Chapter 42: The Poor Family
Sivir's house, a very old-looking courtyard, the low courtyard walls have collapsed a lot, the white house has peeled off a lot, revealing the earthy yellow stones inside, and the dome of the house has also produced many cracks, full of traces of repair.
At this time, two figures stood at the door of the room, staring out the door.
"Sister Yali, I'm hungry!" Holding her rumbling belly, the five-year-old Kelly pulled the cuffs of an eight- or nine-year-old girl in front of her, and shouted pitifully, her big black eyes staring closely at the door, the long-term malnutrition made her a little petite, weighing just over twenty pounds, and her skin was a little dull.
"Coolie, Sister Sivir will be back soon, obedient." Touching Klee's little head, Yali comforted, and her big eyes were also looking out of the door, with a hint of anxiety in her eyes, hoping to see their sister's figure.
Normally, at this time, Sivir would always come back and bring them a black loaf or two, and occasionally white bread, but now that he hadn't returned, Yali couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Heaven forbid, Sister Sivir must not have any accidents!" Yali closed her eyes and prayed reverently in her heart.
The poverty of life has taught her a lot at the age of nine, even more mature than some adults, she knows that the work of Sivir leading the way for travelers will offend many people, although Sivir is a good warrior, and now he is a one-star warrior of black iron, but he can't help others to besiege him.
One day last winter, when noon came, but Sivir did not come back, and did not come back until dusk, her clothes were dusty and messy, and there were black bruises everywhere on her body, and there was a wound on her forehead, and the blood was still oozing out, and she fainted as soon as she entered the house, and she was almost lost in fear.
If Aunt Erie hadn't come to visit them that night, Sivir might have died.
"Sister Yali, Sister Xavier is back!" Looking at a familiar figure that appeared in front of the courtyard, Klee screamed in surprise, interrupting Yali's prayers, her big black eyes were full of happiness, and she ran up quickly.
"Klee, are you good at home today!" Holding the trotting Klee in his arms and kissing her on the cheek, Xavier asked with a smile.
"Good, Klee is very well-behaved!" Hugging Sivir's neck, Klee sniffed her little nose and said a little coquettishly: "However, Klee is so hungry that her stomach growls non-stop." β
Hearing Klee say this, Sivir felt inexplicably sour in his heart, looking at Klee's petite and thin body and the clothes he wore when he was a child, there were patches everywhere on the clothes, and they had been washed and stripped off.
"Klee, come down, my sister must be very tired!" Yali stepped forward.
"It's okay, Yari." Restraining the complicated emotions in his heart, Sivir showed a bright smile and walked into the old house, "You two guess what delicious food my sister brought today!" β
"Is it white bread?" Greeting in Sivir's arms, thinking of the sweet and glutinous taste of the white bread, her saliva couldn't help but stay, and she asked with a look of hope.
Yali couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of water, white bread is a food that can only be eaten during the tourist season in Alia City, when Sivir's business is very good.
"Little glutton!" Wiping the saliva from the corner of Klee's mouth, his fingers flicked Klee's forehead, and Sivir said with a smile: "I only guessed half right!" β
"Look what this is!" Sivir opened the package behind him, took out the roast meat that was tightly wrapped in oil paper, tore off the oil paper outside, and the burnt butter roast was presented in front of Yali and Klee, exuding a burst of tempting aroma.
"Barbecue!" Klee's big black eyes stared at the barbecue tightly, and a trace of saliva couldn't help but slip from the corners of her mouth, "Sister Sivir, I want to eat." β
Yali also swallowed her saliva in a big gulp, counting the days, since the last Jialan Festival, she hadn't eaten meat for most of the year, although Sivir occasionally brought back a few small pieces of meat, but she was sensible and left it to her sister.
"Klee, let Sister Xavier eat first, my sister must be very hungry outside!" Holding Klee's hand, Yali held back her strong hunger and held Klee in her arms, saying a little seriously.
"No need, my sister has eaten a lot of good food outside!" Sivir smiled and waved his hand, patted his bulging lower abdomen, put the roast meat on the plate, and said with a smile, "Yali, Keli, let's eat it." β
"Let's give it to Klee, it's time to grow your body! I'll eat bread and that's it. Forcibly looking away from the bread, Yali pushed the plate in front of Klee and swallowed.
"Eat with peace of mind, I bought two servings of barbecue!" Sivir smiled, opened another portion of barbecue, handed it to Yali, gently scratched Yali's small nose with his fingers, and said dotingly: "You are sensible!" β
"I met a good traveler today and earned a gold coin! For the next month or so, you can eat enough every day! Sivir said with a smile.
"Great! Klee never had to go hungry again. Hearing that she wouldn't have to go hungry for more than a month, Klee stood up happily and grunted and cheered with her little mouth stuffed with barbecued meat.
"Yes, yes, my sister must work hard to make money and raise Keli for nothing!" Sivir rubbed Klee's little head with great indulgence.
Although feeding her two younger sisters has brought her great pressure and prevented her from enjoying the beauty of her age, she is relieved that both sisters are very sensible and obedient.
After explaining his plans for the next few days to prevent her from worrying, Sivir left the house and went to Aunt Erie's hotel.
β¦β¦
In the afternoon in the city of Aliya, Sivir and Karley walked along the earth-colored granite road, stopping in front of an earth-yellow domed house that was not painted in white.
"This is it, sir, and Daddy Boya lives here." Sivir pointed to the earthy yellow house and said.
CarrΓ© wanted to find someone who was very familiar with the Sahara Desert to consult on something, not a scholar like Alice who knew the history of the Sahara Desert well, but someone who had been crawling around in the desert, after all, if he wanted to go deep into the Sahara Desert, he had to know some taboos in the desert and the skills to survive in the desert.
According to Sivir's knowledge, the one who knows the Sahara Desert best in Alia City is Boya, an old man who has entered the Sahara Desert nearly 10,000 times and stayed in the Sahara Desert for seventy or eighty years.
The recent update has been unstable, sorry!
In addition, I am so happy to thank Uncle Bing for being the first deacon of this book.
Well, there is also a sword broken thought, a recommendation ticket and a monthly pass that people break off and classmates will never give up, thank you very much, this book of mine has a monthly ticket ranking.
(End of chapter)