Chapter 119 Dream
"Alan...Alan...why don't you get up quickly..."
A gentle voice echoed in the boy's ears.
"You little lazy bitch, the sun has hit your butt..."
Twelve-year-old Allen turned over and muttered: "Mom, let me go again I'll take a nap..."
"Oh! There's really nothing I can do about you. If you love sleeping in so much, no girl will like you in the future."
"Well...I know...Mom, just for a little while..." The boy was fascinated He fell asleep again in a daze.
I don’t know how long it took, but he felt his mother gently touching his body and saying in a slightly stern tone: "I have to get up this time!"
Allen had no choice but to say goodbye to his dreamland reluctantly. When he opened his eyes, he saw his mother's hands on her hips with a slightly angry expression.
He climbed up from the bed, covered his mouth with his right hand, "Ah-" and yawned.
"I know, I know, I'll get up right now."
He started to get dressed slowly with a look of reluctance.
The mother sighed and complained: "Really, look at the little Tom next door. He gets up at dawn to help his mother cook. He doesn't like to sleep in as much as you do... Wait a minute, you have this What happened? "
Alan suddenly woke up and said hurriedly: "There is nothing wrong with me...ah, it was an accidental fall."
But my mother. Involuntarily, he grabbed the boy's arm and rolled up his underwear. Several bruises appeared on his body.
The mother's face instantly changed to a look of distress, and she asked anxiously: "What's going on...how did you do this?"
The boy tried his best to use a nonchalant tone and said: "It's really "It's nothing, Mom. I accidentally tripped and fell when I was walking downhill yesterday. These bruises were caused by that time."
But the mother can tell whether her son is lying. She. Staring into his son's eyes, he asked seriously: "Did you fight with someone else again?"
"I didn't..." the boy retorted hastily, but when he met his mother's eyes, his voice suddenly changed. Become inaudible.
He lowered his head and admitted in a low voice: "I'm sorry...Mom, I will never do it again."
The mother looked at Allen with deep sadness in her eyes, and did not continue to ask why her son was fighting. She knew the reason.
Alan is not only warm-hearted and kind-hearted, but also tolerant beyond his age, and will not easily get into arguments with others.
There is only one thing that can irritate this child to the point of taking action - his only relative whom someone is making fun of, which is the mother in front of him.
While her mother was still pregnant with Allen, her husband died early. Allen never saw his father in his life and became a posthumous child.
The mother did not choose to remarry. She worked hard to bring her son up to this age. As a young widow, no matter how cautious she is, there will inevitably be some rumors in the village.
The adults were concerned about their neighborliness and would only whisper a few words behind their backs, but would not say that kind of thing in front of Allen's mother.
But children have no scruples when playing together. They often share the "secrets" they overheard from adults.
Not only when sharing secrets, when children occasionally don't deal with each other, they will give each other various nicknames. When this happens to Allen, "Wild" Nicknames like "Zhong" are considered nice.
These became the triggers that ignited the young man's anger.
"Didn't you promise me that if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you will turn a deaf ear and don't let yourself get hurt again." The mother's eyes became moist, and she begged her son again.
With a weak nature, she would never let Allen solve the problem with his fists. Her son was now her only relative, and anything that might cause harm to her son must be avoided.
Allen's mother's tears made Allen feel distressed. He wiped the corners of his mother's eyes with his sleeve and said, "Mom, I promise you, I promise this is the last time."
"Oh... you always said it was the last time."
"It was all that guy Pine, talking nonsense with rumors I didn't know where I heard it from. I was so angry that I beat him up. . We have reconciled now, and you saw us coming home together yesterday.”
The worry on the mother’s face weakened slightly, and she hugged her son tightly. He warned: "If others talk nonsense, just ignore them, and you are not allowed to do anything again in the future."
"Okay, okay, mom, I promise you everything."
"I don't know if you heard it...forget it, let's go wash up and eat first."
The boy simply washed up After a while, he came to the dining table and ate the breakfast made by his mother. Although it was simple food, he didn't know why, but he felt that this breakfast was particularly delicious. The mother also came to the table, and the mother and son talked. They talked about the family's source of livelihood - boiling salt.
My mother said with a little worry, "There have been fewer salt merchants coming to our village recently."
"The salt merchants from Ardaland next door haven't been here for a long time, and there are not as many salt merchants from Baierding as before."
"The money I earned suddenly dropped a lot."
Alan guessed: "I heard some rumors in the blacksmith shop. It seems that Alda has built a new salt farm that can make a lot of salt at once."
He changed the subject and said: " Mom, don't worry. I will soon become the official apprentice of the blacksmith in the village. The blacksmith will praise me for my good work. Then I will get a salary. Although the apprentice's salary is not much, it is. It’s okay to supplement the family income.”
The mother smiled and touched her son’s head. The child was always so sensible and very considerate of her hard work.
"Blacksmithing is not easy, you have to learn from the master blacksmith."
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After breakfast, my mother cleared away the tableware and came to the table again.
Ellen was a little surprised. Normally, his mother would have started lighting a fire early to prepare for boiling salt, but why was she so free today.
He said: "Mom, if there is nothing else, I will go to the blacksmith shop to help."
The boy stood up and was about to leave, but his mother grabbed him.
"Alan." His mother gently called his name.
"Besides not fighting, don't forget my other instructions."
Why did he suddenly say this? Allen was a little confused, but he still agreed.
But I heard my mother continue to ask: "Tell me what I have told you in daily life?"
The young man was a little helpless and began to list them one by one:
“Chew carefully and slowly when eating.”
“Cover your head with the quilt when sleeping.”
“Don’t get along with others. Fight.”
……
"Well, get up early."
After the list was completed, my mother nodded and said: "After I leave, you must keep these instructions in mind."
< br>Alan was shocked: "Leave? Mom, where are you going?"
The next thing that shocked and inexplicable happened to him. His mother's body was becoming more and more unreal until it became transparent. phantom.
He stretched out his hand to grab his mother's hand, but missed it.
"Alan, I'm sorry, mom can't go on with you anymore. You must take good care of yourself in the future."
After leaving such a sentence, the mother's shadow finally disappeared.
Alan stood blankly beside the table, tears flowing down uncontrollably.
“No——”
……
The boy suddenly opened his eyes, but this time he really woke up from his dream.
Sorry, the latest update is not stable due to work reasons. I will try my best to keep updating every day, although it may be updated in the early morning like now. Please don't worry about this book being too late, I will keep writing.
Before I thought about the details of the naval battle, I wrote some other aspects first. This chapter may not be very good, and I was already yawning while typing.
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