Chapter-57: a story about little fairy (Wendy) and the old witch (Old lady lark)
After drinking the tea, her pale little face became a little more colorful. "Yara, why don't you eat candy?" Yara held the candy in her hand and swallowed her saliva. She wanted to eat it but resisted. "I want to take it back to eat with my grandparents, father and mother."
Wendy Lark touched her little head, unable to hide her affection, "Good girl, so well behaved." She suddenly had an idea, "I have nothing to do, so I'll tell you a story."
There is no child who doesn't like listening to stories, and they all responded enthusiastically. Wendy Lark told the story of a modified version of Snow White, in which Snow White was changed into a little fairy and the evil queen was changed into an old witch.
The two fought a battle of wits and courage. After repeated failures, the old witch became angry and gave the little fairy poisonous fruit to eat, and wanted to sell the little fairy to the bad guys as a servant.
The Jessica Lark sisters outside were also listening attentively, but as they listened a little longer, they felt something was wrong. The children were filled with indignation after hearing what they heard, and they excitedly cursed the old witch, asking how she could be so evil!
Yara suddenly said, "Auntie, you are the little fairy, who is that old witch?" Bobby rose his hand weakly, "It looks a bit like our grandmother."
When in prison, my grandmother wanted to sell my third aunt Wendy! Don't ask him why he knew that. The answer is that he eavesdropped on his parent's conversation. Jessica Lark and Lark Rita I finally understand what's wrong.
What the hell, you're just tricking children with undertone! However, Bobby is really a filial son! "Hahaha..." Wendy Lark took out some candies and handed them to the little guy. Children always say things without restraint.
"A reward for a smart child…." (Well, if you mess with me, I will brainwash your children and grandchildren and steal your girls. Perfect!) Wendy thought in her heart. Jessica Lark was extremely helpless, "Third sister Wendy isn't it bad to teach children this way?"
"What did I teach you?" Wendy Lark asked with a smile and said "I just told you a little story and gave you some candies." She always has a point and holds a grudge. Jessica Lark is speechless.
It seems that being as close as a family is just an unrealistic dream for them. Wendy Lark had delicious food, could tell stories, knew a lot of things, and had a deep understanding of children's psychology.
She quickly coaxed the children to look at her with admiring eyes. Half an hour later, the wind and rain gradually stopped and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Lord Jeff climbed out of the carriage and saw a mess in front of him.
The prisoners looked like they were fished out of the river. They were all wet, their faces were pale without a trace of blood, their eyes were dazed, and their bodies were shaky. He frowned, thinking that if he continued like this he would fall ill.
Once they fall ill, the journey will be delayed, which will cause big trouble, and the officers in charge of escorting them will be punished. "Pack up everything and continue on your journey. Find the nearest inn to stay."
It had just rained heavily, and the road was muddy and difficult to walk on. The prisoners supported each other and walked with difficulty. They were panting with every step they took. Some fell down halfway and couldn't get up.
Some fainted and lay motionless, looking really miserable. Lord Jeff saw that this was not a solution, so he temporarily freed up his own carriage, picked up the unconscious person and threw more than a dozen people into the carriage, stacking them together, without caring whether they were in pain or not.
Wilson Lark was pulling the mule in front with great effort, and his wooden boots made a squeaking sound, but there was nothing he could do as his wooden boots would soon be worn out if he walked on the muddy road.
Brother Tom Lark had a hard time walking with the help of the carriage. The eldest son of the Lark family was also in a very miserable state. He dragged the people who could not walk onto a cart, tied a rope to the front of the cart and towed it forward.
Wendy Lark sat in the car and watched silently, and her thoughts became more determined. After walking for an unknown amount of time, we still couldn't find the inn, but when we saw a populated village, everyone cheered.
Seeing that the prisoners could no longer hold on, Mr. Jeff simply asked the village chief for help. When the village chief saw them taking out the official documents and money, he naturally agreed without saying a word.
He helped them borrow a few houses and even vacated his own house. Borrowing half a coin (50 bronze coins) of silver for one night, who would be willing to miss such a good thing?
Wendy Lark's family was arranged to live in the village chief's house, a quadrangle building with blue bricks and tiles and more than a dozen rooms. The little kids were carried out of the mule carts one by one, crying and shouting, refusing to go back to their parents,
"Auntie Fairy, I won't go back, I want to follow you."
"I won't go back either, little fairy aunt. I love you so much. I want to be your child." The Lark family's eldest son was stunned. What was going on? What can the Jessica Lark sisters say as they face everyone's doubts while holding their child? Young Master Lark was confused.
He had just boarded a mule cart and then he rebelled. Could he have been drugged? "Why do you like Third Aunt Wendy so much?"
....
please read the advanced chapters in my patreon page for only 2$ per month at: patreon.com/Fatenovels.
you can buy my books chapters in smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/profile/view/souryourer
.....