The little fat man Lester was puzzled, and he squinted at the young messenger, but he didn't see anything wrong.

But he looked the messenger up and down, and thought to himself, "This messenger boy is good-looking, quite manly." And, well, the body looks pretty strong. There is nothing else wrong. ”

"Ahh The little fat man hammered his fist and exclaimed.

The messenger asked curiously, "What's the matter, this fat gentleman." ”

"Hmph, stupid people are so weird." The lady snorted coldly, looking at the sloppy little fat man Lester.

The little fat man Lester smirked and scratched his head: "Nothing else, nothing else!" I just suddenly figured out a problem that had been bothering me for a long time. ”

The young messenger shrugged, "Oh, then it's not convenient for me to ask. ”

The little fat man smirked, and he thought, "Good looks, strong body." Uh-huh, uh-huh. ”

He had already seen the cyan "grass" growing on his eldest brother's head, but with this appearance, it was estimated that the green hats on his eldest brother's head had accumulated a lot of height.

The little fat man Lester smiled and said nothing, if the eldest brother did not acquiesce to his second brother being swept away, he would naturally intervene in this ugly thing.

But his eldest brother, who has soft ears and is affectionate, sat back and watched himself being swept away, and swallowed all his father's property by himself.

Now, except for sacrificing dignity and receiving a little money every month, the brothers are simply strangers to each other.

As for how many green hats he has on his big brother's head, and how many green hats he will bring in the future, it's none of his business with Fat Lester.

And this invitation, this invitation is an opportunity to enter the social occasion of high society, the opportunity is rare, how can you not grasp it.

Lester, the little fat man, volunteered: "I am Mr. Garas's younger brother Lester, since my eldest brother is not here." I could go to the banquet for him. ”

The young messenger looked the little fat man Leicester up and down, looked at the little fat man's clothes covered with soot on the mountain, and then looked at the lavishly decorated manor behind him. The messenger was incredulous: "You?? This Mr. Leicester, don't joke. ”

The little fat man Lester tapped his chest with the palm of his hand, and he said with a smile: "I am really the younger brother of the owner of this family." Gallas Brewer's younger brother, Lester Brewer. ”

The young messenger shook his head, and said that he did not believe the little fat Lester's words at all: "Please be respectful Mr. Leicester, and don't joke, this is a banquet for Lord William Brand, not a joke." ”

The little fat man opened his mouth, still trying to argue.

Seeing that the conversation at the gate of the manor was endless.

The lady on the other side of the iron gate became more and more angry, and finally broke out: "Enough!!" ”

Both the young messenger and the little fat man Lester looked at the angry lady in amazement, only to see the lady cough softly twice to ease the embarrassment of the scene, and then said: "Mr. Messenger, I know you are incomprehensible, but this fat man is really my husband's brother. ”

The young messenger listened to the noblewoman's explanation, and still did not believe it, since the fat man was the younger brother of the owner of the manor, why was he still dressed in such tatters? Like a worker who has just come out of a coal mine.

The lady was thinking about how to explain. The egg hurts

But the little fat man Lester leaned against the iron fence, and he said calmly: "It's my father." It was my father who thought I was incompetent and a drag on the family, and he left a will for my eldest brother to inherit all the property and not give me a penny. If it weren't for the kindness of my brother and sister-in-law, who disobeyed my father's will and gave me plenty of silver coins every month, I would have starved to death by now. ”

When the lady heard the explanation of the little fat man Lester, she suddenly felt that it was so perfect that it was simply impeccable, and that she suddenly had a glorious image, and was naturally very satisfied with the "facts" that she knew for the first time.

As everyone knows, the little fat man Lester Brewer is just taking care of the family's face, and he doesn't want to waste time now, so he came up with this statement temporarily.

The young messenger listened to this passage word for word, accepted the explanation, and bowed lightly to the lady at the door: "What a kind lady. ”

"Where, where." The lady pushed open the iron door, and she reached out and picked up the invitation in the messenger's hand and threw it to the fat little Lester.

He took the young messenger to the manor, and the noblewoman said, "Lord messenger, don't waste time here, come in and have a cup of tea, and rest." ”

The young and handsome messenger was puzzled, and he said, "Madame, but I am not thirsty now." ”

"Alas, how can you not be thirsty after running such a long way. Don't hold on, it's rude. The lady took the young messenger by the sleeve and went all the way to the main building in the manor.

"But ........"

"Nothing. If I don't accept guests, then I'm also rude. The lady said.

The young and handsome messenger honestly closed his mouth and followed the noble lady in, to tell the truth, this woman was not bad-looking, and she would not lose a piece of flesh or blood when she went in for a cup of tea. It's never too late to have a drink and go.

Little Fat Lytes looked at the scene in the manor, and he smacked his lips as he watched a big green hat rise from the manor.

Finally, Lester shrugged, took the invitation with the bright red cover, and hummed all the way home.

When he got home, he put all the silver coins in the box under the bed, then lay down on the bed for ten minutes to rest, took off his clothes and went to the humble shower in the basement for a quick shower.

It only took ten minutes for him to clean his chubby body.

He went to the closet to look for suitable clothes for the banquet, which was still an hour away, that is, at half past seven o'clock in the evening, and the place was only a fifteen-minute walk from the Füssen Street.

So, Lester the little fat man has a lot of free time to pick out a set of clothes for himself, even though he doesn't have many clothes.

Although life is very hard, the little fat man Lester maintains a motivated mentality, although he has no money, he has long been lying in his wardrobe with a set of formal clothes that can barely go to the banquet.

Lester Brewer, a little fat man, took out a gray long-sleeved shirt, a set of black trousers, and a pair of cheap leather shoes from his closet.

"I didn't scrape together enough money in time to buy a better set of tops and pocket watches." Lester Brewer struggled to smooth out the wrinkles on his clothes. "If I had those things, it would have helped my image."

Lester Brewer waited for his body to dry, and immediately put on his slightly shabby formal suit, patted the dust off his leather shoes, and looked at his honor in the mirror at the door of the basement.

Finally, I used my hands and a little water to straighten the top of my hair.

"I've finally made some human appearances, maybe there will be peerless beauties who can take a fancy to me." Lester Brewer thought self-deprecatingly.

Finally, he smiled, pushed open the basement door, and stepped onto the ground.