Trafford’s Trading Club

“This lady... don't you want to eat? ”

At the dinner table, Oleg looked at the girl who sat quietly here, but didn't do it - by the way, this table was full of dinner, and the girl did the knife herself.

To be honest, the food at this table gives Oleg the feeling that he is in a crowded Tulando restaurant in Moscow… of course, the house he lives in is actually invisible.

Singles carry a boy and are busy with their livelihoods every day, essentially having no free time to clean the house. Oleg, think about it. Probably the cleanest thing, besides the bed and bathroom, is this common dining table.

“Nothing, she's at the gym right now.” Forked a pickled cucumber in the entrance, Rochu said.

Oleg stunned: "But don't you ever stop eating? ”

“Not after lunch.” Boss Lo said again softly.

God knows why this girl, who I'm afraid already has the perfect figure, sticks to diet to get fit? Oleg didn't keep asking, but he said, "Antoine, take your time. Your food is so ugly. ”

After all, there are Guests here... although saying that the great pleasure is a compliment to the cook, it is the Guest after all.

“Dad, if you do one-half of what you usually do, no! If a quarter is good, that must mean God hasn't given up on me. ”

Antonio Lille said coldly, the bear child of the fighting nation squeezed, making Oleg's face look a little ugly.

But how do I put it?

Lochu didn't really see Anger seriously from Oleg. What he felt, just what Olegna was hiding, was deep apologies and grief.

Oleg called out: "If you remember to pray before you eat, I don't think God will give up on you either. ”

Anton Lille stunned, clapped his forehead with one hand, hurriedly threw down the knife and fork on his hand, his hands closed, his eyes closed, “Our Father in heaven, may your name be holy. Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done on earth...”

Though it is not known whether the reciprocal prayer in this process has worked or not, Lochu wonders: “Is Mr. Oleg also a religious man? ”

Oleg shook his head: "I'm not, but the baby was baptized at birth. His mother was a religious man. ”

Lochu nodded and didn't ask any more.

A family that lacks a hostess and is so dirty that there are no more than two - either - that it is not appropriate to bring it up on this occasion.

But maybe the worst kind.

Lochu glanced at the small camera stand on the side of the TV cabinet in the living room, and in addition to Oleg and the baby, there was a beautiful woman with chestnut red hair.

Oleg thinks this young man from abroad is very nice, very stable. Antoine Lille soon finished praying and began to sigh again.

This meal comes down and talks about some local customs and humanities, and time passes quickly.

After the meal, Oleg said nothing to let the maid wash the dishes, and a man rolled up all the dishes and threw them onto the basin, pinching her sleeves.

Lochu began to gauge the decorations of this family home carefully. Antoine Lille has been staring at Lochu for a while now... and the bear child seems to have been through this delicious dinner before letting go of much attention to this stranger.

“What do you do?” Antoine looked up at this big brother, a lot taller than him, and asked.

“I'm in business," laughed Mr. Lo, who was looking at a horny setup, gently putting things down. ”

“Business? Selling?”

The idea of a business as a child is probably the kind of shopkeeper that sells things in the store.

“Well, it's for sale. ”

“Sell what?” Antoine Lille asked curiously.

Lochu suddenly knelt down and stopped Antoine from looking up at him. He laughed, “Basically everything. It can be sold whenever the Guest can think of it and can afford it. ”

Antoine Lille twisted his head. "Airplane for sale? ”

“Sell.”

“Where's the train? ”

“Also sold. ”

With his finger as a gun, the bear made a targeted motion and looked excited: “Where's the tank? Where's the rocket? Where's the cannon? Do you sell Dragnov SVDs too? ”

“Sell." Lochu nodded.

Just...

Son, you're only 10 years old. Why are you talking about airplane tank rockets and artillery at this age? And Dragnov SVD is a sniper gun. Hello...

And the bear child was so excited, “Can you sell it to me? I have 8,300 rupees! Is that enough?"

Lochu shook his head.

Antoine Lille lowered her head disappointingly.

Rochu stood up and patted Antonio Lille on the head, softly saying: "Remember, you will find me when you need me... then tell me what you really want to buy and, to...”

Boss Lo lowered his head and whispered something in Antoine's ear.

Antonio Lille opened his eyes and took a step back. With a hint of horror, he just heard Rochu say at the end: "These can all be used as trading money for what you want to buy. Do you hear me? ”

Rocchu stepped back in front of Antonio Lille, and the night next to him came to Rocchu. A few steps later, he and she suddenly disappeared in front of Antonio Lille.

Antoine grew up with her mouth and rubbed her eyes so hard that several times later she still couldn't calm herself down and stared at the carpet, which had been empty for so long.

……

“Antoine Lille, what about the two guests? ”

Oleg, who had just washed things, walked out of the kitchen and looked at his son and asked.

“Gone, gone!” Antoine Lille pointed to where the two disappeared and turned around and said: “I saw them and they disappeared right here! ”

Oleg stunned, then walked up to Antonel, kneeling down and touching his head: “The Lord said, do not lie. You forgot to pray at dinner today, and now you're lying. What do you say? ”

“I'm serious!” Antoine Lille spoke loudly.

“Antoine Lille!” Oleg took a deep breath and the voice sank a little: “Did you skip school today? I don't think I've asked you anything yet. Why are you running away from school? ”

Anton Lille squeezed his little fist and didn't say a word.

“Did you know that only bad children escape school," said Oleg. Are you trying to be a bad kid? ”

Anton Lille said, "I've grown up! I don't need to go to school. I have to do what I love to do! ”

“You've grown up?” But Oleg shook his head, reaching out and grabbing Antoine Lille's arm very easily and lifting his whole land, he said softly, “Boy, you know what? That's what grows up. ”

Anton Lille kicked Oleg with his feet, “Let go of me! Let go of me! Let go of me! Let go of me! Coward!”

“What did you say?” Oleg sighed and drank.

“Coward! You're a coward! Oleg is a coward!! ”

Pff--!

Oleg couldn't hold a slap and hit Antonio Lille directly in the face. Only after this slap, Oleg stood still and regretted it.

Antoine Lille had been put down, he covered his cheek and held his father hard, "Oleg, he was a coward!! ”

After the child completes this roar with a cry, he runs back into his room without saying a word and closes the door vigorously.

Oleg stood still, his lips moving and moving, eventually sighing. He appealed for a long time, picking up the frame on the TV cabinet and slowly rubbing the glass on the frame.

A hint of cool on the glass penetrated Oleg's fingers.

The big man with the big body sat on the couch and closed his eyes - the house returned to the cold of the day after a full dinner.

……

……

The next day, Oleg had some headaches and opened his eyes - he filled a lot of beer here by himself in the middle of the night.

Oleg, full of alcohol, pinched his forehead again and looked at the time.

“Already at this point? ”

Oleg patted himself on the forehead in frustration, couldn't wash himself, and stood up hastily: "Anton Lille, Anton Lille! Wake up. I'll take you to school, Anton Lille! ”

Oleg walked towards Antonio Lille's room, shouting and not hearing a response.

He frowned and twisted the lock of the room - it wasn't locked and the door opened easily.

But Antoine Lille is no longer in the room.

Oleg just found a note on the closet at the end of the bed that said, "I'm leaving this house!