And it only took one trip, and he felt that if he missed this good job because he ran too slowly, he was sure that his father would kick him hard in the butt with his size 48 leather boots.
He did not dare to stop along the way and ran straight home to tell his father about it.
After hearing what his son said, old Oliver was a little doubtful at first whether he had heard it wrongly.
How much? How much did he say? Two pounds for a ride?
The merciful Lord finally favored his devout believers. Old Oliver did not dare to delay and immediately ran to the backyard.
He had to get the carriage out, and his wife, seeing him in this state, called out from behind:
"Raincoat, raincoat! Wear a raincoat!"
At this time, Old Oliver's voice came from the backyard: "Don't wear it anymore, get wet! Otherwise, I won't feel at ease holding this money."
After a while, a horse-drawn carriage drove through the accumulated water towards the steam locomotive station.
After arriving at the steam train station, old Oliver moved a few chairs to the back of the carriage and placed them in the accumulated water.
Customers can step on stools to walk into the carriage to prevent water on the ground from wetting their shoes and skirts.
On the other side, the security guard called the captain took out an umbrella and held it over the heads of Sifrea and Mrs. Kenfield to shield them from the heavy rain from the sky.
Their attentive behavior made Xifula feel a little embarrassed.
So she took out another 3-pound note from her small bag, took out another one and handed it to the security guard called the captain.
Seeing this, the security guard smiled even more attentively. He stepped directly into the puddle, holding an umbrella and escorted them into the carriage.
He completely ignored the fact that his entire body was outside the protection range of the umbrella, and the cold rain in the sky could not extinguish the enthusiasm on his face.
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