He heard his last words.

He heard himself asking, "Why?"

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In an apartment on the edge of the East District.

Liv hung up the last laundry to dry.

She looked at the sky outside, and was a little uncertain about the time because of the thick fog that didn't know when.

"Anyway, it's still early, and our washing work has been completed..." Liv's expression gradually became serious.

Finishing work too early is not a good thing, it doesn't mean you can rest, it just means you are underemployed and underpaid.

Liv took a breath, turned around and wiped her hands beside her, and said to her eldest daughter, Freya, who was looking at the vocabulary book in the next room: "New Year is almost here, and most of our employers are leaving Backlund to go to other places for vacation. We can't go on like this anymore, we have to find a new job."

She said as she walked towards the door: "During such festivals, those rich people will hold banquets one after another. Their servants may not be enough, and they may hire temporary kitchen cleaning ladies. I plan to ask , Freya, you stay at home and pick up Daisy when the time comes, we need income, and those bitch thieves, robbers, and human traffickers also need income to welcome the New Year."

In the East End, every woman who does not enter the factories wants to

To survive, there must be one of craftsmanship or pungentness.

Freya replied briskly, "Okay."

Her mind has drifted to the small table and word book next door.

Just as Liv opened the door, she suddenly staggered and fell to the ground.

Cough cough cough! She coughed violently, her face was flushed, and every joint in her body was sore and unbearable.

Freya ran over in panic and squatted down: "Mom, what's wrong with you? Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"No, ahem, I have no problem." Liv's breathing gradually became difficult.

"No, you're sick, you're sick! I'll take you to the hospital right away!" Freya tried her best to help her mother up.

"It's too expensive, too expensive, cough, go, charity hospital, charity hospital, I can wait, no, no big problem." Liv replied panting.

Freya shed tears, and her vision quickly blurred.

At this moment, she felt her lungs burning, her body collapsed, and even Liv fell to the ground again.

"Freya, what's wrong with you? Cough cough, you are sick too?" Liv shouted anxiously, "The money is here, cough, it is blocked by the cabinet, cough, in the hole in the wall, you, hurry, go to the hospital ! Find a good, good doctor!"

Freya wanted to say something, but she couldn't make a sound. She squinted up and saw the door next door.

That was their bedroom, with their bunk beds, her favorite small table and word book.

Her body twitched suddenly.

Liv's coughing stopped abruptly.

In the public elementary school on the edge of the East District, the fog is not too thick, but many students have already started coughing.

The teacher on duty was trained and immediately ordered: "Quick, go to the church, go to the church next to you!"

Daisy stood up in panic and ran to the church next to the school with the crowd. JrNovels.com