Each occupies a corner of the house, there is no bathroom, and everyone shares a toilet in the hall, which is often clogged and emits a disgusting stench. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoValenlia felt sick every time she walked into that hall, and despite that, she didn't let her grandmother go alone, otherwise she wouldn't be able to come back.

That day, they wrapped a cloth around Valeria's neck that had been soaked in an unpleasant liquid (which she later learned was methanol). They put her on the bed, undressed, and baked a small round glass against the candle, which was hot and snapped directly onto her bare back. Grandmother tried hard to comfort her: "This is called cupping, and it is a method of curing diseases handed down from the ancient Qianguo. She whispered in Valenria's ear. Pull out the cough and it will get better soon. But Valenlia didn't believe her, she was nervous, struggling, crying every time. The small glass makes a nasty lip-smacking sound every time it is pulled down at the end. She was afraid of the glasses, and even of the strangers, who would touch her body with cold, damp hands. Moreover, the glasses did not make her cough better.

"She's too weak." Mom said with tears in her eyes.

When Dad returned, he proudly took out a vial from his coat and pressed it into Mom's palm. "Cod liver oil," he said, "so that our little daughter can recover." Mom put her arm around Dad's neck, and the other strangers nodded in agreement. Valelia watched warily as her mother uncorked the bottle, brought a spoon, and poured some yellow, oily slime out of the bottle. She tried to pour it into Valenlia's mouth, but Valenlia was faster than her. Valeria fled, hiding behind her grandmother.

"Vally." Mom exclaimed, her voice sounding unusually harsh. Others also advised Valeria to take her medicine.

"You must eat it!" They said. "You have to listen to your mother."

Vallenia hid her head in her grandmother's skirt. That way they can't find her, they won't force her to eat that yellow slime.

"Come here, Valli," cried the mother, "please, child......" Despite the softness of her voice, Valelia could hear the anger in her voice.

"Come here, eat it," said Mom, "it's liquid gold!" ”

Mom knew she liked gold, that's why she said that.

Mom tried desperately to catch her. For the first time in her life, Valenlia was afraid of her, not of her grandmother: she didn't move, her back was a black mountain of safety, and she didn't say a word.

Mom managed to grab her hand and drag her out of her grandmother's skirt with all her might. She struggled, whimpered, and resisted with all her might.

"I don't want to eat the gold! I don't eat, no! Valeria cried out loudly, but her mother's hand was like a pair of iron tongs, clamping her hand tightly. Suddenly, Valelia heard a strange cracking sound, and she felt something hit her wrist like electricity. She cried out in horror.

Mom pulled Valenlia towards her, and Valenlia couldn't struggle anymore, her hand hurt too much. Hanging there, bent. Mom threw away the spoon, and the liquid gold splashed on the floor, smelling fishy.

Mom was so frightened that she covered her face with her hands. "What's wrong with your hand?" She stammered, "My child! Vally, I'm sorry for you. ”

Valeria struggled to support her hand, but it hung down again, and it hurt. The people in the room spoke loudly almost at the same time, and they stood in a circle around her, and everyone wanted to see her hand, grab her arm, and touch her with his hand.

Then it was her father who rescued her, and without saying a word, he picked her up and ran out of the dark, smelly hall into the street. She rested her head on his shoulder, her hands hurt so much that she was exhausted.

The old doctor put a hard white bandage on her severed hand, which was less painful now, and Valelia was proud of her bandage.

On the way home, Valelia saw a group of men in shiny black leather boots cutting an old man's beard, laughing and scolding at the same time.

"Don't look that way." The father whispered, holding her tighter, and he walked faster, but Valelia couldn't help but turn back. The old man crawled on the ground, his feet in shiny black leather boots kicking him until he couldn't move.

The grandmother told Valelia that her parents had sold a gold ring to buy cod liver oil so that she could recover sooner, but they were unable to do so. Valellia is no longer angry with her mother, she just proudly tells others that her mother broke her hand and shows them her bandages.

Mom is not happy that Valeria did this, is she still angry with me? Valenlia asked herself.

Mom no longer forces her to eat the yellow slime, but she forces Valellia to eat something else, telling Vallenia that "if you want to live, you have to eat". And felt incomprehensible about her refusal to eat. Mom still tries to feed her, always shoves things into her mouth, and she often spits them out. She kept vomiting and nauseating, forcing her mother to no avail. When she was chilling all over her body -- she was always chilling, and her mother was always trying to get her to eat. It's an ongoing struggle between them. "You see, you're cold, it's because you're too skinny and you're eating too little. Hurry up, eat something, and you'll feel warm. But it wasn't like that at all, and Valellia felt cold whether she ate or not.

Mom went out before dawn, and when she came back it was midnight, and she looked tired and pale. Once, Valeria asked her grandmother what her mother was doing outside all day. "Sweep the streets, clean the toilets." Grandmother replied briefly. Mom was often so tired that she couldn't get up at all in the morning. Like Valenlia, she was chilled all over, even though she had eaten.

My father rarely came back, and my grandmother said he was working on the construction team. Then she fell silent and stopped answering any of Vallenia's questions. She was just sewing there, and the sound of the sewing machine clicking reassured Valeria again.

One day at noon, a man brought my mother back. He said she fainted while working. The doctor came and said she had a high fever, and Vallenlia asked the doctor to see how well her hand was recovering, but he left in a hurry. "Won't you prescribe some medicine for her?" Grandmother called him behind him.

"There's not much medicine left," he said, his voice sounding bitter, "to keep her warm and drink more." ”

Vallenlia is glad that her mother has a fever and wants to keep warm, because Vallenia is lying next to her, and Vallenlia can warm herself with her hot body. Mother's hot body made her feel very comfortable, as hot as a fire on the stove, and Vallenia felt it all over her body.

A special day had arrived, and unlike the previous ones, it was Valenlia's birthday. Valelia was three years old that year, and her maternal grandparents, as well as little Liuda, came to see her, and Vallenia was not familiar with her maternal grandparents. She had met her grandfather and had seen her mother talk to him before. He was her father, when Valenlia was very young, in his bakery, and he put her in the bread basket, and Valeria saw his big red face, with a white whirling beard on it, hovering above her. He was laughing, smelling the smell of bread, and he was holding a gold chain pocket watch that was ticking in front of her nose, the first memory of Valenlia......

Now he is here again, in the ghetto, and he is different from the others, he is a noble man. Valeria could tell right away, because he didn't pay much attention to the people around him. They are like thin air and have nothing to do with him. He wore a black coat with a fur collar, a sturdy hat, and a gold watch in the pocket of his waistcoat. He sat on Valenlia's parents' bed in the corner of the room, looked at her for a moment, and then sighed.

Valeria was sure that he had seen her have the same black eyes as her father, not like the eyes of little Lyuda who had just entered the house. How beautiful Tatsu Koyanagi looks! Her blue eyes flickered, her blonde hair reminded Valeria of the sun, and she wore a blue hat.

My grandmother looked very serious and stern, wearing a turtleneck, white pants, and a brooch with a golden human head pinned to the top of her dress. He wore shiny balls on his ears and his gray hair was tied in a knot. She folded her hands and smiled at Valenlia, who turned her face away. Valeria wanted to find her real grandmother, who had just been accompanied into the house by her parents.

Now, all the people arrived, and they picked up Valeria and handed it to the others in turn. My grandfather still smelled of bread and tobacco. Little Lyuda took Valelia in her arms, and Valeria was able to touch her blonde hair. Grandmother pulled a package out of her handbag and asked Vallenia to open it with her own hands: it was a beautiful knit sweater: a round neck, small blue embroidered flowers. Mom put it on for Vallenia, who was very proud and felt so good in her new clothes.

Valeria thought, they all love me very much, don't they love me? They looked at me so sadly, frowning, and whispering something. It was so light that she could only understand a few words.

"It had to be like this...... Tomorrow morning at six o'clock ......"

"Relocation ......"

“…… There are only two suitcases...... Relocation ...... Warm clothes ......"

"Dress warmly," said Mom, holding little Liuda, "don't go, dear little Liuda," she begged, "you can't go!" You look so pretty, so like...... Russians. ”

"Nope." Xiaoliuda said that her expression was resolute, "I have to go with my father and mother." ”

"Ah, let her stay here, she's only sixteen! She's blonde and blue-eyed, and she has to stay here! Mom pleaded with her grandmother. Suddenly, tears welled up in her mother's eyes, she grabbed Xiao Liuda's arm, was she going to break her hand?

Grandmother turned her eyes to the side and stood up, "We have to go," she said stiffly, "and we'll let you know as soon as we get to that country." ”

Grandfather put on his hard hat, coughing, eyes sparkling, winking at Vallenia.

Maternal grandmother, maternal grandfather, and little Liuda only stayed for a while. Not enough for the two of them to get acquainted with each other in such a short period of time. They were already standing in the doorway, and Valeria could still see her grandmother's shining earrings and Little Lyuda's blue hat.

"But she's only sixteen!" Mom screamed behind them.

Then they disappeared into the night, into Vallenia's life, and Valeria never saw them again.

"I also want to be blonde like Ryuta-chan." Vallenia told her mother. She nodded, tears in her eyes once more, which made Valeria think it might be better not to speak again. In the evening, they stood around the kitchen table and sang a song, which was called "prayer", and they prayed for the dead in a language that Valeria could not understand, but Vallenlia felt their deep sorrow, and she saw that their eyes were like glass, and their eyes were motionless.

At some point, Valeria fell asleep tiredly.

Suddenly, Valenlia was woken up and carried to the kitchen, she felt what they were going to do to her, she looked around for her grandmother, but she was not there.

There was a bowl on the table, and they poured some very foul-smelling liquid from a green bottle, and now they grabbed Valenlia and tried to dip her head into the bowl. She struggled, cried, kicked her feet, but to no avail, so many strange hands, forcing her to do what she didn't want to do, they told her to close her eyes, grab the towel in front of her, and dip her head in the foul-smelling liquid. Valelia felt her eyes burn, and then they poured warm water on her head and wiped it dry, her eyes and skin still feeling hot.

Valeria felt she should cry, but it was too late.

Either way, she shouldn't have cried, because there was always too much noise in this overcrowded room.

Then Mom put a mirror in her hand, "Look at how beautiful you are now," Mom said, "Now you look like Little Ryuda." Then she cried again.

Valelia looked into the mirror, and her hair was blonde. But her eyes were still not blue.

And by the time she was able to turn her eyes blue, it was years later.

If it weren't for the sight of this little girl in this restaurant, Valellia would have almost forgotten her original background.

It was because he became blonde that he had the opportunity to get out of the sea of suffering and get a "new life......

Forget it, don't think about it......

Valeria struggled to break free from her memories and return to the reality in front of her.

O'Connor's action as a murderer has failed, which also shows how terrible Lin Yiqing is from the side.

I don't know much about O'Connor's specific actions, but my "husband", Colonel Pavlov, the military attache of the Russian embassy in London, knows a little more: according to him, the leaders of the "Secret Agent Bureau" met and thought that Lin Yiqing himself was a terrible samurai, very difficult to deal with, so they wanted to artificially create a murderer to kill him, and their plan was to let this murderer create panic in the city of London, and wait until the British attention was focused on the terrible serial murder case. Let this murderous maniac kill Lin Yiqing again to achieve a surprise effect.

However, the operation failed.

Lin Yiqing is not a person who can deal with a murderous maniac.

Of course, the leaders of the "Spy Agency" also considered the possibility of failure, so they chose an Irishman to do this, and asked the former Irish secret organization "Order of O'Lanch" to write a letter to the newspaper after the crime, deliberately signed "Gal the Anatomist" (the Irish name Gal means "singer" and "stranger"), and those who secretly assisted O'Connor disguised as the Scotland Yard Patrol were also Irish. to ensure that even if Scotland Yard were traced, it would only be traced to the Irish.

But Valeria was very worried that Lin Yiqing might find out about the Russian legation.

She had heard that most of the men who assisted O'Connor disguised as British policemen were dead, but one or two were wounded, alive and being treated in hospitals.

If they were interrogated by the London police, it would have been easy to find out that they had been hired by the Russians.

After thinking about it, Valenlia decided not to return to the embassy, and these days she was living in a hotel, waiting to change.

The task given to her by the "Secret Agent Bureau" is, to put it simply, to break into British high society as the wife of a Russian military attache in the United Kingdom, and find an opportunity to poison Lin Yiqing at a banquet.

This is not an easy job, and since receiving the task, Valelia has been thinking about how to carry out the operation indirectly, rather than doing it herself.

From the day she received the task assigned by the "Secret Agent Bureau", she never considered approaching Lin Yiqing in person.

She has a certain degree of confidence in her beauty and charm, but after seeing Lin Yiqing's two wives, she broke off the idea of seducing Lin Yiqing with her beauty.

That time, she saw the difference between Lin Yiqing and Prince Bertie.

By the way, that perverted Prince Bertie......

Is it okay to use hypnosis to control Bertie and let him poison Lin Yiqing?

Thinking of this, Valenria's eyes lit up.

How fitting it is for the British Crown Prince to do such a thing!

No matter how smart Lin Yiqing is, he would never have imagined that the dignified British crown prince would want his life!

And once this matter is traced, it will definitely be found on Bertie's head, which will be an unprecedented scandal for the British royal family! And Bertie's behavior will inevitably lead to the deterioration of relations between Britain and Qian, and what a favorable situation for Russia!

Thinking of the prize of 100,000 gold coins (the reward offered by the Russian Imperial Government for Lin Yiqing's head has exceeded 100,000 gold rubles), Valenria's heart actually jumped wildly.

I'm going to get this prize money and leave England and go to my favorite Switzerland, where I can buy a luxury villa built on the lake, find someone who loves me, live in it, and spend my whole day boating on the lake, and live on it for the rest of my life. Valeria said to herself. (To be continued.) )