"Karen, what are you thinking about?"
Mina, who had just helped Karen treat his nose, saw him staring out the window in a daze and asked curiously.
In the past, Karen might have been somewhat withdrawn due to the death of his parents. After finishing junior high school, he didn't go to high school and stayed at home all the time, not interacting with others.
Recently, after this serious illness, although he seemed somewhat "distracted", he was much more cheerful than before. She was willing to talk to him.
"I'm thinking about whether or not to continue going to school."
Karen gently rubbed his nose tip. The pain was not as intense as before. His nose was stuffed with a cotton ball, which should be removed soon.
Previously, he was thinking about what had just happened in the basement and the scenes in his dream, whether it was an accidental occurrence related to his "body" and "spirit" or whether he had encountered a "supernatural event".
After all, for the latter, the basement had already contained most of the triggering conditions.
Nevertheless, it was just a dream. After waking up from terrifying nightmares, the palpitations would soon dissipate.
Afterward, Karen thought more about his future path.
He didn't think that as a "time traveler", he could easily make a fortune and start a successful life.
But as a "striver" who started from scratch in his previous life,
He had enough confidence to rely on his ability and quality to make a decent living in this "new world."
After all, the identity of "Karen" brought no burden whatsoever, not to mention the help it provided to him.
That was enough.
"You used to be the one who hate going to school the most." Mina laughed.
Karen in the past was somewhat autistic and didn't like crowded places like schools.
"Going to school is very important, especially when we're young." Karen said seriously, "Most people when they grow up and become adults, will regret not working harder when they were young."
"The way you say this is just like Mommy."
"Hehe..." Karen shrugged, "Mina, get me a glass of water."
"Okay."
Mina obediently went to pour the water.
Karen opened the window in the room, fresh air came in, and he took a deep breath. Then, Karen closed the window again, cause it was too cold.
Turning around, Karen saw that the black cat Poer had appeared at the head of his bed, crawling there. His eyes stared at him. And it occasionally twisted its neck, seemingly looking up and down.
"Poer, tut, tut, tut, tut..."
Karen tried to tease the black cat with the "pronunciation language" commonly used for cats and dogs.
Poer tilted his head and ignored Karen.
Karen walked up, and the black cat wasn't afraid. After all, Karen was also a family member. Karen reached out and touched the cat's head.
"Meow..."
Poer turned his head, seemingly not enjoying the caress.
"Grandpa gave you an awkward name." Karen muttered to himself, "Poer... Poer, heh, it would be better to call you Poll. It's easier to pronounce."
The black cat shifted its body, apparently not thrilled by this similar-sounding "new name."
Mina brought over a glass of water and said,
"Mommy is on the phone looking for Daddy."
"Hmm?"
At this time, "mobile phones" had not yet appeared, and the efficiency of landline calls to find people was very low.
Moreover, if everything went as expected, Uncle Mason should be driving his hearse somewhere on the streets "drifting."
After giving Karen the water, Mina skillfully picked up a cloth to wipe the windowsill. There were originally two maids in the Immeras family, one was responsible for cleaning and housework and the other was specialized in cooking. However, after Uncle Mason's family and Aunt Winnie and her daughter returned, the two maids were also fired by Grandpa.
On weekdays, Mina, her brother Rent, and Aunt's daughter Chris did housework together while Aunt Mary and Aunt Winnie took turns cooking.
All the family members had "work" to do. Therefore, Karen was the most idle one.
From this, it can be seen that Grandpa Dis, who is always authoritative, treats his eldest grandson differently from others.
At this moment, Grandpa went upstairs.
Mina stood up immediately, and Karen, who was holding a glass of water, also stood up.
Most of the time, whether or not there are rules in the family depended not on so-called "family education" and "tradition" but on whether there was someone you fear and respect in the family.
Dis's gaze swept over his grandchildren, pausing on his grandson for a while. He said nothing, pushed open the door to his room, and went in.
The stagnant atmosphere in the air didn't "circulate" again until the door closed.
Karen let out a sigh and looked down at Mina to see her doing the same.
"Grandpa seems busy every day." Karen asked.
"Yes, there are many things to do in the church, and Grandpa often travels out of town for work." Mina replied.
As they spoke, the door was pushed open from the inside, and Grandpa, who had changed into his "priest" clothes, came out again. He was holding a black suitcase in his hand.
"I won't be back for lunch." Dis said.
"Okay, Grandpa." Mina responded immediately.