The Dark King

Jula took out a bunch of keys and clicked open the door.

Du Di'an looked at the slowly open house, knowing that this would be the place where he would live for some time to come.

"Dean, come in." Jula took out a pair of adult cotton shoes from the small cabinet near the door, deliberately shaking in front of Du Dean's eyes, as if to make him happy, "This is uncle's shoes, you first Wear it, and I will take you to buy a new pair before the curfew at night."

Du Di's stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved that one of the conditions for adopting a child was that he must be married, that is, he still had a nominal father who had never been masked.

He consciously took off his dirty thick-line shoes. The rough shoes carved a few red marks on his feet, and when he stepped on the clean cotton shoes, a comfortable feeling came.

"Come, I'll take you to wash first." Jula said enthusiastically.

Du Di'an thought she could take a bath comfortably, but she saw that she just soaked the towel with warm water, wringed it out, and wiped her face and arms. This kind of bathing method is exactly the same as the orphanage.

It's just that the color of water is much purer.

Du Di'an did not know that in this world, including nobles, this kind of "dry cleaning" is used to take a bath. People generally think that water will weaken human functions and reduce disease resistance, even the most Nobles who love cleanliness will only wash once or twice a year.

After washing, Jula let Du Dean familiarize himself everywhere at home, and he took the coarse cloth that Du Dean replaced and disposed of it.

Du Dian made a round in the room. As he expected, he didn’t see anything with technological content, even a simple clockwork alarm clock, and he saw one that was only seen in fairy tales. The old-fashioned textile machine, he remembers, the background of that fairy tale seems to be the medieval period in Europe, which had not yet entered the steam era.

Although a single loom cannot determine anything, Du Dean thought of everything he had seen in the past few months, and he was already convinced that the civilized level of this post-disaster world should have just developed into the Bronze Age before steam and had just learned to use metals.

This discovery gave him some thoughts...

In the evening, it was getting dark, and the air was a bit cold, and it seemed to rain again.

Jula was worried that Du Dean was afraid of black, and lit the oil lamp early, and the dim light swayed on Du Dean's face. Every time she saw, Jula had a stunning feeling, it was too white, and she was whiter than her skin tone.

"It's going to rain, hasn't the uncle returned yet?" Du Dian glanced out the window.

Jula smiled, thinking that this was really a good boy, and said: "Uncle is rushing to make a batch of goods these days, but he will not come back at night. Are you hungry? I want to eat what I want to do."

"Everything you eat."

"It's really a good boy, then let you taste your mother's craftsmanship, and make sure you love it." Jula was confident.

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In a flash, a month passed.

Du Di'an has met the nominal father, Gray, a tall and thin middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, the same personality as Jula, a gentle person, and a career as a "tailor". The textile machine at home is his Workbench, when the "black snow season", will bring the goods to the house to do, after all, there is no charcoal and coal stove in the factory.

It was obvious that Julia had adopted the child. When he first returned home to see Du Dean, his expression was the same as those of the orphanage. He looked surprised, waiting to know that Du Dean was a bit autistic. When there are any other problems, I can't hold my smile for several days.

night.

The storms that were common in the rainy season came again, and the rain fell.

Du Dean, who was sleeping in his small room, opened his eyes in vain and sat up suddenly, only to find that it was just a nightmare, and then he felt that his body was soaked with cold sweat, and his clothes were sticking to his skin with sweat. Somewhat uncomfortable, he shook his clothes. , Suddenly felt a burst of urination, immediately got out of bed, put on shoes, and gently opened the door, but found that the diagonally opposite door of the Jula couple's room had a dim light on, and couldn't help but startled. .

So late, they haven't slept yet?

Du Di'an suddenly jumped twice in his heart, without knowing what he was thinking, and approaching the past unconsciously.

The building materials of this world obviously haven't considered the sound insulation effect, at least that of Jula's house, the subtle sound comes from the room.

"Are you really going to do this?" This is Jula's voice, with a little hesitation.

"I know, you like this kid a lot, I like it too. To be honest, I can't bear it, but this is a rare opportunity. If he can be fancyd by the lady of the Ivy family, we can move into business. Now, we will find a better job there. If you feel lonely, we will adopt another child, which is affordable anyway."

"It's not about the money. I'm worried. If Du Di'an is married to Ivy's house, the child will not be talkative and will be bullied. They are people from both worlds. I saw those married to big families when I saw a doctor. Children, like servants, some are not as good as servants."

There was silence in the room for a while, and Gray’s voice continued to sound, “Jula, you should think this way, he was originally an orphan in a slum, if not us, but adopted by other serf families, the life is not as good as a servant. , And can live a servant's life in Aiwei's house, I don't know how many others can envy..."

"but……"

"Okay, this matter is so decided, whether it will succeed or not is the same thing."

There was silence in the room.

The little figure at the door also went silent, his small hands clenched into fists, and then slowly loosened, turned around, as if dragging his body, and returned to his room, even the previous The urine is forgotten in general.

Sitting on the bed, Du Dean listened to the rain falling through the window, and suddenly felt his heart hurt. Although he has always placed the Jura and his wife as their nominal parents, this month, the Jura and his wife took care of him, but let him I was very moved, and there was a little more tenderness in my heart, but I did not expect that the world once again broke some of the soft beauty of his heart like a mockery.

When the night was quiet, he suddenly felt lonely.

Suddenly I missed the knowledgeable, stern and gentle father and mother, and the sister who always likes to pinch his ears.

Why, why is it that the incompetent self is left behind?!

He clenched his fists, but his heart was very weak. I don’t know how long it passed. An idea slowly appeared in his heart. Since... I will never see my parents and sister again, then let this strange world go back. What you were familiar with!

No one knows that on this rainy night, the gear of history, in the chest of the little figure in the dark, slowly turned forward.

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