because Mr. Simon said that no one could enter his study without his consent, including the hostess and little owner of the house.The boy didn't dare to disobey Mr. Simon's request. The scar on his forehead seemed to hurt a little. In fact, he didn't feel it for a long time.Mr. Simon didn't look up and didn't even talk. He continued to do his work.About seven or eight minutes later, he put down his pen and rubbed his wrist. When he raised his head, the expression on his face was very cold, and his tone was the same, "you should be doing your homework or doing something else at this time."He meant that he didn't want to see the boy here. The boy pursed his mouth, lowered his head and continued, "yes, I just met grandpa housekeeper and heard something from him..." he summoned up the courage to look up at Mr. Simon behind the desk, "are you leaving?""Leave?", Mr. Simon's eyes became a little scary. "Who did you listen to, or did you say your own random guess?""I told you that I would tell you what you should know, but I don't want you to inquire about what you shouldn't know.""I won't punish you this time, but if there is another time, let me know that you guess or inquire, these punishments will be added together."Mr. Simon has a cane whip, which is used to beat the servants who have made mistakes. We can't be too kind to these nagary natives, otherwise they will try to cross the boundary between the master and servants step by step.A whip is a good thing to maintain one's authority. As long as it takes a few strokes, one can recognize one's position in a certain period of time.Sometimes when a teenager makes a mistake, or his mother makes a mistake, Simon will beat them with a whip, five lashes at a time, take off his coat and beat them on his back.Each punishment will be impressive. When he heard the punishment, the young man showed a look of fear in his eyes, and his head dropped lower."If it's all right, go and do your business. Remember to close my door..." Mr. Simon rubbed his wrist, picked up his pen and began to write hard.In fact, he had a typewriter here before. It was the kind of typewriter that could be pushed back with a push of his hand.However, he didn't use it later. First, he wrote letters very often, but it's impossible to write every day. Secondly, the ink belt needs maintenance, and so does the typewriter.He spent much more money on this than the typewriter itself, and his typing skills were not very good. Finally, he gave up.The young man stood at the door and was silent for a moment. Simon looked up at him again and nodded slightly. It was like asking him why he didn't leave and what he wanted to do?The boy bowed slightly and closed the door. There was only a rustle in the study and a Mr. Simon who was more and more looking forward to returning to his real home and enjoying the warmth of his real family.The more he has such an idea, the more urgent he is. Even if the children on his side have no feelings for him, everything depends on money.Even if his wife has cheated and has a lover, he thinks it's his fault. He did it wrong first, and he will make up for it when he goes back.He can't stand the barbarian look of the children here. He can't stand the strange smell that can't be removed from his wife. He's had enough. He's going back!The boy returned to his room at a loss. When he passed his mother's room, he didn't even notice that his mother shouted his name.He returned to the room, closed the door, threw himself heavily on the soft bed, and looked at the sand tent. He became more and more confused.He could already feel, Mr. Simon's determination to leave, and... His determination to abandon them.He could feel that decision. It was amazing. He didn't know how to do it, but he just knew that he and his mother were about to be abandoned.Tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably. He didn't cry even when his father whipped him, because Mr. Simon said that the last thing a man should do is cry.He hasn't cried since he was sensible. The more pain and injury, the more he has to smile, because this can meet Mr. Simon's expectations that he may not exist and comfort his mother.But now, he cried. He was going to be abandoned after all. Moreover, according to the news from the housekeeper, Mr. Simon seemed to plan to sell everything here. He didn't even consider how the young man and his mother lived here.This society is very cruel. If rich people like them have no money at all, those outside will treat them more severely.For nearly twenty years, he was like an unpleasant stone. Sometimes he could play a little role and would be placed where he could touch at any time.Now he has no effect and is about to be kicked away.In his sadness, he thought of a passer-by who had a good conversation with him recently. He was a very interesting person. Unlike other nagali people, he hoped to end his life and have a good baby.In this interesting young man, he felt something that the nagalils had never had, a spirit, an exciting thing.It's a stubborn resistance.It is a positive fight.It's a fierce struggle.Then use your will, body and hands to hold up a bright future!
