After we arrived at the Foulqueret house, we spent our time talking to each other. Or I would rather say the elders spend their time catching up. While us, the youngster was assigned to prepare the table.
The food was already cooked even before we left. So, the only thing left to do is to prepare the table.
I look at Brother Pascal and take the plate in his hand. "Brother Pascal, you should just sit. You just have arrived after a long journey. You should just rest and let us do this."
Bother Pascal pet my head. "That's okay. This is just a simple task. I won't get tired because of it. Also, have you forgotten that I am a Doctor? I spend hours, sometimes even more than a day, inside the hospital. Doing this is not a problem."
I sigh and let him do what he wants to do. Brother Pascal is quite stubborn too.
