Why it never ends

Chapter 954 Shed

Ximoya pretended to glance at Hesta's profile casually to observe her expression. Hesta's words "Kendai too?" could obviously be interpreted in another way: for example, expressing dissatisfaction with the frequent signature commissions in recent days.

Hesta looked out the window: "Did Kende save your life?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Have you noticed that every time you talk about her, you suddenly switch to another state?" Hesta said with a smile, "More serious, more tense, as if an eye suddenly opens above your head and looks at you when her name is mentioned - why are you so nervous?"

Ximoya didn't bother to pay attention to Hesta's teasing. She looked ahead and pretended she heard nothing.

This trip was even longer than expected. The scenery on both sides of the road changed from the city to the desolate elevated road, and then gradually to rolling hills.

The car began to climb the hill. When a fence about one person high began to appear near them, the car leading the way began to slow down. Hesta saw a dark green metal gate at the end of the road, where someone had been guarding it. As soon as they saw Trion's car, they pulled the chain and pulled the heavy iron gate back.

When the car passed the door, Hesta deliberately looked at the foreheads of the two people who opened the door. They were two men from District 12. They were strong and silent, with no marks on their heads.

Trion's car drove about fifty meters in and stopped, and Ximoya also braked.

"Ma'am!" Trion smiled and walked back, taking the initiative to open the door for Eucalyptus in the back seat, "Perhaps you have the energy to go down for a walk now?"

Eucalyptus was a little hesitant, but still got out of the car. Although she had heard Hesta's brief account of what had happened in the past few days last night, she was still not very clear about the purpose of coming to this manor today, especially since Hesta had taken the initiative to come to Fatima to help find a house before. Eucalyptus didn't understand why Hesta had approached Trion so many times when Simona had clearly warned him of the dangers of this person, and Hesta had no appreciation or intention to win over Trion.

"You look really good today. It seems that you have had a good time in Emanlia these two weeks!"

Eucalyptus came back to her senses. She glanced at Trion beside her and said, "Busy."

"Yes, it's not easy to find a place to live." Trion lowered his voice and said, "Have you found a place you like now?"

"Still looking." Eucalyptus replied.

Trion burst into laughter, which made Eucalyptus feel confused.

Behind them, Ximoya followed Hesta, while Eleven and Qiqi ran in front and behind, having a great time. Rows of coffee trees stretched out on both sides of them, with new leaves of dark green and light green covering the land, and everywhere was full of greenery. Occasionally, there were a few wooden sheds built between the coffee trees, and some people were working near the sheds.

Fatima, who was following Trion, deliberately slowed down her pace. Hesta noticed this and took the initiative to greet her. After a few pleasantries, Hesta looked into her eyes and asked, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Yes..." Fatimati said, "Chloe's illness has not improved yet."

"Then why are you walking here? You should get in the car and drive to a place where you can rest..." "No need." Fatima said, "Trivier wants to take you around the plantation, and I don't want to miss it... Do you like it here?"

Before Hesta could answer, Fatima continued.

"You'll love it."

……

This is the closest plantation to Emmanlia among all of Trion's plantations. The coffee trees here are generally about ten years old and are at their peak production period. Despite this, the income from the plantation is still far less than the several tax revenues he received in the city of Emmanlia.

However, Tryon still spent a lot of time and energy on this plantation. At first, people didn't understand why he did this. It was not until the newspapers in the Third District began to report on the "great cause" he was attempting on this plantation that people realized his ambition - he was building a utopia full of his personal ideals and preferences on this plantation covering an area of ​​about 2,000 hectares.

As they went deeper, they saw more and more wooden sheds.

These sheds are dilapidated, and the wooden boards have long lost their original color. Plastic sheets, asphalt, and even some iron wires are used to fill the holes in the sheds. It is almost noon now, and some women have just returned from the fields, while others are kneeling on the ground to cook. Their clothes look covered with oil stains and dust, the same color as the sheds behind them.

"...Are these the female workers in your plantation?" Ximoya was furious. She turned to Trion and said, "Do you know how the plantation management regulations in District 12 stipulate the rights of employees?"

"Don't get me wrong, ma'am. They are not my workers...they, oh, and them," Trion pointed to the men who were queuing in front of another big pot waiting to eat, "they are all illegal tenants here, free people. I have been merciful enough not to drive them out."

Fatima leaned towards Hesta and whispered to her what illegal shanties were. These were locals who had lived here for generations. They worked on the land, reproduced, and regarded it as a natural procedure. Even if some merchants from the third district came here and became the new owners of the land, they didn't care. They only needed to work for the owner of the plantation for a fixed period of time every month as compensation for continuing to live here, and they could continue to stay here - this had become an unwritten rule in District 12. In addition, there were some free lands in the plantation, and they could decide what to plant on them.

"Did you buy the land from them?" Hesta asked.

"Of course not. We bought it from the previous plantation owner, who was also from District 3—"

"Did she buy the land from these squatters?"

"I haven't asked, but it shouldn't be." Fatima replied, "The first person to purchase this land should have won it directly from the Emanlia City Hall. You also heard that these people are 'illegal' squatters. They don't have land deeds, but just stay here."

The shack dwellers not far away also gradually noticed the crowd approaching. When they recognized that it was Trion, they all dropped their things and rushed towards Trion. When they were two or three steps away, they all knelt on the ground, almost with their faces on the ground. Some of them even crawled forward a few steps devoutly and kissed Trion's shoes. They were mumbling something, but Hesta could not understand it.

"Okay!" Trion put his hands on his hips, "Go do what you need to do, don't get in my way, I'm very busy today!"