Monument of Life and Death

  Chapter 509 Family Teacher

  When Xiaolan opened her eyes, she found that she was standing on a piece of green grass.

  A drizzle of rain fell, fainting in the air, like a rising mist.

   Xiaolan raised her right hand.

   Click!

  A tawny leather briefcase slipped from his elbow and fell to the ground.

  The drizzle soon wet Xiaolan's hair and white skirt on her body. The briefcase was lying on the grass, and the raindrops turned into water droplets and exploded on the surface of the purse.

   Xiaolan crouched down and picked up the purse, unzipping the metal zipper.

  There are some unfamiliar currencies in the bag, an ID card and a document that looks like a contract.

  The ID card shows that Xiaolan is a young female teacher in her early thirties. The photo on the ID card is very similar to Xiaolan's own appearance.

  Xiaolan opens the contract.

  "Dear teacher:

Sincerely thank you for your willingness to come to Morwen Manor for a long distance to provide education and care for my two children during my long journey. The manor is fully equipped, and the housekeeper and servants will meet all your needs. , I hope that in these ten days, you can enjoy the happiness and respect you deserve in Morwen Manor. It will be my greatest honor.

  PS: The two children are at a naughty age, and there may be some mischief attempts, but those are all products of imagination. I believe you will like those two clever little guys. "

  Not even a signature.

   Xiaolan turned the paper over to the back.

  There is a strange stain printed on the upper right corner of the back of the letter paper.

   Xiaolan lifted the stain to the front of her eyes and took a closer look. A drop of drizzle fell on her eyelashes, making her unable to open her eyes.

  The rain is getting heavier.

  As the rain increased, the fog in the air seemed to slowly dissipate. Not far away, a spacious and gorgeous ancient manor appeared in Xiaolan's sight.

   Xiaolan put the purse on her head, stepped on high heels, and stumbled towards the grey castle manor.

  The door of the manor is open, and the name of the manor made of iron is hung on the top of the door-Mowen Manor.

right here.

There was no one in the courtyard, only a large area of ​​exquisite gardening. Under the beating of raindrops, Xiaolan ran to the gate of the castle in one breath, stood on the gray steps and threw off the drops of water from her body, twisted and knocked the door. .

  The knock on the door seemed to spread throughout the castle.

  The door opened, and a middle-aged woman wearing a housekeeper's clothes appeared in the door.

  "You are here." Seeing Xiaolan's appearance, the woman invited her into the door with enthusiasm, "I thought you would come again after the rain. I'm really sorry, I got you cold..."

  The woman said, she pressed a copper bell on the wall, and did not hear the bell, but within a few seconds, a girl with the appearance of a maid hurried over from the back of the hall with a snow-white towel in her hand.

  The maid handed the towel to Xiaolan, and ran back with her head down.

  "Thank you." Xiaolan thanked her dryly and tried her best to wipe the water off her body with a towel gracefully. Even so, she still got a strange look from a woman.

   "Well...what about the children?" Xiaolan asked embarrassedly.

"Oh, our two little angels, Lily and Moses," the woman's eyes showed plenty of love, and even the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes seemed less vicissitudes. "They will be back soon, school education, you know, Sluggish and stiff, so I agree to ask you to come and take care of them privately. You know, it will help the little angels to burst their imagination... By the way, I am Miss Yrel, the housekeeper here, you Just call me Yrel."

   Xiaolan nodded ambiguously, and the two stood by the window, looking at the courtyard together.

  Not long after, the rain became even stronger. At this time, with a crisp ringing sound, a two-horse-horse-drawn carriage appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

  The two children were sent into the castle by the servants. The clean clothes and uppers were not disturbed by a rain curtain.

  They were two pretty children. The boy Moses was about ten years old, and the girl Lily was even younger. The two children bowed to Xiaolan with innocent and polite smiles.

When Yrel took Xiaolan and the two children up the stairs, the boy Moses walked quietly on Xiaolan’s left hand. Xiaolan could feel the boy glance at him quietly, and then, as if trying , Moses gently grabbed Xiaolan's finger and asked, "Will you be our mother for ten days?"

   "My little angel, little Moses," Miss Yrel laughed loudly before Xiaolan could answer, "Your question will scare your tutor."

  Moses lowered his head and smiled sheepishly, then raised his head for a while, still staring at Xiaolan's chin crookedly, and asked kindly and cutely, "Will you be scared?"

   Xiaolan lowered her head, and saw the two children looking at her with simple and bright eyes at the same time. She smiled slightly and replied, "I will not be scared."

  The two children laughed brighter.

Xiaolan raised her head again. Just as they reached the end of the stairs, the smile on Miss Yrel's face disappeared somehow, but she quickly pointed to the corridor, put on a polite expression, and said, "You 'S room is here. The two opposite rooms are the rooms of Little Lily and Little Moses."

The two children were led into the room by the servants, and Miss Yrel and Xiaolan were left. Yrel took out a key and handed it to Xiaolan, "If you have any questions, you can communicate with me at any time. After all, After ten days, it is our common task to return the children to the husband in good condition."

  Yrel retreated, Xiaolan opened the door of her room and wandered in.

The design of the room is luxurious and complicated. The snow-white curtains and gauze curtains are floating slightly. Perhaps because of the long-term closure, there is an ancient smell in the room. There is a bright high window next to the bed. You can see from the window. To the view of the second half of the manor.

   Xiaolan put the briefcase on the dressing table and looked at herself in the glasses.

   is myself, not myself anymore.

  Xiaolan has completely become the woman in the ID photo. Judging from her looks, she is more like an enlarged version of herself.

  There were more than a dozen pieces of the same style of clothing in the closet. Xiaolan checked it carefully, and there was nothing wrong, so she changed the wet clothes on her body, dried her hair, and took the letter to look again.

  The ink was soaked with raindrops, and the stain on the back of the letter was still eye-catching.

  It’s just that I can’t tell what it is.

  Suddenly a bell rang downstairs, and Xiaolan just put away the letter paper, and knocked on the door.

  "Sorry," Yrel looked at Xiaolan who opened the door, and smiled guiltily, "I forgot to tell you, this is the dining bell of Morwen Manor, please go downstairs to eat."

  (End of this chapter)