Mom posted a "rental notice" outside the window, and Mr. Hyde should rent it. This was the first time our family had rented out a house, so My mother neglected to find out Mr. Hyde's background and character, and forgot to let him pay the room in advance.
"I am satisfied with the house," said Mr. Hyde, "and tonight I will deliver my luggage and my books. "He obediently moved into my house. Usually, he doesn't seem to have a fixed working time, and he often makes fun of my children kindly. As he walked through the hall where my mother was sitting, he always bent down politely. My dad liked him too. Dad likes to reminisce about Norway, where he lived before moving to the United States. Hyde had been to Norway, and he could talk to his father about the wild pleasures of fishing there.
Only Aunt Jenny, who runs the inn, doesn't appreciate our guests. She asked, "When will he pay the rent?" "It's always hard to ask people for money, and he'll pay it off quickly." Mom replied. But Aunt Jenny just snorted twice, "I've seen this kind of person a lot before, don't expect to lend someone a new coat, it's still good to come back." Mom smiled and said, "Maybe you're right." She handed her a cup of coffee and stopped Aunt Jenny's grunting.
On a thunderstorm day, Mom was worried that Hyde's house was cold at night, so she asked Dad to invite him to the warm kitchen to sit with us. My two older sisters, my brother Nils, and I were doing my homework under the lamp, Dad and Hyde leaning against the stove with their pipes, and Mom working quietly at washing dishes or at a small table.
Hyde tutored Nils in high school and sometimes helped him learn Latin. Nils gradually became interested in learning, and he stopped begging his father to stop working. When we finished our homework and my mother sat in a rocking chair and picked up the needle and thread, Hyde told us about his travel adventures. Oh, he knows so much. Those wonderful histories and geographies followed him into our houses and lives.
One night he read us Dickens's book, and soon, reading became a part of our lives. We finished our homework, hyde grabbed a book to read aloud, and a magical new world opened up to us.
Mom loves to hear the legend of the ancient Norwegian warriors as much as our children: "It's so good! Hyde also read Shakespeare's plays. His sweet bass sounds like a big actor. Even on warm nights, we no longer go out to play. Mom was relieved. She didn't like us going out on the streets in dark. And the happiest thing is that Nils almost no longer mixes in the piles of wild children on the street. One night, the children were in trouble in the street, and Nils was listening to the last chapter of Lone Star Blood and Tears with us.
Just as we were anxious to hear the legend of a knight, a letter was delivered to Hyde. The next morning, he told his mother to leave. "I've got to go," he said, "and I'll leave the books to Nils and the other children." It's a check for the rent I owe. Madam, I am deeply grateful for your kind hospitality. "We can't listen to him finish that story anymore.
We watched sadly as Mr. Hyde left, and at the same time, excited to continue reading in the kitchen. So many books! Mom meticulously sorted out the stack of books: "We can learn a lot from here. Nils can replace Mr. Hyde, and he has a good voice. "I could tell it made Nils proud.
On this day, mom showed Aunt Jenny Hyde's check: "You see, what you got back is still a good coat." ”
A few days later, Mr. Crapp, who runs a bakery, came to my house and shouted angrily, "That Hyde is a liar, look at the check he gave me, it's all fake." The banker told me he had cashed out. Aunt Jenny nodded triumphantly, and the look was clear: "Look, didn't I warn you?" You don't listen. "I bet he also owes your family a lot of money, doesn't he?" Crepo asked hopefully.
Mom turned to us, her eyes fixed on Nils for a long time, then walked over to the stove and threw the check into the fire.
"No!" He replied to Mr. Craipo, "No, he owes nothing. ”
Mom loves to hear the legend of the ancient Norwegian warriors as much as our children: "It's so good! Hyde also read Shakespeare's plays. His sweet bass sounds like a big actor. Even on warm nights, we no longer go out to play. Mom was relieved. She didn't like us going out on the streets in dark. And the happiest thing is that Nils almost no longer mixes in the piles of wild children on the street. One night, the children were in trouble in the street, and Nils was listening to the last chapter of Lone Star Blood and Tears with us. Just as we were anxious to hear the legend of a knight, a letter was delivered to Hyde. The next morning, he told his mother to leave. "I've got to go," he said, "and I'll leave the books to Nils and the other children." It's a check for the rent I owe. Madam, I am deeply grateful for your kind hospitality. "We can't listen to him finish that story anymore.
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