"The story? Yes...... I want to think about it...... Well, there you have it, I'll tell the story...... Mary, do you want to listen? ”

Ma Long was stunned for a moment, and then immediately thought that he was an earthling who was familiar with "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales" and "Grimm's Fairy Tales", and hurriedly replied. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Can you tell me a story, then?"

Maria continued to ask in her glutinous voice.

"Yes, of course!"

Marlon replied without hesitation - who would refuse such a pitiful request of such a little girl?

Maria, who had received an affirmative answer, looked very happy, and she quickly climbed to Marlon's side, and then lay down.

Marlon was glad to see that Maria did not think of herself as an outsider, and he quickly lay down, of course, he did not forget to put the quilt on Maria's body.

But it seemed that Maria needed more than just a quilt, for she quickly spoke again.

"Huh? Where's my pillow? ”

The little girl asked softly.

"Oh, oh, ...... here"

Marlon hurriedly raised his head in embarrassment and gave one of the two pillows that had been stacked on top of each other to Maria.

"Thank you, Sir Lothar."

The little girl politely took the pillow and put it under her head, then turned her head sideways, staring at Malone without blinking.

"Ahem, then I'll start telling the story...... Once upon a time, there was a little girl about the age of Mary, and her name was Little Red Riding Cycle......"

Faced with Maria's expectant eyes, Malone felt that he could not let her down, so he began to tell the famous fairy tale.

……

"In the end, Little Red Riding Hood returned home safely, met her mother, and our story ended."

When he said this, Malone finally breathed a sigh of relief - he had just learned that it was not so easy to tell fairy tales to children.

At the very least, while recalling the content of the story, melding down the details in his own words, and paying attention to whether Maria is asleep, is not an easy job for Marlon.

"It's over?"

Mary was still not asleep, but she seemed to like the story.

"It's over."

Malone replied.

"Little Red Riding Hood doesn't have a father, only a mother...... Just like me. ”

Mary said suddenly.

"Huh? This, I ......"

Marlon didn't expect Maria to notice this detail, he quickly opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say - he knew that he should have added a little bit of Little Red Riding Hood's dad role.

"But I don't have a grandmother...... I don't know if those cakes are good or not. ”

Thankfully, Maria was just a little girl, and she quickly diverted her attention.

"If Maria wants to eat, will you let your mother make it for you tomorrow?"

Malone breathed a sigh of relief, and then coaxed the little girl to say.

"Good! …… By the way, Rubes is also a wolf, but it's white, not a big bad wolf...... Will Rubes eat me like the big bad wolf eats Little Red Riding Hood? ”

It is clear that Mary, like any other child, is interested in cakes; She nodded in response to Malone's words as she began to worry about Rubos.

"Of course not, Rubes is a ...... Good wolf, don't eat people. ”

Malone hurriedly replied - now he regretted his death in his heart, not to mention that this story evoked Maria's memories of her father; Telling this story at night will also scare the little girl; Not to mention that there is really a big white wolf sleeping there downstairs...... How nice it would be to know what kind of story you would tell about the ugly duckling, Cinderella, etc.?

"That'...... Can I get Rubous to pretend to eat me and go to its stomach to see it? ”

Maria asked innocently.

"No, absolutely not...... Alright Maria, stop thinking about Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf, and I'll tell you a separate story......"

As Maria's rich associative abilities become more and more outrageous, Malone decides to change the subject before the little girl asks if she can open Rubeus's belly to see if there is a Little Red Riding Hood inside.

"One day, a mother duck gave birth to a strange egg ......"

Without waiting for Maria to ask any more outrageous questions, Malone has already begun the next story; This time, Maria listened attentively, but at the same time, she slowly closed her eyes.

……

"Sir Lothar, you see my Mary...... Is it so? ”

When Vera slammed open the door of Marlon's bedroom in a panic and asked loudly about her daughter's whereabouts, she was stunned at the door.

Vera found that her daughter, who didn't know where she had gone, was sitting up from Marlon's bed with her eyes rubbed, and when she saw herself, Maria's face immediately showed a big smile and she opened her arms.

"Mary, my daughter...... It scared the hell out of me......"

Vera excitedly threw herself on the side of Marlon's bed, hugged her daughter tightly, and said in shock.

"Ahem, Vera, that, last night, Maria ......"

Marlon, of course, was also woken up, and he quickly sat up, stammering to Vera explaining why her daughter was in his bed.

"That's right......"

Fortunately, Vera did not suspect that Marlon was the kind of aristocrat with such a special habit as liking little girls, she listened to Marlon very calmly, and then nodded.

"What happened to the ugly duckling?"

Just as Marlon and Vera were looking at each other, Maria, who was being held in Vera's arms, suddenly asked.

"What ugly duckling?"

Vera asked, surprised.

"That's the story that Sir Lothar told me yesterday...... But I fell asleep and didn't hear the ending......"

Seeing that Sir Lothar and her mother were looking at her, Maria bowed her head timidly, but explained in a whisper.

"That's right...... Sir Lothar, I'm going to prepare breakfast for you...... I'm really sorry, but Maria kept pestering you to tell you stories last night, so you definitely didn't rest, right? It used to be her dad......"

Vera stood up and apologized to Malone as she said goodbye; But as she spoke, at the mention of Mary's father, her eyes turned red again.

"Don't say that, Mary is really sensible and doesn't like to be noisy at all...... As for me, Vera, you don't have to worry, I slept well...... By the way, Vera, if you're going to prepare breakfast, let Maria stay here, just ...... I could finish that story with her. ”

Marlon hurriedly comforted Vera and said.

"But...... Sir Lothar, you'd better rest a little longer......"

Vera glanced at her daughter's expectant gaze and agreed, but hesitated - after all, the young widow knew that there was more to the town than her mother and daughter; If Malone does not rest well, it is likely to affect the safety of the entire refugee team.