A strange world

Chapter 1266 Chapter 188. Adele

The girl has a nice name, Adele. That was the name that her mother gave directions to a passing mage when she was pregnant. The mage named the child in her belly. Adele's mother regarded this name as a treasure from then on.

"It's amazing. My name was given to me by my father."

Two children by the slag heap were playing, or rather working, and chatting.

By the time their two families came to look for them, it was already dusk.

"goodbye!"

Adele waved her hand, picked up the heavy flower basket filled with sifted cinders, her thin body was tilted by the fall, and walked towards a woman whose long dress was starched and turned white.

Wilson returned to his well-dressed and worried parents, and couldn't help but look at Adele again.

The setting sun that fell to the west pulled up a long and narrow light and shadow, passing through the alley, separating the two people.

Dirty Wilson followed his parents back to their new home. The closer he got to that strange home, the heavier his steps became.

His mother complained loudly: "Go take a shower first! Look how dirty you are. If the neighbors see you, they will think we are a group of poor people!"

Wilson lost his air of self-expression and cheerfulness in front of Adele, but his mother continued to chatter.

"Okay, you still want our son to stay at home all day like in Manca Town?"

"But we can't make it so embarrassing..." Mother's voice was much softer, "The ladies will laugh at us..."

My father, who always showed a gentle look, said, "Then tell him not to get himself dirty."

"But that girl..."

"He just moved here, what are you worried about? Or do you want our son and other boys to play knights on the street with wooden swords all day long?"

"That's not possible, it's too dangerous, it's too dangerous..." Wilson's mother walked back and forth.

Compared to running around with boys and getting into dangerous fights, playing with poor girls made her feel more at ease.

In this way, once Wilson moved to Golden City, he had a completely different childhood than before: he no longer had to talk to the birds outside the window, and had real human friends.

What Wilson sees as play is work for Adele.

Adele became a ray of light in Wilson's dull childhood, and Wilson also became a little relief in Adele's suffocating childhood.

As Wilson becomes more cheerful day by day, his parents who see him are less likely to restrict his freedom. Gradually, Wilson began to have other friends and played with Adele less often, but their relationship did not change at all.

Wilson cherished his first friend, and Adele cherished her first rich friend.

Occasionally, they would quarrel like other children, say goodbye, and never pay attention to each other's angry words. Then within a few days they started to play together again.

In addition to sifting coal in slag heaps, Wilson would also follow Adele to the rivers on the outskirts of the golden city to pan for gold, and follow her to pick up garbage in wealthy areas...

Black Widow lifted her chin.

She found the story boring, but Annan listened with interest, as if he had never heard the story before.

"Aren't you curious?" Annan asked her softly.

"What are you curious about?"

"How could such an ordinary girl become a lauded resistance leader..."

"You put it that way, I do wonder a little bit."

The Wilson family gradually integrated into the Golden City. His father bought several shops, and his mother got to know the ladies of the neighborhood and party all day long.

As Wilson grew older, he gradually reduced the number of times he went out to play.

There is no drama about "a rich young man looking down on his poor friends", at least not in Wilson's self-recollections and narratives.

But there is no difference in the final result...

"Adele likes to eat cherries. There is a cherry orchard outside the city. The owner there loves children and is willing to let us pick cherries for free. So we made an appointment to go to the cherry orchard to pick cherries every year."

"The next day, I came to the cherry orchard and saw her standing with the old and fat gardener. She told me that she was sold to the owner of the cherry orchard by her parents. She was going to be fifty when she was just ten years old. The wife of the gardener."

If this is a story that makes people cry and laugh at the same time, the next one may be: a young boy went through countless ups and downs for his best friend and finally rescued her...

But this is reality, and what does an eight or nine-year-old child who has never been independent know?

The tavern owner smiled bitterly: "You must be blaming Adele's parents, right? In fact, they are also very pitiful. That is their Adele... But maybe in their view, marrying the garden owner will make Adele Live happily."

"At that time, news about the depletion of gold veins was spreading in the Broken Mountains. There was chaos everywhere and prices were soaring... I should have discovered it earlier. Adele was getting thinner and thinner, and her clothes were getting dirty..."

Although Wilson didn't understand anything at that time, he knew that Adele was married to the garden owner, so he couldn't hang out with him like before.

They had another big argument, and Adele said to him, "Go back, and don't come to me again."

Wilson often blamed himself when he grew up. If he had been more mature and knew what happened to Adele's family, he would have been able to get his parents to help.

Unfortunately, at that time, he didn't understand what Adele meant at all, so he really left without looking back.

He thought that this quarrel would be like before. A few days later, the two met again and made up with each other with a smile.

Then Wilson heard his father say at dinner a few days later that the riots had spread to Golden City, and a cherry orchard outside the city had been burned down.

Wilson couldn't believe it, and ran to the cherry orchard the next day, and found that there was really only a charred ruin left.

The young boy was sad for a long time, but the sadness faded over time.

Missing the past is the patent of adults. They have pain and regret, so they miss the unrestrained time in the past and the regrets that they didn't have time to do.

Children don't think so, they always pursue new things and grow up in bumps and bruises.

The riots were suppressed by the troops sent by Lord Raymond, but the news of the exhaustion of the gold veins was confirmed.

Golden City instantly fell from the status of the second holy city of the Church of Wealth, where countless people came to pan for gold.

Money became more and more difficult to make. His father had opened more than a dozen stores, but he made less and less money, and the stores closed one after another.

During this period, a plague pandemic broke out in Golden City to make matters worse.

Wilson, a young man who traveled abroad because he dreamed of becoming a bard, escaped the plague by chance, but his parents did not. As soon as he returned, his parents died of illness one after another, leaving Wilson some property.

The tavern owner whispered with red eyes:

"There is no happy person in this story..."