Why it never ends

Chapter 1086 Slogan

The children were not happy while eating. Whether it was Shiyi Qiqi or Amer, all three of them wolfed down the rice in their bowls in a flash, then jumped off the stools and ran away.

Stella also put down her bowl and chopsticks. She was thinking about something and had no appetite. This morning, she was taken away by Hesta to talk. Hesta said that she would also be a part of the banquet in Arevalo that night, and Hesta asked her to make some preparations.

"Preparing for what?" Stella asked.

"I don't know. Just prepare accordingly." Hesta left this answer and walked away.

At that time, Stella looked at Hesta's back, feeling a little annoyed, a little puzzled, and a little like laughing, but as soon as she took a breath, tears welled up in her eyes.

If only Qianye were still alive, Stella really wanted to slam the table in front of Qianye: Look! This is really what you taught him! How much like you! No sense at all!

At this moment, Stella stepped out of the door, her eyes following the children away. She saw that when Eleven and the others crossed the open space outside the main house, the two little girls named No One and Everyone ran out smiling again. The five of them gathered together and happily ran off to play somewhere else.

The children ran past Pakat's window, shouting the old man's name. Pakat opened the window and stuck his head out. Eleven asked loudly where her fox was now. Pakat was about to answer when Kiki also shouted, "And my fox is not open!"

Pakat gestured to them to keep quiet and quietly pointed in the direction of the main house - Hesta was over there. If she heard it again, the fox and the fox might be captured again.

The five children immediately covered their mouths with exaggerated gestures, which made Stella laugh. She walked towards Pakat, intending to discuss the matter with the old man. At this moment, she heard footsteps behind her. It was Lai Lin.

"I'm moving some things over for the old lady." Lai Lin explained.

"You are too diligent," Stella said with a smile, "I just don't have a good appetite today, why do you eat so fast?"

"Jane..." Lai Lin just opened his mouth, but felt a little awkward, so he switched to another name, "Ms. Hesta has urged me several times."

"Ha, why don't you call her name?"

Lai Lin smiled awkwardly - she couldn't explain why, but she felt that she just couldn't be as natural in front of Hesta as others.

“You can’t do this.” Stella swung her arms, “If you continue like this, she will think you are a man.”

Lai Lin laughed: "It doesn't matter if you treat me as a man, I already think of myself as-"

"That's not what I meant," Stella said with a smile, "If she treats you as a man, you will be naturally stuffed into a hierarchy by her, and she will no longer see you as a person - you should be the same as before, as you were in your tavern before."

Lai Lin was a little confused.

Yes, Stella's words pointed out a fact - when she was in the tavern before, she was never as restrained as she is now. At that time, she walked freely between the tables, joking with every guest, and even dared to negotiate with Hesta after she came to ask for her help.

However, during this period of time, she became restrained. For a moment, Lai Lin seemed to have a leaf covering her eyes brushed away by someone. Perhaps this manor was too precious, so when she took it over, she tacitly acknowledged that she owed Hesta a great deal, so she had to use a more respectful attitude to express that she was fully aware of this.

But Lai Lin was still a little surprised that Stella would call this state "being a man."

"Next time she urges you, just tell her, 'Jane, let me finish my meal,' just like she did to Santa today." Stella said, "It's that simple. Don't treat her as your superior. She is not your superior either. After all, it is you who gave her the 'opportunity' to work and live here. You have to show your aura."

Lai Lin's expression was still surprised, but she hesitated and thought for a while: "Thank you, I... will try." "Don't be too nervous," Stella grabbed Lai Lin's shoulders, "Relax, ma'am."

Lai Lin laughed.

The two of them entered Stella's studio one after the other and went upstairs together.

On the second floor, Pacat was organizing the philosophy slogans that the children had made for her. She planned to open a philosophy classroom specifically for children under six years old in the school that Hesta was about to build, where she would talk to the children about their daily lives.

She prepared some very common summary quotes, such as "Know yourself", "You cannot step into the same river twice" and so on. She wrote the words, Eleven and the others helped to color them, and then Kiki and several other girls carefully cut out the pieces of paper according to the outline.

"Hello, my dear mother." Stella pushed open the door and greeted Pakat in an exaggerated tone, "Do you have time now?"

"...It's just right that you're here. My eyes are a little blurry." Pakat frowned, "Help me find where I put my reading glasses."

"What are you looking for reading glasses? What are you doing? Let me help you." Stella walked to Pakat and took the plastic basket from her knees.

"Sort by initials," Pacat said.

Lai Lin also came in. She placed the envelope that Hestatuto had given her on Pakat's computer, and then walked over to Stella to help.

Suddenly, Stella’s fingers stopped: “Hmm? This one doesn’t seem to be complete…”

She picked up one of the pieces of paper, and Lai Lin glanced at her hand——

Those who can't kill me...

Lai Lin retracted his gaze and said softly: "It will definitely make me stronger?

Stella held her breath: “…No.”

Lai Lin turned his head again and saw Stella flipping out a small piece of paper folded at the back. Apparently, the slogan was torn and the original second half was missing, so a child imitated the handwriting of other slogans and wrote the second half and pasted them together.

"Those that don't kill me," Stella whispered, "...may kill others,"

Stella suddenly felt very touched.

Even if some things can't kill me, they are still dangerous because they can cause fatal injuries to other people - Stella has never thought about the problem from this perspective.

Pacat glanced over here and couldn't help laughing: "It's Qiqi, this is her handwriting."

Stella recalled: "Oh, I know...the kid who always follows Eleven?"

"Yeah." Pacat nodded: "She's very good at writing."