Chapter 17 (1/2)
A four wheeled carriage drove away from the front door of the main building of Weitu's family. Liya stood on the front step with more than ten maids, smiling tenderly and watching the carriage leave under the escort of more than 30 families.
As the carriage turned over the fountain, Leah raised her right hand and waved it vigorously.
”Hessen, remember to go to Yingui missionary college to see Weima. A group of little girls get together and don't think of any strange ideas.”
”Don't bully, tiffany. If someone bullies Joe, protect your brother
”Joe Do you have any pocket money? If not, ask your father! Do you hear that, Tiffany? Don't take Joe's pocket money
In the carriage, Hessen, who was wearing a royal dress, was smiling happily and patting his beer belly. He had a thin gold chain on his chest. One end of the chain was tied to the buckle of his inner vest, and at the other was a pure gold pocket watch the size of a palm. The huge pocket watch was tucked into the chest pocket of his coat and held up his coat.
Hearing Leah's cry, Hessen laughed more and more happily.
”Ha ha ha ha, Tifa, Joe, your mother has been doing this for so many years, and she has been thinking about big and small things Ah, it's so lovely, just like she was when she was a girl. ”
Tifa played with the small mallet on his belt and wandered around the world without listening to Hessen's words.
Joe wore a new night police uniform made by the Rittal family, playing with a newly forged three foot long, thick arm, heavy lead filled baton.
”It's still too light.” Joe shook his baton and swept the small mallet in Tifa's hand from the corner of his eye and complained loudly: ”father, am I not your child? I also want a handy weapon that costs more than 100000 gold marks
Tifa blinked, looked back, looked at Joe, and snorted coldly, apparently in a bad mood.
Although she was in a bad mood all the year round, what happened this morning undoubtedly made her feel worse than before.
After breakfast, knowing that Joe had successfully completed his first breathing practice, Tifa happily dragged Joe after bathing to the training ground behind the main building of the Rittal family.
On weekdays, this is the place where the guards of the Rittal family work hard and compare their fighting skills. All kinds of exercise equipment are available.
In front of nearly 100 family guards, Joe was very relaxed and did not breathe much. He lifted a full 3500 pounds barbell. In the morning exercise a week ago, Joe could only lift 850 pounds in the same field.
When Joe raised the barbell, the guards of the Rittal family glared with horror, then clapped, cheered, whistled, stomped and cheered for their young master.
Hessen was so happy that he took out a handful of money on the spot and gave the guards an extra bonus.
And Tifa's face sank in the cheers of the guards.
Along the way, Tifa was in a bad mood, and as the carriage left St. Hilde and marched into the city of port Toulon, Tifa's face was gradually frozen, and his whole body began to send out the chill of being born.
”3500 pounds!”
”3500 pounds!”
”3500 pounds!”
Along the way, Tifa repeated the word hundreds of times, each time she poked her finger at the fat on Joe's waist. Her delicate, watery fingers were extremely hard, and every time they stabbed Joe like nails, and Joe bared his teeth in pain, but he did not dare to resist.
It wasn't until the carriage stopped outside the gate of the port Tulun magistracy, and Tifa got out of the carriage and rushed into the court gate. Joe was relieved and looked at Hessen angrily.
”Have I offended her these days? Do I have any? ”
”Or three days ago, she asked me for my pocket money, and I didn't give her the pocket money I saved last week? I remember clearly that I gave her the last coin in my pocket
Hessen took out a cigar and held it in his mouth. He puffed and puffed, and murmured, ”maybe, because of this. Since Tifa opened the sea of strength five years ago, her clean and jerk was only 1200 pounds?”
”As a kind and understanding father, I can understand Tifa. Think about it. Maybe after a while, you become stronger and she can't bully you in the future. From the perspective of being a sister, she may feel that she has lost a lot of life fun? ”
”She can bully Weima,” she said, rubbing her puckered waist
Hessen looked at Joe strangely: ”bullying Weima, where are you happy to bully you? Weima is as thin as a wheat seedling without water, and you? ”
Hessen leisurely said: ”it's like I killed a fat wild bear while hunting. Of course, I'm happy to boast to my friends. I've killed a dry hare. I've got a sense of gain and satisfaction. Of course, it's not so strong! ”
Hessen's words gave Joe a heavy blow. Half a mile from the port Toulon district court to the port Tulane police station, Joe said nothing. He held his double chin in his hands and looked at Hessen deeply.Hessen was horrified by Joe's melancholy and melancholy eyes. He swore in a low voice, took out a big wallet from his belt in a bulging silk leather, and took out a thick stack of imperial gold mark notes with bronze main tone and fine gold border.
Joe's eyes lit up suddenly. He grabbed the stack of ten mark bills, which were almost half an inch thick. With his other hand, he opened the door of the car quickly. He rolled and ran out of the door.
The family guard, who was behind the carriage, quickly grabbed the horse. In the voice of Hessen's feigned anger, Joe put a thick bill into his chest pocket, and rolled into the door of port Tulun police station.