Chapter 9: One Hundred Dollars
In the living room, only John and Miss Philip were left.
After saying that sentence just now, John was a little surprised in his heart, but also sensitive to Miss Philippe's embarrassment, especially when Lina and Hans looked at her with a strange gaze at the same time, this embarrassment made her face blue, and her teeth almost bit her lips blood.
When the students immediately understood the teacher's feelings.
As a descendant of a traditional European aristocracy, Miss Philip has always valued her honor above all else, and even when she came to the Huntelaar family to work as a governess, she always tried her best to maintain her image and dignity.
No one knows this better than John.
But today, she ran to the door so disgraced, opening her mouth to need John's help, which is very different from her usual image, I am afraid that it is not the situation that is strict to the inevitable Cheng dΓΉ, Miss Philip will definitely not be like this.
John was even certain that even if he faced death, the proud lady would not have been able to do so!
So John immediately let Hans and Lina out of the drawing-room, and asked Miss Philip to sit down on the sand, and then asked in a low voice, "Miss Philip, don't be in a hurry, please speak slowly, what is going on?" β
Miss Philip's eyes flashed with gratitude for what John had just done, and she then gritted her teeth and whispered, "John, I...... I want to ......"
Although she seemed to have made up her mind, when it was time to speak, Miss Philip's lips seemed to have been glued together, but she couldn't say anything, and the shame and entanglement on her face were clearly seen by John beside her.
John, who was a two-man man, suddenly understood in his heart.
Without thinking much about it, John's voice lowered a little and whispered, "Miss Philip, is there something difficult in the family?" If you need money, I have some in my study, and you can go up with me. β
"Thank you, thank you John."
The moment she heard John's words, Miss Philip's eyes suddenly turned red, and her expression was as if she was about to cry, and the grievances in her heart could be imagined.
After confirming his guess, John quickly stood up and whispered, "Miss Philip, please follow me upstairs." β
With a hard sniff, Miss Philip got up from the sand and followed John to the study on the second floor. When John closed the door and was about to go to the drawer to get the money, Miss Philip suddenly stepped forward and whispered, "I'm sorry, John." β
"Why say you're sorry?"
John's brow furrowed slightly, and he asked in a low voice.
"I probably won't be able to come over for the next two weeks."
Miss Philip lowered her usual haughty head, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I have come to ask for your help, but I ......"
Before the other party could finish speaking, John shook his head and said with a smile, "Miss Philip, don't say any more." I don't know much about you, but I do know one thing, and that is that if you don't have something really important, you wouldn't be like that. Don't worry, I'll explain this matter to my grandfather. β
"Thank you, thank you."
Listening to John's words, Miss Philip's voice choked again.
Sighing secretly in his heart, John quickly opened the drawer on his desk with the key, then took out an envelope from it and handed it over, and said in a low voice: "Miss Philip, there are three hundred dollars in it, is it enough?" β
"Enough, enough!"
When she heard that it was three hundred dollars, Miss Philip was startled and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "Actually, it doesn't need that much, just one hundred dollars is enough." β
Miss Philip's weekly salary was twelve dollars, and three hundred dollars was a little more than what she earned in half a year, a figure that frightened her a little.
John did not hesitate, he took out two hundred dollars directly from the envelope, then stuffed the envelope into Miss Philip's hand, and said softly: "Miss Philip, you can use this money first, if you need anything else, please come to me again...... Rest assured, this money is my own and has nothing to do with anyone else! β
He did not insist on giving the other party three hundred dollars, but only emphasized in a low voice that it was his own money, which made Miss Philip feel even more grateful to him at this time.
"I, I'll definitely give it back to you!"
Holding the envelope containing a hundred dollars tightly in her hand, Miss Philip bit her lip vigorously, then gave John a salute and turned away.
John didn't leave the study, he looked at Miss Philip's somewhat hasty figure, and couldn't help sighing.
From the bottom of his heart, John still liked the haughty, reserved, and extravagant governess he had before, but after today's incident, whether or not Miss Philip could solve the problem with the hundred dollars and return to the Huntelaar house to teach herself, John knew one thing very well, and that was that the relationship between the two could not go back to the way it used to be.
"I hope she's a qiΔ shun lΓ¬."
After a moment of silence, John stepped forward and closed the door to his study, and sat back in his chair. Only this time, his feet were not cocked, he just sat quietly, his white face flickering in the light of the kerosene lamp, and he didn't know what he was thinking......
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Miss Philip's affair was like a little episode in life, and soon no one paid attention to it anymore.
Without the afternoon art class, John had a lot of free time, which gave him more energy to prepare for his grandfather's birthday. Of course, in the end, he came up with two good things, and for the sake of practicality, he decided to make both.
He spent several afternoons in a factory.
This factory is where the elder Huntelaar last asked someone to make a sample of a zuΓ² bicycle, and it was also run by a German immigrant, and the workers in it were even more Germans. In this era of the Great Migration, most of the immigrants in New York did not have any skills or culture, but the Germans were a notable exception, and skilled workers were the majority. This is why the elder Huntelaar repeatedly reminded Johann of his German heritage.
After a busy week, John finally got what he wanted by Saturday.
On Saturday afternoon, the guests arrived in 66 consecutive years.
Almost the whole Stone family was on the move, and the Funk family was also all there, and the cooperation on the bicycle made the relationship between the three families closer. Two or three of the elder Huntelaar's close friends arrived, filling the spacious living room.
Soon, John's opportunity to give a gift arrived.
There was nothing to show off, and John directly held a beautifully packaged cardboard box in front of old Huntelaar with both hands: "Grandpa, I wish you a happy birthday!" β
"Thank you, John."
Old Huntelaar, who was obviously in a very happy mood today, smiled slightly, took John's gift, and then asked with a twitch of his eyebrows, "Can I open it now?" β
"Of course."
John blinked and said with a smile.
Time can dilute a qiΔ, but it can also make something thicker. After more than half a year of getting along, John and old Huntelaar gradually let go of their guards and slowly became intimate. After all, both parties have only such a relative in this world, although they still can't reach the intimacy of ordinary grandchildren, but there is no longer the indifference of half a year ago.
Seeing that old Huntelaar was about to open John's gift, Emma immediately came over, and even Funk stared at the box expectantly. They all knew the details of this guy, so they were very curious about what this gift was. Only Joshua's face was calm, as if he had no interest in the contents of the box.
After opening the box three times and two times, old Huntelaar immediately saw the contents and was slightly stunned.
Two small boxes!
With a dumb smile, old Huntlaar simply put the box on the table, and then began to open the two small boxes. Soon, two very strange-looking things were taken out by him, and he looked at them strangely.
The people around him were also curious, and gradually surrounded them.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, John didn't sell it, and directly stepped forward and explained with a smile: "Grandpa, these are two gadgets designed especially for you. You look at this first, it's a knife, but I've designed a few more parts for him, there's a knife, there's a bottle opener, there's an awl, there's a screwdriver, and there's even an ear picker...... I don't know if it's going to work, haha. β
John made a little joke, but the others didn't laugh, they all stared at the "knife", and old Huntelaar looked at it with bright eyes, and couldn't put it down.
"What is this thing for?"
In the end, Emma was not interested in knives, and couldn't help but point to another gadget and ask.
"This is a razor!"
John quickly explained: "You can see, I wrapped the blade with a special design, which can not only shave, but also try to avoid scratching the skin......"
John was serious when he explained, because in his opinion, this plagiarized manual razor was much more valuable than a Swiss army knife. But after listening to the explanation, everyone quickly lost interest and turned their attention back to the Swiss Army knife.
"Uh...... What's going on? β
John was a little confused, but he was stunned for a while.
"Hehe, okay."
At this moment, old Huntelaar glanced at the curious eyes of the people around him, put the two things back in the box, and then smiled and said, "John, I like both gifts very much, thank you." β
John smiled, still wondering why everyone didn't seem to be interested in razors.
Old Huntelaar gave Hans the gift, told him to put it away, and began to beckon his old friends to go and taste the newly purchased red wine. John sat down with Joshua and Emma and talked about interesting things they had recently encountered. It's just that John is always a little absent-minded, just these two little things, in a few days, cost him nearly a hundred dollars, exactly the same number as the number given to Miss Philip, but the razor seems to be unexpected, which makes him a little depressed.
While chatting, Emma suddenly walked up to John and grinned, and said loudly, "John, I heard that you have a very good music teacher, today is your grandfather's birthday, do you want to play a song for us?" β
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