Trafford's Trading Club
chapter-229

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup Editor: DesTheSloth

The more they walked, the dirtier Luo Aiyu looked. She fell down on the ground many times but someone always pulled her up rudely at once.

The fright on the way made the landlady, who still had her charm, cry.

Their destination was Hear-The-Sea Cliff.

Luo Aiyu didn’t know why they took her there—the cloth stuffed in her mouth was taken away after she arrived.

“You bastard! Let me go! What are you going to do!” Luo Aiyu screamed.

A Bao watched her, saying coolly, “You’ll know that soon.”

At that time, another group of people came after them. Each person pushed a cart with 1 or 2 persons on it.

Dozens of carts were full of people— the sun had already risen long ago.

Luo Aiyu was frightened after seeing those people. She almost slumped down.

A middle-aged guy walked to A Bao, “Grandpa A Bao, the patients are all here!”

A Bao nodded, “Where are their relatives?”

The guy said, “They didn’t agree in the clinic. But in front of them, another person got stricken down by the illness… so they had to agree in order to stop more people from being infected by the disease. Some who still were still resisting were pressed down, so they dared not talk and didn’t come with us, saying that they don’t want to watch this scene. But I asked some people to surround the clinic just in case someone will come to make trouble.”

A Bao nodded, “I checked the time, the next hour will be a lucky hour. Let’s worship the sea lord then.”

“Worship? What worship? Tell me what that is!” Luo Aiyu feared that something was wrong. She didn’t know about anything but her instinct told her that she would be the most dangerous one.

That middle-aged man came to Luo Aiyu, sneering, “Of course, sacrifice you to worship the sea lord! Do you see those patients? Only by sacrificing you to the sea lord, the whole Lui Village can be kept!”

“What the f*ck!”

Luo Aiyu struggled in fright. But how could she regain freedom in front of two strong men? Luo Aiyu couldn’t help swearing, “You bastard! Sons of a b*tch! Let me go! Let me go! I wanna see the village head! And tell him you guys want to kill me!”

“Bottle it!” the middle-aged man humphed, pointing one of the carts, “The village head is right over here! He got the disease too!”

Luo Aiyu was astounded and collapsed. Then she struggled more seriously but her mouth was sealed by the cloth again.

She was pressed down on the ground and could only make a crying voice using her throat. Quivering at this moment, she became perplexed because of the fright.

Right then, another group of people walked on the cliff.

From a further place, Luo Aiyu seemed to hear Wu Qiushui’s voice, which raised her hope to live again.

…

…

Ren Ziling walked up and down in the reception room of the resort

It made Lizi feel dizzy. She said, “Sister Ren, being worried here is useless… it’s not our area.”

“That’s the most provoking point!” Ren Ziling gnashed, “I can’t believe there are such group of people who trust superstition in the modern society!”

“Hush… be quiet.” Lizi talked carefully, “Yiyun took her grandpa to take a rest. Her father disappeared, her mother is caught, and her grandpa is like that…”

Ren Ziling sighed. This was the most helpless thing in her opinion.

“Let’s have some food.”

Luo Qiu walked out of the kitchen with a tray and two casseroles.

“I have no appetite!” Ren Ziling sat down, she was very angry.

Luo Qiu put down one casserole and the spoon, “Ginger and minced pork congee, with some shrimp and Katsuobushi flakes.”

Ren Ziling swallowed her saliva. As for Lizi, her eyes gazed at the pot, kindling with desire.

“Eat it when it gets cooler.” Luo Qiu didn’t talk more, just opening the lid slightly, then held another pot, walking on the stair.

“Hey, brat, where you go?”

“I’ll send the food to the old man.”

Watching him go upstairs, Ren Ziling gaped. She wanted to say something but closed her mouth eventually… ‘This guy is quite thoughtful.’

‘So, does You Ye love him for this reason?’

In Mama Ziling’s view, Luo Qiu was flawless, his dullness could be considered as innocent… Subeditor Ren who was thinking glared at Lizi, “Lizi, fill a bowl of congee!”

“Ah? Sister Ren, you said you didn’t have any appetite?”

“None of your business… Oh right, where is You Ye? I didn’t see her just now!”

“I saw her coming back to the room,” Lizi said while biting the spoon.

“Alas…” Ren Ziling sighed.

She originally thought that she would see Luo Qiu’s girlfriend this time and try to get along with her by taking this opportunity, but unexpectedly they met this unfortunate incident.

‘Who knows if You Ye is scared by this… Ren Ziling thought about it, a spoon of hot congee was sent into her mouth.

“Oh f*ck! It’s too hot!” Ren Ziling tongue stretched out, her hands hurried to fan to lower the temperature.

Lizi couldn’t help laughing.

“Don’t laugh! Have you never seen someone getting scalded before?” Ren Ziling rolled her eyes.

Lizi shook her head, “No, but I found out that your ‘big son’ knows you better than yourself. Sister Ren. He told you to eat it after it gets cooler. But you still ate it now.”

Ren Ziling felt very embarrassed.

…

Crack.

When the door was opened, Lui Yiyun gaped, looking at Luo Qiu with a weird expression… seeing him hold the tray.

“May I come in?”

“Oh… sure.” Lui Yiyun nodded.

Her face looked terrible. She watched Luo Qiu come in— this was Lui Buhai’s room, quite a simple room.

Then, Lui Buhai was sitting at the tailstock quietly, looking at the sea outside.

This senior was here, but the important thing of his was not with him.

Luo Qiu walked to Lui Buhai, glancing at him, then turned to Lui Yiyun. The girl stepped up to him quickly, receiving the tray from Luo Qiu, faking a smile, “Thank you, you should be a guest originally.”

“I‘m used to taking care of people.” Luo Qiu said gently.

Lui Yiyun didn’t know how to answer him, so she just stirred the congee in the pot.

She took a little in the bowl, to have a taste of the flavor and the heat. The girl was suddenly stunned.

“Don’t you like it?”

Lui Yiyun said, “Well, it’s much better than what I cook… but, my grandpa won’t eat it without sauerkraut.”

“Well, let me get some for you.” Luo Qiu nodded.

Lui Yiyun hurried to stop him, “No, thanks, you don’t know where it is… I’ll come back soon.”

Lui Yiyun stepped rapidly to leave the room.

Boss Luo had seen a little plate of cut sauerkraut near the pot, but he didn’t take it together. Now, he was looking around Lui Buhai’s room.

Pictures that only had single outlines and hanged on the walls all around.

They had yellowed already.

Lui Buhai was still watching the sea dully. It seemed that the agitation just now was a momentary consciousness but he was still a common senior with Senile Dementia.

Luo Qiu walked to a wall, putting fingers out to touch the different, but same, drawing paper, feeling one after another.

“Why don’t you finish drawing them?”

If the senior could still remember, he would recall that he had asked this question during the first time when they met.

Lui Buhai who stood still was seen reacting to this question. He turned his head slowly. When the cloudy eyes met Luo Qiu’s eyes, Lui Buhai’s look seemed to turn a little clearer.

“Save her, save her…”

He repeated, again and again, as if he didn’t know what he was talking about, and everyone else knew it more clearly than himself.

Lui Buhai eyes became cloudy again, viewing the boundless sea.

But an old goatskin roll had been unfolded in front of him.

When his palm pressed on the roll, the last slight hint of clarity was lost from Lui Buhai’s eyes. He turned back into the appearance where he was sitting on the lawn and drawing pictures while facing the sea.

However, his eyes turned cloudy.