When she first opened the door, Galina was a little surprised by Brutus' visit, but after hearing the reason, she stepped aside and said, "Please come in, Mr. Brutus."
"Excuse me." Brutus nodded slightly and walked into the room from Galina, "I think it won't take too long. If you are willing, you can also check with me. I hope it won't affect your work.
Or life.”
Galina waved her hands quickly: "No, no, I think I'd better check with you. I happen to be free now."
Brutus stood at the door and looked around. The financial situation of Marcus's family looked very ordinary. There were only common furniture in the living room, and there were no decorations except a wooden vase with wild flowers, but it looked very clean.
, it must be cleaned frequently.
Brutus walked toward the house, with Marcus and Galina following behind him. While he asked Galina whether each piece of furniture needed repair, he roughly checked the solidity of the tables and chairs, and then wrote something in the ledger.
Draw the corresponding symbols.
The inspection of the furniture in the living room did not take much time, and Brutus only asked Marcus and Galina for their opinions on the bedroom - after all, as a new arrival, he was not suitable for inspection.
"I am really grateful to you for taking care of Marcus recently." After the inspection, Galina thanked Brutus and said, "Before you came, he brought a bunch of children to make trouble in the village every day.
I feel more at ease now, and I can still do some things with you."
"It's normal for children to be like this. Well, I was almost like this when I was a kid. I always made some annoying noises." Brutus smiled, "It will get better after you become more sensible. I believe Marcus
It is also changing in this direction.”
He looked back at Marcus, who had been silent since entering the room: "Are you right, Marcus?"
"Yes, I'm working on it."
Galina looked at the serious Marcos and smiled slightly, with conspicuous dimples on both sides of her slightly pale cheeks.
She looked at Brutus' face, thought for a while and asked: "Mr. Brutus, could you please have a cup of tea at our house?"
"Ah?" Brutus wanted to refuse in his heart. He also planned to visit a few more shops in the morning to finish his work early.
But Brutus changed his mind after Marcus gently tugged on the hem of his clothes: "Okay, please, Ms. Galina."
Just like that, he sat at the square table, staring at Marcus who was sitting opposite him. Brutus felt that it would be great if he could master the group voices in novels and comics, and faced each other awkwardly like this
It's really torture to watch...
After a few minutes, Galina placed two wooden cups on the square table, then picked up a kettle and filled the cups with tea: "This is mint tea I made with the mint I picked in my free time. It's nothing."
I beg your pardon for entertaining Mr. Brutus."
The situation seems a little bad...Brutus always feels like something is going to happen.
"Thank you." Brutus picked up the wooden cup in front of him and blew air into it to cool it down as soon as possible. I have to say that the aroma of the mint tea inside significantly improved his sluggish spirit, but he
I didn't rush to drink the tea, but just blew it.
"Marcus, you go and play with your friends first." Galina looked at Marcos with a hint of apology in her eyes.
Brutus felt that he should go out with Marcus, but he still sat quietly, waiting for Galina's next move.
After Marcus left, Brutus held the wooden cup and looked at Galina, waiting for her explanation.
"Marcus's father passed away two years ago, and the family has little savings. I am busy with work in the village and don't have much time to take care of Marcus. So I asked Mr. Brutus to help me while he stayed in the village.
Please keep an eye on him, he also told me that you agree to teach him to read and write..."
"But I can't get any reward, so -" She seemed to hesitate, biting her red lower lip with her teeth, and placed her right hand on the button on her chest.
Brutus probably knew what this was, and he put the wooden cup on the square table: "There is no need to pay any reward. This is just a piece of cake for me. I can only stay in the village until autumn, so
I can’t make any promises.”
He stood up and said in a very calm voice: "But when I am in the village, I will teach those little guys well."
"I will not drink this tea. I would like to take my leave, thanks to Ms. Galina's hospitality."
Brutus walked out of Marcus' house calmly, and then took several deep breaths.
"Good guy, sleepy black tea, right? You wouldn't even dare to write that casually in a novel."
Although his moral bottom line is very flexible, he still has a subconscious rejection of this matter. As a staunch pure lover of the Party, he feels that this kind of thing still has to be based on your own will. Moreover, he only has theoretical knowledge, and he still
Never practiced it...
"Marcus, let's go to the next house." He called Marcus's name loudly. As expected, how could this guy really go to find his friend?
"Mr. Brutus, how did you know I was around?"
"Things that even an idiot can understand." Brutus patted his forehead, "Okay, let's continue working."
The two of them knocked on the doors of each house step by step and inspected them step by step. During the inspection process, Brutus memorized all his neighbors and became familiar with them.
Brutus clearly realized that the economic situation of the people in the village seemed to be poor, and the women he met gave more or less hints. The reason seemed to be simple and ridiculous-he was literate and willing to teach their children.
.
Afterwards, they marched silently on the dirt road in the village.
Brutus thought for a long time and finally said: "Marcus."
"Um?"
"I wouldn't do such a thing and never would."
"I understand, Mr. Brutus." Marcus's voice was obviously perfunctory and sounded weak.
"I have my pursuits, and you also have your lives." Brutus felt that he should hold a cigarette in his mouth, and he might look cooler when he said this, but unfortunately he neither smoked nor had any cigarettes, "Maybe
We were not originally from the same world, but we got to know each other because of fate."
"I stick to my own bottom line instead of following the ugly normalcy of society. What your mother did may be normal or even the norm in this society. But I think this behavior itself represents a pathology. It
The 'normal' it represents should not be normal."
"And it's impossible for a person like me to be complicit in this pathology."
Marcus looked up at Brutus, and he thought he saw a determination in Brutus's eyes that he had never seen before.
"So, Mr. Brutus, what is your pursuit?"
"Crush it, crush all the ugliness, follow a leader or lead everyone to create a peaceful world." Brutus looked at the little boy in front of him and said with a smile, "Then eat in this world.
Waiting to die.”
Marcus is full of doubts about Brutus' words: "Is there really such a world?"
"It is precisely because there is none that we need to create such a world."