Trafford’s Trading Club

When Oleg arrived at the school, the defendant's son escaped from school in the last lesson and waited until it was over.

The teacher was going to call Oleg, but it was time to pick him up from school.

“Escape? Why did he run away from school?” Oleg asked inexplicably.

The teacher needed to lean back to see the Siberian man clearly, and he frowned: “Mr. Oleg, I think I should ask you this question. I remember I told you twice this week to come to school and we talked about your son's question, but you didn't seem to give me a formal answer. ”

Oleg apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm a truck driver, I'm busy at work, I can't really afford the time. Arriving and dropping off on time every day is already my limit. ”

The teacher shook his head: "Sir, is there anything more important than family? I'm sorry, I'm not criticizing your lifestyle, but Antonel is just a kid, so please be more concerned about his emotions. Besides, I was going to call the police because Antoine Lear was so small that he might be in danger of leaving school. ”

“No need.” Oleg shook his head: “I think I know where he is… well, goodbye. ”

“Mr. Oleg! Mr. Oleg! O...” The teacher sighed and shook his head looking at the man who had gone far away.

Eventually, I watched Oleg drive up the road in a dark yellow pickup truck.

……

……

The maid used quite a lot of results this time shopping.

The two of them were carrying two big bags of stuff, and they were walking down the street in Moscow.

It's sunset time.

For Rocchu, this kind of thing that he used to do basically once or twice a week after walking through the supermarket and taking things home, has long been the norm. Only the maid felt that her master should not be allowed to do this heavy work.

Of course there is no dispute.

“It's actually nice to walk back and see the streets. ”

Boss Lo has been in a very good mood since he arrived in Moscow. And knowing that your new owner is not the kind of maid who tends to enjoy herself completely, she doesn't insist.

At 55 degrees north, even in summer, evening temperatures are only 20 degrees.

There's no heat in the air, but there's heat in the street.

Lochu readily measured the streets and pedestrians in the dusk sunset. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the other side of the street in a thoughtful way.

This visit to Moscow was essentially a night when everything was arranged - including as a temporary residence.

Although it is only a temporary place to live, it is also a very attentive apartment… As for how much it costs, Lochu feels that he does not have to worry about it.

But this side is not the direction to go back to the apartment.

The place where the owner of Los Angeles, who changed the route very directly, walked toward was... the park.

In the park, some women are playing with their children, and there are elderly people with a pipe sitting on a stool looking at the sky.

At this time, a boy was sitting on the swing stand on the side of the A.D., sitting on the bench of the swing with his backpack.

The child has a chestnut curly hair, a faint freckle on his face and a smaller head.

Around the age of ten.

“Want some? ”

Suddenly, the little boy heard this voice. He raised his head and saw a dark-haired guy, reaching out and delivering a piece of chocolate.

The little boy stunned, but quickly lowered his head and shook his feet on the sand.

Lochu didn't seem to mind either, but he sat on the swing board next to him, tearing the chocolate out of his hand and breaking it down and putting it in his mouth.

The moment the chocolate was broken, the crisp sound moved the boy's eyes, but quickly turned to the other side.

“Well, I feel a lot better. Some say eating something to lick when you're unhappy will make you feel better. ”

Pfft -!

The child's feet suddenly burst into the sand and the swing stopped.

But suddenly the child stared at Lochu so hard that he didn't say anything and ran away - just that the child did not run far away and squatted to the ground.

Soon the little boy stood up. It's just that at this point, he's got a bunch of mud balls in his hand —— children throwing mud balls at Rochu.

The mud ball almost hit Boss Lo's face door.

While his heart was marveling at the so-called fighting nation, Lochu slightly strayed from his head and the mud ball flew through his ear - without hitting.

The little boy looked sorry but instantly made a ghost face and ran towards the exit of the park without saying a word.

But it didn't occur to me that he had just turned around, hit something huge right away, and then he fell to the ground —— he hit a very strong man.

“Antoine Lille, stand up. ”

But the man suddenly said,

Boy... Antoine looked up and saw the big guy, and suddenly she lowered her head and shouted: Daddy.

……

“I am so sorry that my son is so naughty. ”

After the introduction, he called himself Oleg's big man, and he apologized very politely in front of Rochu.

Even though he looked at the young man as an Oriental race, even though he was more than twice the size of the other person, he did.

“It's okay, I talked to him first.” Rochu stood up and said, "I don't think he's happy, so I'm going to buy him some chocolate. Probably treating me like a bad person... well, the sense of preparedness is pretty good. ”

After all, the Battle Famous...

Section.

At this point, Oleg was stunned, "Are you from the Orient where you grew up? ”

“I'm just a tourist.” Rochu shook his head: “Well... walk freely. ”

Oleg said incredibly: "Oh, my God. You have a great accent! If I close my eyes, I'll think of them as my countrymen! ”

Lo Qiu laughed. “After all, it took some money to learn. ”

“That must have been a lot of hard work.” The Olegs nodded in the same way.

Does the five-day life count...

And Oleg said, “Where do you live? I could send you back, sort of pay for it. Taxis in Moscow are more expensive and tourists like you can be killed at any time. As for the car on the road... I don't think it will stop for you, even if you can pay for it. Oh, by the way, I think I should eat your meal before it's perfect. ”

Looking at the other person not immediately agreeing, Oleg was slightly embarrassed: "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. ”

“Fine. But...” Rochu chuckled. “Can I have one more? ”

Lochu pointed to the maid sitting in the park pavilion waiting for her.

Oleg looked at the past, and a lovely girl, he laughed, “No problem, but I might have to buy some ingredients first. ”

“We just bought some, if that's all right, let's eat these at night.” Lochu Road.

It seems to be an interesting thing to experience the kitchen of an ordinary family abroad - suddenly changing your mind and looking at this little boy standing behind Oleg.

Heard the disturbance of the soul.