A Red Dead Redemption Story

Chapter 423 Will You Marry Me?
Today is the third day of John Marston's "rebirth" and the third day since he left Sisika Prison.

Maybe for John, he was used to sleeping on that kind of hard bed. He couldn't sleep well the whole night when he slept on the soft big bed in the guest room last night.

As a result, when he woke up this morning, not only did he feel uncomfortable all over, but his mental state also seemed a little sluggish.

"John, we need to talk."

These were the first words Abigail said to John today.

To this, John's answer was simply, "Give me some time."

Then he took a piece of bread from the dinner plate, left the house, and wandered aimlessly on the streets of Saint-Denis.

"What a terrible city." John said to himself, looking at the gray sky, and then he stood there and reached into his pocket to take out the cigarette case, preparing to light one for himself.

"Hey, sir." A voice came from beside me.

Following the voice, John saw that it was a beggar sitting on the ground wearing ragged clothes talking to him.

"Want one?"

"Hehe, thank you very much."

Maybe this is the tacit understanding between the two smokers.

John didn't dislike the old beggar either. After handing him the cigarette, he sat down next to him on the ground and smoked silently.

Seeing this, the old beggar smoked a cigarette with his mouth missing his front teeth, and asked John with a smile:
"Sir, have you been kicked out of your home by your wife?"

John smiled and asked curiously:

"How do you know I have a wife?"

"Hey, a single man living alone shouldn't have such neat clothes."

Hearing this, John looked at the Abigail's washed clothes he was wearing, and he could still smell the soap locust powder on them.

"That's right, John Marston, what do you call him?"

"Oh, just call me Old Mark." Perhaps it was because he hadn't smoked a complete cigarette for a long time, but Old Mark seemed particularly intoxicated, and even his tone of voice became a little wandering.

John didn't know what he was thinking. Abigail, the head of the family, obviously wanted to chat with him, but he ran out. Now he was sitting on the side of the road, chatting with an old beggar.

"Old Mark, have you ever been married?"

"Hi, John, I think I should be able to call you that, right?" After seeing John nod in approval, Old Mark continued:
"I didn't start out as a beggar. Yes, I was married and I even had three children."

John looked at the three dirty fingers raised by old Mark and asked incomprehensively:
"and after?"

Yes, later on, how did old Mark become an old beggar sitting on the street?

"Later, it was just a cliche story. I think we'd better not talk about it. John, I saw you were looking sad, and you said you weren't kicked out by your wife. Hey, don't look at me like that, man's mouth. The 'maybe' in it is not a definite answer. I understand, quarrels and disagreements are always like that in marriage, right?" the old beggar said with a grin.

"Experience of people who have been there?" John took a puff of his cigarette.

"No, this is just the experience of losers. If you think I have anything to share with you, or lessons that can be learned, then you are thinking too much. There is no experience from people who have been there, and some are just It is the bitter and regretful emotion of an old beggar... Well, if you give me another chance, no matter what the outcome is, I will probably express my thoughts properly."

"...regret?"

It was outrageous to say that even though Old Mark kept saying that he had no experience to share with John, John looked at the old beggar who spoke clearly but was slovenly in front of him, and he suddenly didn't want to hang out anymore.

"I'll leave this pack of cigarettes to you, old Mark. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, John hurriedly walked towards the Saint Denis Hotel. …

"John, long time no see." Hosea greeted with a smile.

John looked at the 'new-looking' Hosea in front of him, but he was still a little uncomfortable. He could only say that the old man was indeed a handsome old man after he had tidied up.

"Hosea, how are you doing?"

"Hey, it's okay, it's definitely better than you staying in Sisika Prison." Hosea smiled.

John said with a look of confusion:
"Hosea, have you been with that guy Arthur for a long time, and your tone of voice has become more and more like him?"

"You brat, is there a possibility that Arthur looks like me? I'm much older than him?"

When he was young, Hosea was not only handsome, but he also had no more charisma than Arthur now.

After a few more jokes, Hosea finally asked:

"So, why don't you stay at home and spend time with Abigail and little Jack? Why do you come to see me, an old man, for something?"

John picked up the cigar from the cigar box on the table, but found that the fire in his body was given to old Mark, so he put the cigar back and said:
"I originally wanted to find Arthur, but you know, Arthur is not here, but I didn't want to delay, so I thought it would be the same to find you... Hey, Hosea, I want to borrow some money. "

"Huh?" Hosea became serious when he heard that John wanted to borrow money, but he didn't think anything bad about it, but asked tentatively:
"Do you want to borrow money to do some business?"

All we can say is that Hosea still understands his 'child'.

John nodded and said:
"I want to buy a small farm. Since Arthur gave me a chance to start over, I think I shouldn't waste it. I remember Abigail told me before that I wanted to have a small farm. Live an ordinary and stable life..."

Hearing John's words, Hosea smiled with some relief for some unknown reason. It seemed that a stubborn donkey just couldn't be forced to obey, so this trip to Sisica Prison was not in vain.

"John, tell me about your plans. Being a farmer is very hard work. It's not as easy as you think?"

"There is a small ranch for sale north of Saint-Denis, and I am going to buy it."

"Ah? I have some impression of the farm you mentioned. Isn't it basically abandoned?" Hosea said uncertainly.

"But it's cheap. After all, I'm just borrowing money from Arthur, and I have to pay it back in the end."

……

"Abigail!" John shouted breathlessly as he opened the door to the house.

Abigail came out of the house and said with a frown:

"Are you being chased back?"

At this time, little Jack had not yet finished class at school, and Abigail, who was at home, was mending clothes.

"Abigail, will you marry me?"

"Pfft." Abigail, who was still frowning, suddenly laughed out loud. While feeling puzzled and amused at the same time, she was also a little moved and asked in surprise:

"John Marston, how old are our children? I thought we were married?"

John awkwardly took out the box containing the ring that Arthur gave him from his pocket, and asked again seriously:
"Will you marry me?"

"Of course, fool."

(End of this chapter)