《Simple Farm Life》Money
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Floyd can only eat soft food. Not too greasy and no too salty. So he made some rice porridge. The food for the boy is some stir fry vegetables and meat and sweet and sour meatballs and steamed rice.
The boy thinks the food is good. He eats alot.
Floyd looks at Ronan.
The two of them only meet a few times and alot of them are when they are both intoxicated with drugs.
Last time he saw him is when he gives him money.
Ronan was a little different that time. Not too shy and awkward.
Just indifferent.
'Take care of the child. Its not his fault.'
He left and they never bother with each other for so long.
Now the boy is 3 years, 4 years ago, this is not tbe reunion he thought would happen.
At first he doesnt want to go and become a burden to him but its better to leave the capital star. If someone become too greedy and try to kill him, with all his friends on jail, he cant fought back.
Ronan saw the listless Floyd and feel sorry for him.
This guy was used by his relatives and they treat him like a livestock but he never stray his path and become an admirable General. Yet people are too stingy, even though he work hard for all his recognition, they plotted against him and now this is his state. He cant even eat using his own hands.
He remember his grandfather in his original world.
As long as he can remember, his grandfather is strict, powerful and strong. He is always the last say and he is tough. He can handle all his sons to follow him.
But when he had stroke, he lost his ability to speak, to stand properly and hold things.
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He was so frustrated and he is always mad. But everyone tolerate it.
His father said,its not that he is mad at them, he is mad at himself.
"Dont think so much. You are strong, from youth, you never let people dictate what you will become. You prove them wrong when you become the youngest general. This too, is another phase."
Ronan said.
Floyd looks at Ronan.
But he says nothing.
When he feds him, he opens his mouth.
.
.
Ronan felt the burden after a week.
Its hard.
Floyd can walk but sometimes he falls asleep standing up and he needs to support him. A few times he let go and he falls. Floyd broke his arm.
Sometimes when he is feeding him, Floyd will spits blood and all the food will scattered on his clothes and he needs to change his clothes, his bedsheet and everything that is soiled.
Same goes when Floyd cant control his bladder and wet or soiled the bed.
Ronan thought he is a patient person but its really hard work.
All he can do is plant more to relieve his stress. Its not Floyd's fault. He is sick. Ofcourse itll happen but ofcourse he too is tired and just human.
He doesnt want Floyd to know his irritation. He feels that if he let him see it, he will harm himself or feel self pity.
"Ronan,"
Ronan looks at Flake.
He smiles.
"What's wrong?"
"...Are you tired? If you teach me, I will help you cook."
Ronan chuckles.
"Im fine."
Flake isnt convinced. Last night, he saw him crying while gripping the soiled blanket. He knows how hard it was for Ronan to wash it. There is no washing machine at his home.
"Maybe, we can buy washing machine. Ill tell dad."
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Ronan feels bad.
"Ill buy it."
Ronan still have money.
Its a bit expensive but he can still do it. Right, he should just buy it. Make his life easier.
"Ronan,"
"Hmm?"
Ronan lower his head.
"You are working hard. Thank you."
Ronan thinks that Flake is too mature.
He smiles and hugs him.
Its really hard to work hard like this. But when your effort was being appreciated, it feels good even if its hard.
"Okay. Lets go."
.
.
.
"Its been three month since your last relapsed? Thats very good sign." The doctor said.
Floyd can even last awake now. He is sitting on the bed.
He is still think and looking sickly but you can tell that his health is getting better.
Floyd smiles.
Its all thanks to Ronan.
He didnt give up on him.
He thought at first he will soon get tired of taling care of him. Afterall, they aren't related and there is no friendship between them. But he cant be more wrong.
In his hardest moment, he helped him.
There's even time when he cant get out the bed and shit on his bed two times or three times a day.
He felt humiliated. He wanted to die.
But his son is there.
Atleast for him, he wanted to live another day.
Ronan patiently cleans him. Feed him, clean him,feeds him.
He never sleeps without feeling comfortable in his sleep.
He knows there are alot of nights where Ronan will cry from being too tired but he never showed it infront of him.
Floyd smiles.
"Doctor, I dont want other people to know that my help is improving. You know what will happen if someone had an idea."
The doctor nods.
"It was a good idea to leave the capital star."
"Yes. It is."
Ronan is feeling a bit down.
His savings are not that much anymore. He just keep consumming and forgot to work because he was busy taking care of the father and son.
Ronan usually selling his produce to the local market but it was laborous and not so much income but it is enough for him before.
Ronan doesnt want to stand out so he never think of doing unordinary but there is a sense of urgency.
"Ronan, what's wrong?" Flake asks.
"I think I need to star selling online food."
Flake eyes widen.
He always think that Ronan's food are delicious but because his dad cant eat food with lots of flavor, he cant make so much dishes. He said he will cook it for him soon.
"You will sign up to an online company site? They can promote bloggers and seller. There are many categories. I like the children category. Watch children program."
"Well, Im not sure yet. We are very rural planet. Well, Ill see whats our best option."
"Ronan, why are you suddenly want to sell food?"
"So I can earn money."
"Oh." Fredrick thinks his dad has money. But he thinks Ronan likes the idea of working.
A/N :
Lipton+swak bread brand+sugar+ice= milk tea
Hhhahahah
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