Porta's home is not spacious, but in the parish of Taris, where land is at a premium, having such a small house is already the greatest wealth of the Porta family.

A kitchen doubles as a storage room, with a lot of dishes in the corner cabinet, but a thin layer of ash has fallen on the countertop.

Han Dongwen glanced at the small kitchen, and was surprised to find that although the home looked like a withered house, there were still many kinds of kitchen utensils, cakes, frying pans, etc., if it weren't for the back kitchen of a restaurant in West Asia, the average family would probably not have all these things ready.

Now, most of these various kitchen utensils have obviously not been used for a long time.

"How many people are in your family?"

Han Dongwen asked casually, and Porta replied, "Now...... It's just me and my mom. ”

The young man's appearance didn't seem to want to be more detailed, and Han Dongwen didn't force it, just nodded and continued to walk forward.

Across the small kitchen, there is a living room and a large bedroom, while Porta sleeps next to the large bedroom and is a storage room that has been cleaned up to serve as a small bedroom, with less space and light.

"Porta?"

A woman's voice came, none other than Loreth doing needlework in the living room.

"Got guests?"

Hearing his mother's words, Porta immediately walked into the living room quickly before Han Dongwen, leaned on Lowes and whispered a few words. Han Dongwen stood politely at the door of the living room, waiting quietly with a smile on his face.

"It's really ......"

After listening to what Porta said in her ear, Loreth suddenly showed a look of surprise on her face, and randomly propped up her chair to stand up with a smile on her face: "Sir, Porta and I have never had a chance to thank ......"

Seeing that her movements were a little reluctant, Han Dongwen immediately took a few steps forward to support Loresi's body, gently patted her shoulder and quietly stopped her from getting up with some difficulty, slightly retracted her chin and bowed her head: "Hello, my surname is Gu." ”

"Loris Lamia, please call me Loreth."

Her complexion was pale and pale, and her blonde hair had lost its luster and was a little gray due to malnutrition and weakness, Han Dongwen nodded, and sat down on another chair in the living room according to the other party's invitation, explaining his intention.

After listening to this, Loreth clasped her hands in front of her chin as if praying, and closed her eyes slightly: "There really will be a kind person like you...... Thank God, thank God. ”

"How does your body feel after taking the medicine?" Han Dongwen asked with concern.

Loreth spoke: "Okay, it's much better, it turns out that I can't get out of bed with a cough all the time, it's Porta who is taking care of me, my son...... Ahem, thank you to the church, thank you. ”

Han Dongwen showed a flat smile: "You can get out of bed now, it's a lot better, do you usually have repeated and aggravated situations?" Does the cough get worse at night than during the day? ”

Loreth shook her head, and looked up at Porta on the side: "Let's go and prepare dinner, and treat this gentleman well, he has come from afar, we must ......"

"No need."

Han Dongwen stood up and took care of his clothes: "I still have some things to do today, I will come to visit early tomorrow morning, and I may ask you to go out with me to buy medicine for your mother's recovery." ”

He reached out and rubbed Porta's hair, and it was clear what was going on in Porta's house, where even an extra dinner could be a burden.

Rejecting such an invitation is a good thing that he can do casually.

Porta didn't plan to say anything, but when he heard about tomorrow's events, he suddenly raised his head and said with some embarrassment, "First ...... Sir, does it have to be tomorrow? ”

"Huh? Isn't it convenient tomorrow? ”

Han Dongwen was a little puzzled, according to the calendar system of the Principality of West Asia, tomorrow is the rest day for the parishioners to worship.

Porta nodded with difficulty: "I'll ...... tomorrow I'm going to have to go to church to help, I'm afraid...... I'll get you out first, sir! ”

The last tone of his sentence was deliberately aggravated, and at the same time, he also took a step back slightly, and the meaning was very firm.

"Well, Ms. Lorres, then I'll take my leave, and you can rest well."

Han Dongwen saw what Porta meant, as if there was something inconvenient to say in front of his mother, he only nodded to Lores, and the other party leaned over the chair gratefully and gracefully and made a bowing gesture, and Han Dongwen walked out of the small home with Porta.

The door was shut, and the evening breeze was cold.

Han Dongwen watched Porta close the door and turned around, let out a sigh of relief, and asked, "Say, young man, what did you want to say just now?" ”

Porta looked at Han Dongwen and bit his lower lip: "Sir, actually...... Actually, I have a job in a winery now, and I still have to go to work tomorrow, and if you come to me tomorrow, I probably won't be able to leave. ”

Han Dongwen said strangely: "Is there anything you can't say in front of your mother?" ”

"Nope."

Porta shook his head: "Sir, you are from Simeng, I am afraid you don't know much about the affairs of West Asia and the Church of God, Mother is a devout Church of God, if she knew that I worked in a place like the winery, which is contrary to the teachings, she would probably be angry and hurt again." ”

Han Dongwen looked at Porta, remembered the bottle of "brandy" he gave away, and understood a little.

It seems that he secured that job.

"How old are you?"

Han Dongwen asked.

Porta replied, "I...... I'm seventeen years old. ”

"If you're seventeen, I'll be seventy." Han Dongwen said with a smile.

According to the standard laws of the Principality of Western Asia, it is clear that wineries should not employ children of this age.

Porta gritted his teeth: "My age doesn't matter, sir, I am grateful for you and your ...... The boss took care of my mother, but you also saw the situation in my family, and if I lost my job, it would ......"

Han Dongwen raised his hand to stop what the little boy was going to say next, and patted him lightly on the shoulder: "I know, it seems that you won't be free during the day tomorrow, so for your mother, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest tomorrow night." ”

"You're coming at night?"

Bota looked up, her eyes lit up.

Han Dongwen smiled and nodded in acquiescence.

“…… Thank you. ”

Porta nodded heavily, his waist straightened all of a sudden, and suddenly he seemed to remember something, and asked a little unconfidently: "Then, how much money do I need to prepare to ......?" ”

"No, I don't."

Han Dongwen shook his head: "This is a clinical trial, yes, my boss needs to test his medical skills, and your mother actually helped us." ”

"Clinical Trials......

Porta nodded in understanding, and didn't ask anything more, "Then, we'll see you tomorrow night, and I still have to prepare dinner for my mother, so I can't send you any more-"

"Go ahead."

Han Dongwen smiled and nodded, and watched Porta return to the house.

In this way, there is no problem for the time being.

During this time when Porta was going to work, he could just tell Chi Hanqing about Loreth's situation and ask her to judge which set of prescriptions to choose, so that this remote medical treatment could actually achieve seven or eight points, which was indeed smooth.

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