In the end, Jenkins did not find the suspected vase behind the father, and the father shook his head:
"You don't need to move. The vase was temporarily placed in a friend's house by that family. It is very close to our store. They will deliver it in person tomorrow morning and take the balance."
"so… "
"So go do your own thing. I have to go to church. Someone sent a letter just now. I found some interesting things in the hills in the north."
With that said, Dad passed Jenkins and waved back:
"Young man, enjoy your rare vacation."
"It's like every day is a holiday."
He only dared to think about it in his heart, and watched his father walk towards the empty carriage parked on the side of the street.
"So, I'd better go to the cemetery to try my luck. How could I forget to channel that cultist last time?"
Shaking his head, he grabbed the chocolate that had just woken up and put it on his shoulders, but the plan was interrupted immediately:
"Baron William, I didn't expect you to be here!"
Sighing helplessly, he turned around, and standing in the alley was the young Liverpool whom he had just met in the bookstore.
"good afternoon!"
The young man greeted excitedly again, and then said apologetically:
"I was at the gate of the club last time, sorry to disturb you."
"it does not matter."
Jenkins shook his head, "But my friend said that as a qualified gentleman, it is very wrong to rush into private territory without permission."
"Yeah, ha, that's because..."
Liverpool scratched their hair and wanted to continue explaining, but someone recognized Jenkins again:
"Mr. Williams!"
It was the little girl, Fenny Feisifu, who was standing by the window of the second-floor apartment not far away, waving her hands with excitement.
"Ah, Cousin Liverpool!"
Jenkins looks at George Liverpool.
"That's Uncle Strese's home. Do you know my distant cousin, Fini?"
It took Jenkins a long time to figure out the relationship between the young man in front of him and the girl Fei Sifu, but he at least understood that the two knew each other.
"It's such an honor!"
Liverpool said, flushing with excitement.
"I understand. The person that uncle said helped Fei Ni is you! You are such a kind person, do you want to sit up for a while, Uncle Stres keeps saying that he wants to thank you personally!"
"Um… "
Jenkins felt that he was facing the most unaccustomed social situation, but he was not good at rejecting this kind of invitation without malice.
"Okay, thanks for the invitation, I think I have some time in the afternoon. Yes, that's right."
In the fake world of creepy things last time, Jenkins didn't realize that something was wrong without going upstairs, so he didn't know what the Stress family's house looked like.
But after being invited in by a warm family, I realized that it was pretty much the same as I imagined.
Like most poor people of the era, the Stresses were typically multi-child families. The oldest girl among them was already working as a female worker in textiles and factories, and she was much older than Fini Feisifu, and the youngest boy was still being held in the arms of the slightly fat Mrs. Stress.
Due to the large number of people in the family, the small house seems a bit crowded. The children were quickly attracted by the kitten on Jenkins' shoulder, and Jenkins himself greeted everyone politely while quietly looking at the interior decoration.
The house was tidy and poor, but at least it could be seen that the family had a hardworking housewife. There was an indescribable smell in the air, and Jenkins thought it was most likely the smell of the Stress family's lunch, so he inferred that the hardworking housewife was not good at cooking.
According to his understanding, such families often have low incomes and struggle on the verge of starvation and bankruptcy all year round. Mr. Stress, the pillar of the family, works as an accountant at the dock. Although this does not require physical exertion to shorten life span, it does not greatly improve the family's situation.
In the memory of the original owner, before the Williams family got rich, the old Williams had a small shop in the dock area. The young original owner had seen too many poor people like Mr. Stress, so he could deeply understand the living conditions of these low-income groups.
Once such a family loses their source of income, they can only live by changing items from sellers in the early stage. And before the situation deteriorates further, if there is still no new source of income, then the family will basically be reduced forever.
But as far as the current situation is concerned, everyone in the Stress family is smiling, and there is no lack of furniture in the house.
"Did you find a new job so quickly?"
Jenkins thought suspiciously.
Although the Stress family is poor, there is a thriving vigor in this family. The family entertained Jenkins warmly. Although the teacup was chipped and the taste of the tea was not very good, Jenkins was very satisfied with the visit.
During the chat, Jenkins also learned that the girl Fei Sifu's father and mother had a very good relationship with the Stress family before they died. So after their accident, Stress also had the idea of adopting this relative.
But with the birth of a new life in the family, this matter can only be let go, and little Fei Ni's luck is obviously not very good. Before this winter began, the fat housewife also suggested that the girl live here, but before she made a decision, the church had already found her.
The visit lasted until around 4:30 in the afternoon. Before leaving, the family enthusiastically gave Jenkins two knitted woolen gloves.
This is Mrs. Strath's sideline. In addition to doing laundry, she also occasionally does some odd jobs in knitting to supplement her family's income.
Jenkins was going to church to attend Miss Bevanna's fighting class, and the girl was going back, so the two left here together.
"They were so enthusiastic."
Jenkins was still sighing as he walked out of the alley. Turning his head to look at the alley, this is worse than the living conditions of the Williamt family before they made a fortune, and there are countless such alleys in the city.
"Yes, Lord Williamette, that's always been the case with my aunt's family."
"...why do you call me 'Lord Williamette'?"
He asked curiously, girls were always called "Sir" before.
"Cousin Liverpool just told me that when addressing a noble gentleman with a title, you should no longer use Mr., but a higher level of lord or directly add the title..."
The girl answered honestly, without any intention of hiding.
"It doesn't need to be like this. The title is meaningless to me. I am a devout believer."