Mrs. Fisher looked at her granddaughter and asked, "Why don't I see anger in your eyes when I say that last name?"

"Because ever since I was little, I have been trying to keep my anger away from you."

"hehe."

Hearing this, Mrs. Fisher was not angry at all. Instead, she waved to her granddaughter to sit over.

Philomena sat down in front of Mrs. Fisher. Her father, who was lying under the coffee table, moved his head and rubbed his face on the top of her shoes.

"Tell me how you lost."

Philomena told everything from the selection in the York City Region to the final selection in the Augurev Fortress.

Throughout the narration, she showed no personal emotion at all, as if she was just an irrelevant bystander.

While listening, Mrs. Fisher lowered her head and continued knitting. After Philomena finished speaking, she did not stop her movements, but said calmly:

"The reason for the failure is not all your fault. I think the parents of those young people from the York City area should have guessed in advance that there would be a possibility of teamwork in the final selection.

You stayed in York City alone, without any elders around you, so it was normal that you didn't guess this in advance. After all, you have stayed here since you were a child and haven't gone out much.

Sigh, but even if I bring your dad over to accompany you, it’s useless, right?”

Philomena was silent.

"However, you have lost your ability to observe. You said that the young man named Karen performed as well as you during the York City Region selection. Then have you ever thought about why he went with those people?

Academic Affairs Building to participate in the final selection?

Have you ever thought about why they shared food and water and had intimate interactions after entering the Augurev Fortress?

Have you ever thought about why a young man who you admit is as good as you is willing to play with those few people?

He is not bored, he is not arrogant, he really likes those "children" chattering around him?

Because you have a purpose, you will have patience."

"Yes, now I understand."

"No, you don't understand. Compared with him, you lack not only this bit of patience, but also this..." Mrs. Fisher picked up the knitting sign and poked her granddaughter's forehead, "He is better than you."

, wise.”

"I admit it."

"Treating reality as a dream shows arrogance, and you have to pay for it in the end. You lost a good opportunity, an opportunity that you should have easily obtained.

Haha, there is only a small piece of snack between you and the Gate of Reincarnation."

Philomena was silent again.

"Forget it, forget it, if you lose it, you will lose it. That person named Karen, who is his family?"

"have no idea."

"You lost to him but didn't investigate him?"

"No."

"You don't hate him."

"Don't hate."

Mrs. Fisher nodded and said: "It's not bad, at least I can lose openly."

Philomena still sat there.

After a long time, Mrs. Fisher said: "Go and rest."

"Yes, grandma."

Philomena stood up and walked towards the stairs. She saw her father crawling over after her.

Mrs. Fisher looked at this scene and smiled:

"Oh, look, it really likes you."

Philomena walked upstairs alone to her room.

Her bedroom was very monotonous, with a bed, a wardrobe, and no other furniture.

Who would spend too much time decorating in a dream?

She took off her clothes in the bedroom, then walked naked to the bathroom. After taking a shower, she walked naked back to the bedroom and lay naked on the bed.

Looking at the ceiling, eyes wide open.

For some people, insomnia has always been a very bothersome problem;

For her, the most troublesome thing is how to "wake up".

The moon outside the window had already hung high, and she finally slowly closed her eyes.

in dreams,

She opened her eyes.

Philomena stood in front of a wooden house surrounded by a delicate fence filled with flowers and vegetables.

She took a deep breath, and the stiff expression on her face finally relaxed at this moment.

The door of the wooden house was pushed open, and my father, who was wearing an old leather jacket, and my mother, who was dressed simply and cleanly, walked out hand in hand.

The mother cursed: "Philomena, you are playful again. You dared not go home yesterday!"

The father quickly comforted the mother: "Okay, okay, my daughter has grown up and she has her own ideas." After saying that, the father winked at Philomena and said, "Come in quickly, your mother and I will go to the gathering place."

I'll go to the market to buy some seeds and come back, and there will be food prepared for you on the table in the house."

Philomena smiled, turned sideways, and watched her parents' figures gradually disappear.

After a while, she walked into the house. On the wooden table were bacon, bread, milk and miso.

Philomena sat down, dipped the bacon in the bean paste, and then put it into her mouth. The flavor of the bacon and the mellow aroma of the bean paste were perfectly combined. This was Philomena's favorite taste.

At this moment, Philomena felt the pet dog under the table rubbing her trouser legs and making a "snorting" sound. Apparently, it was also greedy.

"Okay, okay, be good, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you."

Philomena picked up another piece of bacon, dipped it in sauce, and brought it under the table.

"Is it delicious?" Philomena asked.

"Woof!"

Mrs. Fisher nodded vigorously under the table.

…

The morning sun is always so elegant and calm, caressing everything from top to bottom.

Karen picked up a piece of hawthorn with his right hand and put it into his mouth. He flipped through a page of Mr. Hofen's formation notes with his left hand. The Rubik's Cube floating in front of him was spinning rapidly.

"Ah~"

Karen looked at the time and saw that he had been reading for three hours. He stopped reading and put away the Rubik's Cube.

After learning the lesson last time and almost fainting, Karen is very careful when studying now.

After stretching, Karen stood up and walked outside the study. Dora and Doreen were sitting in the yard drawing, and Teacher Dai Shan stood beside them to accompany them.

Alfred, who was careful and delicate, cultivated many kinds of flowers in several flower beds when decorating the yard. Now is the time of recovery.

Karen walked softly and sat down on the bench at the back, where he wanted to bask in the sun.

Peak happened to pass by at this time, and when he saw Karen, he immediately walked back, and then handed several newspapers to Karen.

The one on top is the "Order Weekly". The front page headline is the Holy See's explanation and introduction of the new reform measures, and the second page is his own photo, occupying almost one-third of the page.

Just touch the photo twice with your fingertips, and the photo will move on its own, restoring the scene at that time.

The reporter named Mellie reported in great detail, but Karen did not read the report about herself carefully, but closed the "Order Weekly" and put it aside.

He needed to give his brain a rest now, so he picked up the nearby Wien Daily.

The headline on the front page tells the story of a lawsuit: a man who grew up in a colony and later came to Wien to develop his career, starting from the lowest level of illegal work and eventually becoming the boss of a mineral company, sued the Royal Army Command in Wien.

The reason is that when he was very young, Wayne's army invaded his original country and came to the village where he lived. Not only did they loot the villagers' property, but they also gathered the women in the village to humiliate them.

His mother is also among them.

Now he is using this as a reason to sue the Royal Army Command of Wien, demanding that the Army Command plead guilty and compensate for the atrocities committed in his village.

This news has received a lot of attention recently, but Karen has been busy with the selection these days, so he didn't understand it. Of course, another reason is that his life circle has been separated from ordinary people to a certain extent.

social category.

Karen admires the boss for enduring hard work to reach his current position, and then risking his wealth and influence to promote this lawsuit.

There is also a photo in the lower half of the front page. The background of the photo should be the court, with three young people crying bitterly.

They are young people from that colonial village and have recently obtained the status of citizens of Wien.

But they were not here to act as witnesses for the boss, but as witnesses for the Wien Army Headquarters.

They beat their chests and feet in court and cried at the top of their lungs: "Their grandmother and the boss's mother were prostitutes back then. They all took the initiative to serve the Venn Army for money. They all volunteered!"

"Actually, it's hard for me to understand their behavior." Teacher Dai Shan appeared behind Karen and said while reading the newspaper.

Karen asked: "It's hard to understand?"

“Do you think they testified like this in order to obtain citizenship?

In fact, no, they came to Wien to go to school and get their diplomas, then accumulated their citizenship status after reaching working age. It was not because of this case that they used their citizenship status to trade with them, and my friend who is a reporter told me,

They received no bribes or threats.

The Imperial Treasury was preparing to cut Army military expenditures, so it acquiesced to the convening of this lawsuit. The Army Command was caught off guard. These three young men took the initiative and asked to be witnesses.

So, you know what I mean, they really think and believe this from the bottom of their hearts, and they cry bitterly and say that their grandmothers are prostitutes who voluntarily serve the soldiers of the Wein Army."
To be continued...