Grete followed the sound. The little girl who appeared in the room looked less than ten years old. She was skinny and had dark, curly brown hair. But what first caught Grete's attention was the girl's yellow face.
And the little hand, which was also yellow and dark, was resting on the door frame.
"you……"
He subconsciously made a sound. As soon as he opened his mouth, the little girl jumped in surprise and shrank back like a little rabbit. The washerwoman turned around and stood in front of Grete and bent down deeply, laughing harder than crying.
Ugly:
"Master Mage, please, please, the room is over there..."
She stretched her arms and pointed tremblingly at the other end of the corridor, like a female quail trying to spread its wings to block the bulldozer. But Grete raised his hand to interrupt her:
"etc."
He looked steadily into the room. He looked toward the direction where the little girl disappeared, and toward the unusually yellow face that disappeared from sight:
"Call her out. Let me see her."
"Master Mage!!!"
"Just scream when I ask you to!" The black-faced man pushed the washerwoman away. The woman staggered two steps and hit the wooden wall next to her with a loud clang. The black-faced man didn't care and strode into the room.
.
"Hey, don't—" Gretel shouted from behind. The black-faced man had already brought out a little girl who was screaming loudly and kicking and beating her. He hit Gretel in front of him and bent down to apologize:
"Master Mage, this is the child!"
"Don't do anything to them." Grete waved his hand. He squatted down, eye level with the little girl, and spoke as softly as possible:
"Little sister, your name is Jenny, right? Don't be afraid. I am a healer. There seems to be something wrong with your face. Let me see you -"
He stretched out his hand. Jenny retreated desperately, leaning against the washerwoman, and was hugged by her mother. Gretel held her little face and looked at it, then released a flash spell and observed it with the white light.
Her eyes:
"Strange, the sclera is not yellow? Little sister, open your mouth and let me take a look, ah——"
The girl shrank and pursed her lips tightly. Aurora bent down, squatted behind Gretel, and asked him in a low voice:
"What are you looking at?"
"Her face and hands are strangely yellow. If she is sick, the whites of her eyes should be more yellow, but the whites of her eyes are normal..."
Gretel hesitated, partly explaining to Aurora and mostly talking to himself. When he saw the little girl just now, he thought it was jaundice. However, jaundice causes yellowing of the skin and mucous membranes, which first appears on the sclera, the back of the hard palate and the
The mucous membrane of the soft palate will only appear yellowish when the degree is severe. Could it be that he saw it wrong? Speaking of which, he was not too familiar with the symptoms of Waiguo Keren...
While she was thinking hard, Aurora snorted behind her:
"Oh, it's dyed."
He stretched out his hand and a slight spell wave passed over the girl's head and face.
[Mage’s Trick·Cleaning Technique]!
In an instant, the withered yellow faded away, the stains disappeared, and everyone's eyes suddenly brightened up. Nestling in her mother's arms was a pretty little girl with blue eyes, soft blond hair, and delicate facial features. Even though she was so thin that her cheeks were concave.
Once inside, you can tell at a glance that she is a beautiful woman.
A face like this, in a slum like this, would bring trouble...
The washerwoman's face instantly turned pale. She bent down and hugged her daughter's head and face, as if this would make her daughter invisible. Grete sighed slightly, stretched out her hand to stop the black-faced man, and allowed the washerwoman to carry her daughter into the room.
He also raised his feet and followed in.
Looking at the room facilities, it seems that it is probably the residence of the mother and daughter. It is steamy and full of clothes that have been washed and are waiting to be ironed. There are two or three large wooden basins on the floor. As soon as the little girl enters the room, she automatically becomes self-conscious.
He squatted down to the edge of the wooden basin in the corner, turned his back to them, and began to wash vigorously.
Gretel pointed a finger, and a sheet flew up, and the void spread out, covering the little girl behind. The washerwoman breathed a sigh of relief, and Gretel hung up another sheet for herself, then sat behind the sheet and took off her shoes and socks.
, allowing the washerwoman to scrub quickly. He chatted with her pleasantly through the curtain:
"How much money can you make by washing a piece of clothing like this?"
"Look, look at the big ones...the big ones cost one copper each, and the small ones cost five coppers each...you have to give the boss a commission..."
"How much can you earn that day?" Grete frowned: "Is the boss the same man just now?"
"One day... a little better, 5 coppers, but bad luck, only 3... The boss is him, he takes the work and gives it to us..."
Gretel frowned. He still remembered that when he was in Heartland City, a loaf of black bread cost a copper, which was enough for him to eat for a day. There were two mothers and daughters in front of him. Is a loaf of black bread enough for them? Look at this,
The house may not be theirs, they still have to pay rent and buy charcoal for ironing clothes...
"By the way, what do you do with your usual meals? Do you cook them yourself? Where do you get the water?"
"Just...in the river next to..."
Just that messy smelly river?
Even if there is no plague, that kind of river water can kill healthy people in minutes!
Grete's face suddenly turned as ugly as possible.
When the washerwoman heard his silence, she became more and more afraid to speak. She lowered her head and ironed her shoes and socks, then brought them to Grete through the curtain, then took his pants and went to wash them. As soon as the clothes were soaked in the water, the wooden door bounced with a bang.
Open, a high-top leather boot covered with mud stepped in, almost stepping on the basin:
"Laura! When will you pay back the money you borrowed from me half a year ago?"
The washerwoman shrank reflexively. Before she could raise her head, she threw herself down to protect the basin, then raised her head tremblingly:
"Mr. Robert, pay it back next month, I will definitely pay it back next month..."
"Definitely?!" the visitor sneered. "You already owe me 15 silver coins! 15! If you don't pay it back this month, the interest will be compounded, which will be 2 gold coins! How much money can you make by washing clothes for a month? At the end of the month
If you don’t come out again, get out of my house!”
"Mr. Robert!" the washerwoman's voice was panicked. The man walked a few steps in the room and suddenly laughed:
"Forget it, I, Robert, am also a kind-hearted person and will not push you to death. How about - you give little Jenny to me and I will introduce her to a job? She is good-looking and I know a few people.
Words, you should be able to get a good price..."
"Mr. Robert!"
The washerwoman screamed miserably. The heavy footsteps kept coming, heading towards the corner of the house. For a moment, there was a soft cry of surprise from the corner, followed by the sound of the basin overturning, kicking, struggling, and calls for help.
Voice:
"Mom! Mom! Mom——"
"Auro, tell him to stop!"
Boom boom boom boom——
Aurora opened the curtain and came out, using a series of magic missiles to directly blow away the uninvited guests. After a while, there were only two mages left in the room, lowering their heads slightly and looking at the mother and daughter hugging each other.
"Little sister, are you literate?"
Grete whispered. The washerwoman hugged her daughter tightly and lowered her head tremblingly:
"Yes, yes...I taught her a little bit..."
It is really rare that both of them are literate in this world with an impressive average literacy rate. Gretel did not ask why the woman was literate, but lowered her body and tried to make herself smile more friendly:
"So, how about you two coming to work at my house? I bought a new house, and I just need a maid to take care of it..."