Chapter 221

ADA has not eaten anything decent for days. She is eight years old. Her father was killed by a landslide while building a tunnel. Her mother ran away with a drunkard with a meager pension.

She was left with her two-year-old brother and fourteen year old sister.

The burden of the family fell on her sister's shoulder. In order to support her younger brother and sister, ADA's sister entrusted her relationship to start a spinning factory.

Not long ago, IDA's sister was injured while working, and her little hand was penetrated by the shuttle.

Misfortune never comes singly, but even greater misfortune befell the thin girl. Her wound was infected and her fever continued. Now she can only lie in the hospital bed and be taken care of by her eight year old sister.

ADA looked for food everywhere and begged, but she still couldn't make her brother and sister eat enough.

In order to let her brother and sister eat more, she has not eaten a grain of rice for two days, only drank a few bowls of hot water with withered grass.

Later, I must go to the factory again and ask the foreman to let him work in the factory.

Hunger made her lack of strength, even the strength to stand up.

"Old shoes, hats and clothes to sell ~"

in a daze, ADA didn't believe her ears, and there were people who wanted to buy old things, but still came to collect them.

ADA's family has no old shoes. They have three brothers and sisters. They only have a pair of shoes. Usually, her sister wears them when she goes to work. She doesn't wear shoes when she takes her brother at home or goes out to beg when he is asleep.

My sister said that she would buy her a pair of shoes when she was 12 years old and could work in a factory.

There are no old clothes. They are not covered.

If she saw other people's pieces of cloth outside, she would pick it up like a baby. Her sister worked in the factory and sometimes brought back some thread.

When they are more, they can be sewn together to make clothes.

That's how my brother's clothes come from.

I can't sell clothes. My sister said that girls should love themselves and dress neatly even if they are poor.

But the hat can!

The only thing her father tried to do was climb up the wall and take the broken hat.

When dad was still alive, he liked to wear this old felt hat on rainy days. When he held her, she would shrink under the old felt hat, feeling that all the cold and helplessness had disappeared.

Will dad blame himself?

However, if you don't change some money, the elder sister may really die, and the younger brother will starve to death. He is too hungry to speak. He just nests quietly in the corner of the warmest bed in the room, occasionally making a slight whimper.

Like a dying kitten.

Su Mo frowned and looked at his shoes stained by the dirty water in the street. He looked back impatiently and saw a small figure with a big broken felt hat coming towards him slowly.

Just now he heard the cry and turned his head, and he stepped on the sewage.

"Do you want a hat? Is this one OK?" Weak childish voice, powerless, and then Su Mo saw that the other party took the hat down and handed it to him. Behind the hat was a very pale and godless face.

"The hat It's really bad. You can't sell it by stealing it. " Su Mo took the hat in his hand and unexpectedly found that although the hat was broken, it was not very dirty. Its owner must cherish it very much.

"No, it's my dad's hat. He's dead." The little girl tried to smile.

"And your mother?" Su Mo's action on his hat should not be gentle.

"Let's go. Don't want us." The little girl's efforts were difficult, and she could not keep smiling.

"Who else is there in your family?" Su Mo sighed and squatted down in front of the child, reaching out to wipe the tears that had already flowed from each other.

"My sister, I, and my brother, sir, would you like to buy this hat? It's only fifteen coppers." The little girl stepped back to avoid Su Mo's hand, but almost fell down.

"Fifteen coppers, what are you going to do with them?" Su Mo asked curiously.

"I want to get a priest for my sister and buy a cake." The little girl tried to shrink her arms and let her short sleeves cover her cold skin as much as possible.

"Fifteen coppers are not enough. Please ask the priest for more money." Su Mo mercilessly broke the little girl's fantasy.

"I still have ten coppers. I asked the priest that only 20 coppers would do. He would perform a purification and a healing for my sister, so that my sister would be better."

"Can you show me around?" Su Mo felt that his throat was blocked.

He walked through the poorest alleys of Tallinn in the morning, but he had never been more touched by this scene.

"My sister said you can't take strangers home." The little girl shook her head, but she could not hold on. The violent shaking of her head brought her great dizziness, and she fell down to the side.Su Mo holds her and takes out a bottle of healing potion from her backpack.

Pop the cork and slowly pour it into the little girl's mouth. This kind of potion used by players has no special effect on NPC, but it's totally OK when drinking water.

The little girl didn't faint completely. She bit her lips hard to keep her awake.

"I bought this hat. It's very important to me. I'll offer a higher price, son. Now tell me where your home is and I'll send you back. Don't worry. I'm not a bad man."

The little girl doesn't trust Su Mo very much. She insists on going by herself, but she doesn't object to Su Mo going to her house with her.

It's a small broken house. It's very small. It's low and humid. But the broken places outside are covered with mud. The cold wind won't blow in, so there is at least a higher temperature inside than outside.

After su Mo went in, he smelled a rotten smell.

After the war, he knew that it was the smell of infection, and there was a quiet girl lying on the only bed covered with hay and rags. If there was no treatment, she might not be able to survive the dark.

A little boy shrinks at the girl's feet and stares at the girl. Even when Su Mo comes in, he doesn't look up.

There is nothing in my family.

The hat in my hand is one of the few properties of this family.

"Sir, can you buy my hat now?" The little girl looked forward to Su Mo, she hoped that Su Mo would not suddenly change her mouth after visiting her shabby home.

"Yes, I decided to buy this hat. Here are ninety-nine silver coins. I think the hat is worth so much money. It's a magic hat." Su Mo fiddled with his hat and put it on his head.

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