bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 188 Bota's Work

Botha's home is not spacious, but in Talis Parish where every inch of land is expensive, having such a small house is already the greatest wealth of Botha's family.

A kitchen also functions as a storage room. There are many dishes and dishes in the foot cabinet in the corner, but a thin layer of dust has fallen on the cabinet.

Han Dongwen glanced at the small kitchen, and was surprised to find that although the home looked dilapidated, there were still many kinds of kitchen utensils, baking pans, frying pans, etc. If it weren't for the back kitchen of a restaurant in West Asia, the average family would I'm afraid I don't know how to prepare all these things.

Now, most of these various kitchen utensils have obviously not been used for a long time.

"how many people are in your family?"

Han Dongwen asked casually, and Botha replied, "Now...it's just me and my mother."

The young man didn't seem to want to go into more detail, and Han Dongwen didn't force it, just nodded and continued walking forward.

After passing through this small kitchen, there is a living room and a large bedroom. Bota sleeps in a storage room packed up next to the large bedroom and used as a small bedroom. The space and lighting are poor.

"Bota?"

A woman's voice came. It was Loreth, who was sewing in the living room.

"have a guest?"

Hearing her mother's words, Bota immediately walked into the living room ahead of Han Dongwen, and leaned against Loris' ear to whisper a few words.Han Dongwen stood politely at the door of the living room, waiting quietly with a smile on his face.

"Really are……"

After listening to what Bota said in his ear, Loreth suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, and propped up the chair with a smile on his face to stand up: "Sir, Bota and I have never had a chance to thank you..."

Seeing that her movements were a bit reluctant, Han Dongwen immediately took a few steps forward to support Luo Ruisi's body, and gently patted her shoulders to stop her strenuous getting up motions, slightly lowered his chin and lowered his head: " Hello, my name is Gu."

"Loris Lamia, please call me Loris."

Her complexion has the peculiar paleness of a patient, and her blond hair has also lost its luster due to malnutrition and physical weakness. Han Dongwen nodded and sat on another chair in the living room according to the other party's invitation. Next, explain your purpose.

After hearing this, Loris clasped her hands together in front of her chin as if praying, and slightly closed her eyes: "There are really kind people like you... Thank you, God, thank you, God."

"How does your body feel after taking the medicine?" Han Dongwen asked with concern.

Lorith said, "Okay, it's much better. It turned out that I was coughing and couldn't get out of bed. It was Bota who took care of me. My son... cough cough, I really want to thank the church, thank you all."

Han Dongwen showed a flat smile: "You can get out of bed now, and you are much better. Is there any recurrence and aggravation? Will your cough be worse at night than during the day?"

Luo Ruisi shook his head, looked up at Bota at the side: "Hurry up and prepare dinner, treat this gentleman well, he has come from a long way, we must..."

"No need."

Han Dongwen stood up and tidied up his clothes: "I still have some things to do today. I will visit again tomorrow morning. Then I may ask you to go out with me to buy medicine for your mother's recovery."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Botha's hair. The situation in Botha's family was clear at a glance. In such a family, even an extra meal might add to the other's burden.

To refuse such an invitation was the kindest thing he could do.

Bota didn't intend to say anything at first, but when he heard about tomorrow, he suddenly raised his head and said with some embarrassment: "First... sir, does it have to be tomorrow?"

"Huh? Isn't it convenient tomorrow?"

Han Dongwen was a little puzzled. According to the calendar system of the Principality of West Asia, tomorrow is the rest day for the parishioners to go to church.

Botha nodded with difficulty: "Tomorrow I... I have to go to church to help, I'm afraid... I'll send you out first, sir!"

The tone of his last sentence was a little more serious on purpose, and at the same time he took a step back slightly, showing his firmness.

"Well, Ms. Loreth, then I will take my leave first, and you have a good rest."

Han Dongwen saw what Bota meant, and it seemed that it was inconvenient to say something in front of his mother. He only nodded towards Loris, who bowed down on the chair gratefully and gracefully. Bowing, Han Dongwen walked out of this small home with Botha.

The door was closed, and the evening breeze was cold.

Han Dongwen watched Bota close the door and turned around, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "Tell me, young man, what did you want to say just now?"

Bota looked at Han Dongwen for a while, bit his lower lip: "Sir, actually... Actually, I have a job in a winery now, and I still have to go to work tomorrow. If you come to me tomorrow, I might not be able to leave .”

Han Dongwen asked strangely, "Is there anything you can't say in front of your mother?"

"No."

Bota shook his head: "Sir, you are from Simeng, I'm afraid you don't know anything about West Asia and the Catholic Church, my mother is a devout Catholic, if she knows that I work in a place that violates the teachings like a winery, she may It will hurt you again."

Han Dongwen looked at Bota, remembered the bottle of "brandy" he gave away, and understood a little.

Looks like he's secured that job.

"how old are you?"

Han Dongwen asked.

Botha replied: "I... I'm 17 years old."

"If you are seventeen, then I will be 70 years old." Han Dongwen laughed.

According to the standard laws of the Principality of West Asia, it is obvious that the winery should not employ children of this age.

Botha gritted his teeth: "My age is not important, sir, I am very grateful to you and your...boss for taking care of my mother, but you have also seen the situation in my family. If I lose this job, then At once……"

Han Dongwen raised his hand to stop the little boy's next words, and patted his shoulder lightly: "I see, then it looks like you won't be free during the day tomorrow, so for your mother, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest tomorrow night gone."

"Are you coming tonight?"

Botha raised his head, his eyes lit up.

Han Dongwen smiled and nodded in acquiescence.

"……Thank you."

Bota nodded heavily, straightened his back for a while, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked with some confidence: "Then, how much money do I need to prepare...?"

"unnecessary."

Han Dongwen shook his head: "This is a clinical experiment, yes, my boss needs to test his own medical skills, and your mother actually helped us."

"Clinical experiments..."

Botha nodded to express her understanding, and didn't ask any more questions: "Then, let's see you tomorrow night. I have to prepare dinner for my mother, so I can't send you any more—"

"Go."

Han Dongwen nodded with a smile, and watched Bota return to the house.

From this point of view, there is no problem for the time being.

During this time when Bota was going to work, he could just tell Chi Hanqing about Lorith's situation, and let her judge which prescription to choose. In this way, the remote medical treatment can be achieved in seven or eight points. , it is indeed smooth sailing.

(End of this chapter)