Chapter 10 10.One person's bad luck will bring disaster to others

On this day, Anthony's mother had every reason to be dissatisfied with him in some things.She was absolutely right, and Anthony could not have been more wrong, and he knew it deep down.But the fault is that you are wrong, and you know it in your heart, but you just can't say these words.You stand like a log in front of your mother.Those words in your mind keep churning and trying to come out, and you think your mother must have heard them.But she didn't hear it.Is she going out of the room?If only... if only she had waited a little longer.Anthony would say those words.She waited a little while longer, but he still didn't say them, he just couldn't.He thought and thought of the words, made them come out of his mouth, and they were in his mouth, but his lips were like a bolt that held them shut.Why couldn't he say them?Will she go away?If she was gone, his chance would be gone.Mom, don't go.No, she's gone.Her face was cold to him, and they seemed no longer themselves.

"Can't you tell me, Anthony?" He stood transfixed.Could she hear what he was telling her?Maybe she did hear it, but what could she do when he was just standing there sullenly?She stood up.oh mom, are you leaving?Stay and I'll tell you, I'm about to tell.She waited by the door for a while, but nothing came.She went out and the door closed.His chances are gone.Oh, why didn't she wait?It was her fault for not waiting.He was about to tell it, but at this moment she walked out of the room. Of course, Anthony can follow behind.But no, that was too hard, so instead of following, he came into the garden, and walked up and down sadly, not knowing what to do.

Oh, he can't stand it!He couldn't stand her cold face.He must win her love, make her change her mind, and stop thinking about it.She hurt him with her cold face and made him feel sorry for himself.He must hurt her, too, and make her feel sorry too—she must feel as sorry for him as he did for himself. Once, Bertie Davis showed him how to do a marvelous thing.That's called a horse-gnawing mark, anyone can make a horse-gnawing mark as long as he pinches his arm lightly.Bertie Davis performed on his own tiny arm, proudly showing him the wound.You roll up one sleeve and rub your arm vigorously with the rough cuff of the other, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing off the skin, and rubbing on until you have an oval wound on your arm.

Anthony rolled up his sleeves and made a horrible horse-gnaw mark on his arm.When he got it out, he was almost terrified to look at it himself.But it is such a great joy to make such a mark that it makes the heart jump out.With such a visible wound, somehow the invisible wound didn't hurt so much.He ran to his mother, whimpering, real tears that he had held back for another reason, and now he didn't have to.He ran up to her and held out his arm, his little hand drooping. "Look, mother, look at the mark I gave the horse!" His mother was terrified.For Anthony, that cold look disappeared, replaced by a look of panic and pity, which was the best painkiller.

"Anshone, honey, what's this?" "That's the mark of a horse," Anthony said, sobbing. The imprint of a horse gnawing.A horse bit him?which horse?a strange horse.on the trail.The horse ran over, bit him and ran away. As she bandaged his arm, Anthony was satisfied to see her love him again.He succeeded in erasing her irritation, and replaced it with panic.She's not one to make a fuss, but she was really scared.But she comforted him, wiped away his tears, and didn't scare him with a harsh word.He left her soon, with great joy in his heart, and found him in Ellie Davis's workshop.Ellie, who was pushing the plane, looked up and said:

"Hello, are you hurt?" "Yes," Anthony said. "How did that happen?" "Oh, nothing," Anthony said.Nothing he said could tell Ellie that it was a horse bite mark.Eli Davis was Berti's father, and he was the one who taught him the trick.Chances are Ellie knew the trick too.Another strange thing was that he didn't want to lie to his friend Ellie, even though he didn't care a bit about lying to his mother.But later, some things had to be made clear between him and his mother.It was clear what was going on between him and Eli. "So you can't work today, my dear!" said Ellie.

"I can hit things with a hammer," Anthony said. "There's nothing to knock," he said, still busy with his work. "I'm sorry to hear of the loss of your father's farm," he said after a while. "Why are you sad?" Anthony asked. "He's a man and a gentleman, and that's what your father was," Ellie said, as he pushed the plane out. "And, you see, one man's misfortune can ruin others." "Really?" Anthony was very surprised, how could Ellie suffer when his father's farm was not in good condition? "You have a farm too, Ellie?"

"Me? No. But everything is connected, Master Anthony. You see, like this, when luck is good for one, it's good for others. Bad luck is for one." Others felt the same way at the time. I was going to re-roof your father's old barn this summer." "Are you ready to change now?" "No, he came to see me and said: 'We'll have to wait a while, Ellie, I've got a loss. ' That's what he said.So lo and behold, that's the way it is.If one person is unlucky, it will bring disaster to others. " "You won't starve, Ellie? You won't?"

"God help me, I won't! And the bad times will pass. When the good times come to him, they will come to me. Things are always connected." Anthony's words kept ringing in his ears as he ran home.Because it was the first time in his life that he saw, even if only for a short time, that one person's bad luck hurts others, that is to say, one's injury hurts others.If he is cruel to his mother, he is also cruel to himself. He hurried to find her.She was sitting there doing her needlework.She looked at him with her usual face instead of a cold one.It was much easier to say something to that face.

He ran towards her. "Oh, Mom!" "What's the matter, Anthony, does your arm still hurt?" "No, it doesn't hurt much, Mom." "I'm glad," she said, taking him to her knees. He rubbed his face on her shoulder and murmured, "Mom, I really want to tell you..." "Say it then," his mother said, rocking him. When he told her what he couldn't tell her in the morning, the words came naturally.Yes, as soon as they are spoken, all is well.Anthony saw his own grief disappear along with his mother's.Ellie couldn't be more right.

The only thing he didn't tell her was the mark of the horse.For some reason, he didn't want to tell her.Besides, she didn't worry about it anymore, so he naturally didn't have to make trouble for himself.Also, so what if he told her?He will never do such a thing in the future.