"How are you, child?" He patted my arm, "I heard the whole street you live on the backyard have given embrace of it."

"Yes, ma'am. There are two guys to help me mow." He grinned, he was Chun guy, tall, short hair, looking at the spirit of neat. He and Cui labor together on the high school, two are good friends, play basketball together. I touched his arm, just want to feel a return.

"Your grandmother Ze Yang?" I asked. I Love Lucy Wen Na, she is big and a good man, and she and Robert took part in the funeral of Cui labor, which made me remember the days of next week, the most difficult days of the year.

"She also sturdy than I." He laughed and said, "I have come to your house on Saturdays to help you clean up the yard."

Cui total workers in the past to help me tidy up the courtyard, now Robert, before I gave their impressive comeback this live, but also Fenwenbuqu. "Thank You, Luo Bute, I am very grateful."

"What you need, even though call me, please, Mrs. Clark?"

"Thank you, child."

I heard the doorbell ring, saw Miss Wen parked car outside. Miss Wen whole month every week to Li Fute wife home and asked some of my wife's question Marina. She asked me how descaling, I told her with a tooth powder. She asked how I unscrewed the light bulb burst inside the base, I told her with raw potatoes. She asked me her old servant between Constantine and her mother what had happened, I take a cold sweat. I thought a few weeks ago revealed to her that Constantine had a daughter told her she would no longer hold onto me hot pursuit. Miss Wen can still persevere in turns to ask me, I Qiaode out, she could not understand Why can not a black woman in Mississippi to raise a white-skinned doll, it would be a hard lonely life, neither side can not be in there.

Each time wen ask them how to clean up this lady and how to fill that's democracy, and where Constantine, we also chat about other things. I have never to my club, or her friends speak out of turn tongues, but I could not help but tell her I Choi labor, his results have never been to good, to tell her my church deacon, he has caused me clear articulation neurasthenia , though some 708 pieces of things, but I never say to a white man had to listen.

Today, I was told her silver and polished silver solution scrubbing the difference, only those poor families would produce thin scrub silver industry, because that easy to save money, can not look glamorous. Wen Miss Waizhenaodai frowned: "Ai Bilian, remember ... ... Cui workers that idea?"

I nodded, and again in the burst of heat, tearing, I do not that this matter be revealed to a white man.

Wen Miss squint touched upon, but also had mentioned the bathroom looked as things that pile, "I have been considering this matter, I would like to talk to you ... ..."

Can not wait for her finish, Li Fute wife into the kitchen, to see the plum? Mobu Li is playing with my bag of combs, said earlier today that took her bath. I Miss Xiang Wen Road, the other, they went to the Preparatory tub.

I tremble in fear for the day for a year, on November 8 finally arrived. I reckon its probably sleep the night before the last two hours, day Mama Liang they awoke, I rest on the pot to the stove on the public license of coffee, bend over to wear socks to feel back pain. I intend to go out on their breath, the phone rang.

"Just look at haunted happenings, you slept yet?"

"I'm fine."

"Tonight I bring you only caramel cake, you consequently say nothing of dry, light sitting in the kitchen clean, the Nazhi cake for supper." I want to smile, but laugh. I thank her on the Minney said.