Mother Karma put her hand on her chin and asked Jobtran,
"What kind of misunderstanding is this? Tell me."
"According to my guess, Angus is innocent and there is no dead body of a baby bird in the nest." Jobtran expressed his thoughts.
"Then how do you explain the wounds on Angus' hands and the blood on his body? Aren't the wounds on his hands caused by the birds when he was robbing the bird's nest? Aren't those bloodstains caused by Angus killing the birds?" Mariner asked angrily.
"Oh, that's an easy question. Look, what is this?"
Jobtran placed the branch he had just broken off in his palm to show everyone. It was an ordinary branch, but there was some blood on the end.
"Everyone, take a look at the end of this branch. Does it look like the wound on Angus?"
Jobtran paused, then continued:
"There were eight baby birds in the nest whose eyes had not yet opened. There were no dead birds. Marlin, what you saw was Angus holding the baby birds, right?"
Mother Karma frowned after hearing this.
"you mean?"
"Ah, then I misunderstood, I misunderstood. I'm sorry, Angus."
Marin immediately interrupted and made a hypocritical statement, saying that stopping the topic in time would clear him of the fact that he had slandered Aengus.
Sister Karma looked at Mariner unhappily, which made Mariner feel a little embarrassed, but Sister Karma herself also felt a little guilty;
Angus is not interested in studying, does not actively answer questions, and gives people a sense of being withdrawn, which makes Mother Kalma prejudge that Angus is a naughty child.
"Mother Karma, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I don't think there's any need to punish Angus, right?"
suggested Joe Butran.
"You are right. Angus, Mammy is sorry for you."
Mother Karma first responded to Jobtran's words, then apologized to Angus.
She took out a few cookies from her small bag and handed them to Angus.
"Mammy shouldn't have hit you. It was Mammy who was too impulsive. Here are some cookies for you as apology. Will you forgive Mammy?"
Angus nodded and took the biscuits from Mammy.
Mariner saw this scene and gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Damn it. Angus actually turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I'm so angry! Job Tran, you nosy guy, I'll deal with you next time!"
Marin said nothing, but stomped the ground twice and walked away angrily.
Aunt Karma smiled apologetically and returned to her office.
Tristene stood behind Jobtran and grabbed his sleeve, staring at the biscuits in Angus's hand with wide eyes, drooling unconsciously from the corner of her mouth.
Angus noticed the fiery gaze and greedy expression from Tristana.
He scratched his head and handed the biscuit over.
Jobtran was stunned at first, then he looked at Angus's actions, turned around and saw the expression of the greedy little devil Tristana, he bent his index finger and knocked Tristana's forehead with the back of his finger, feeling both amused and helpless.
"Ouch, why are you hitting me?" Tristenay said helplessly, covering her forehead.
"Didn't I just give you candy yesterday? Why are you craving it again?"
Joe Butron said, rolling his eyes.
There were three candies hidden in Tristanne's pocket. They were the reward from Jobtran for completing his homework excellently yesterday. But the gentle Jobtran gave the three candies to Tristanne, who loved snacks.
He had been reluctant to eat them until now, but when he saw Angus's outstretched hand, he felt embarrassed to refuse, so he took out two candies.
One was given to Jobtran, and the other was placed in Angus's palm, and then two biscuits were taken from Angus's palm.
Tristana pouted and said,
"Here, let's exchange. Since you haven't bullied me, I'll be your friend."
After that, he handed a biscuit to Jobtran.
Jobtran did not reject Tristenay's kindness in a pretentious manner. Instead, he took the cookies and candies and sat down beside the tree.
Angus was stunned after hearing this, staring blankly at the candy in his hand.
"Friends? What is that?" Such a thought came into his mind.
Angus had no friends since he was a child. He was used to living alone and didn't mind what others said about him, but this unfamiliar word made Angus feel a little warm.
"Friends..." Angus repeated in a low voice.
He sat down next to Joe Bruin and said softly,
"Thanks..."
"Well, you're welcome. I just can't stand him bullying honest people."
Joe Butron picked up the cookie, took a bite, and smiled happily.
The crunchy texture and the sweet taste brought by raisins form a clever combination.
Tristana finished the biscuit in just a few bites, staring at Jobtran, who had only bitten a piece of it.
Joe Butron smiled, broke off another half and handed it over.
"Eat it, eat it, I'll make you hungry to death."
Angus smiled, and the face that had always been disguised as ferocious smiled.
The refreshing breeze blows gently and the young birds are still calling in the trees. This is the autumn in Ummr.
The afternoon class was about to begin, and the three children returned to their respective classrooms together.
Angus was still thinking about the meaning of the word friend and was distracted in class and was criticized by the teacher.
Time passed quickly, and after dinner the children returned to the dormitory and fell asleep slowly.
Jobtran lit the oil lamp and leaned against the bed reading his only detective novel, which was a relic of his father's and the work his father had spent his entire life creating.
His mother died early due to health reasons after giving birth to Joe Bruin, and his father was a down-and-out writer.
The only impression that Joe Bruin had of his mother was her beautiful long silver-gray hair, and he could no longer remember her face.
My father lived a life of poverty and put a lot of effort into writing this novel, but one of his colleagues stole the content of his work.
Living only on the meager royalties, Jobtran's father finally chose to end his life under the pressure from all sides.
Although this was a selfish choice, Joe Butran did not resent him, but instead forgave the poor man who sent him to the orphanage.
The pages of this novel have turned yellow due to being turned by Jobtran, but he is still reading it side by side.
He longed for the life of a detective, which was both exciting and tense, where he could unravel the mystery behind the incident step by step.
As he was reading, Jobtran covered his face with the book and fell asleep.
Mother Karma walked into the room and extinguished the oil lamp for him, looking at this child who was much taller than his peers with mixed feelings.
After checking whether the children in each dormitory were asleep, Sister Karma returned to her room to rest.
In the deep night when the full moon was in the sky and the stars were shining with their brilliance, a thin figure walked out of the dormitory stealthily.