Chapter 5 noblewoman (1)

Camellia 1. Noblewoman Every Tuesday and Thursday, my only friend, Manuela, would come to my concierge to join me for tea.Manuela was a simple woman who, despite twenty years of dusting, had lost none of her grace.Of course, the so-called dusting here is just a euphemistic abbreviation.You know, in the homes of rich people, there are some things that cannot be called casually. "I dumped the pads in the trash can," she said to me in a soft, palatal fricative accent, "I picked up the dog's vomit, I cleaned the bird cage, it's unbelievable So much poo from such a small animal and I cleaned the toilets. Where's the dust? Well done!"

It is necessary to clarify that Manuela arrived from Ardern's on Tuesday and De Brogley's on Thursday.Before I was here, Manuela had polished the gold-leaf toilet with a cotton cloth, but even so, the gold-leaf toilet was as dirty and as fetid as all toilets in the world, because if there is a The thing that makes rich people equal to poor people is that rich people also have to shit in smelly toilets. So we should pay tribute to Manuela.In this world, some people are born to do dirty and tiring work, while others hold their noses and do nothing, but Manuela has not lost the grace of nature, which far exceeds all plated. The splendor of the gold leaf, not to mention the toilet.

"If you want to eat walnuts, you must first spread the tablecloth." Manuela said, and took out a light-colored wooden box from her old bag, embellished with carmine satin lace.The little box contained almond biscuits, and I brewed a pot of coffee just for the smell, and the two of us sipped green tea and munched on biscuits. Like me, who has always betrayed the image of a concierge, Manuela is not like a Portuguese maid, without knowing it herself.Because of this town in the southeastern tip of Faro Portugal, the capital of the Faro region.Located near Cape Santa Maria, on the brink of the Atlantic Ocean, 217 kilometers northwest of Lisbon. ——Annotation The girl was born under the fig tree. She has seven brothers and sisters above her and six brothers and sisters below her. She worked in the fields very early and married a mason at a young age.Soon after, she moved to France with her husband and became the mother of four children.The four children are French according to the law of birth, but according to society, they are still Portuguese.This Faroese girl, in black girdles and turban, is a nobleman, a true, great, undeniable noblewoman, who, because of her noble nature, is deeply imbued with disregard for court etiquette and titles of nobility.What should a female nobleman be like?It is probably the realm of leaving the mud without staining it.

The vulgarity of the parents-in-law's family, the people of the parents-in-law's family will use vulgar entertainment every Sunday to suppress the pain of humble background and bleak future.The neighbors are vulgar, they have a life as pale and sad as the neon lights in the factory, and people go to work every morning as if they are going to hell.The vulgarity of the female employers, money can't hide their despicableness, they treat her like a mangy dog.But just seeing Manuela present her elaborate fruit pastry to me as if it were a queen, gives a sense of the grace of this woman.Yes, as presented to the Queen.Whenever Manuela appeared, my room became a palace instantly, and the snacks of the pariah became the feast of the king.Just as the storyteller turns life into a shining river that swallows pain and sorrow, Manuela turns our lives into an epic of warmth and joy.

"Little Palier actually greeted me on the stairs." Suddenly, she broke the silence and said to me. I muttered disdainfully. "He's reading Marx," I said with a shrug. "Master Mark?" She pronounced "Si" as "Shi", a palatalized "Shi" as charming as a sunny day. "He is the father of communism," I replied. A contemptuous sound escaped the corner of Manuela's mouth. "Politics," she said to me, "is just a toy that the little rich don't lend to anyone else." She thought for a moment, then frowned.

"It's different from the books he usually reads," she said.