The next day, Fein opened his eyes. He yawned for a while and started to stretch his body.
He walked in front of the mirror, took a tissue from the box, and wiped the small green stuff from the corner of his eyes.
And just as usual, he took his time and did everything he needed to do. Such as cooking for his mother and sister while having a casual conversation about his work, feeding Voli, and cleaning his furry body.
After that, he went to the marketplace and met the eight little kids. It is worth mentioning that their previous frail, sickly appearance had gradually turned healthy. Their skin has a ruddy color, and they had bright smiles on their faces.
Fein always told them stories with moral lessons, taught them how to read and write, and imparted some self-defense techniques.
