Jenkins, of course, did not agree, but old Williamettes threatened not to include his name in the will, so that Jenkins could only be forced to enjoy this "last holiday".
Hesitantly, he went to the door of his house, pushed open the yard gate first, then went up the steps and knocked on the door under the awning.
It's not that there is not a key to the house, but the original owner does not like to open the door, no matter what time it is.
"I am back."
He said awkwardly to the middle-aged woman who opened the door.
Today is a working day, Jenkins' father has not finished his job at the mining company, and his younger brother is still at school. The only older brother has already moved to the school to live, and Jenkins is the only idle person in the family.
"It's good to have you back, come in quickly, dinner will be served soon."
Mary Williamette hugged Jenkins with an affectionate smile. She did not ask him what he was doing with the Bishop, but asked the maid to quickly fetch clothes and shoes for Jenkins from the house.
Although they are middle class, the Williamette family is the richest of the middle class. In a situation that Jenkins could not understand, the old Williamette came into a wealth that ordinary people could not imagine.
"Something must be wrong here. I will have to look into it later."
Jenkins reminded himself in his heart and then put on an apron with the help of the middle-aged woman.
In addition to the hired cook and maid, Jenkins' younger brother also has a tutor. The former two were hired through the mediation of the "Nolan City Home Economics Center", and the latter old gentleman was the former teacher of Jenkins' eldest brother.
I do not remember what their salaries were, but they were probably no less than Jenkins just got salaries.
The family is good in every way except for Jenkins.
Before he could retire to his room to rest, the head of the family, Robert Williamette, returned with his youngest son, John Williamette. "Oh, Jenkins is back."
The middle-aged man handed the briefcase to the maid at his side, put on his shoes and then went forward to give Jenkins, who had risen, a warm hug.
"How was it last night at Bishop Palod's? did not scold you, did he?"
He had a broad smile on his face. Although the original owner was not as good as his brothers in every way, Robert's love for the three brothers was the same.
"Very good."
Jenkins nodded a little uncomfortably, feeling very embarrassed, but he could not refuse.
"I am Jenkins Williamette."
He reminded himself in his heart that although he felt like a thief who had stolen someone else's identity, he really liked that identity.
After Mary Williamette asked them to wash their hands, the family sat down in the restaurant. Most of the dishes in front of them were silver, a habit the Williamette family had only recently developed. From this alone, we can see how many pounds of gold Robert earned from the mining company.
"Please wait a moment."
Before everyone ate, Jenkins stood up and indicated that he had something to announce.
"I met Bishop Palod last night and spent the night with him. The bishop told me a lot, though I have not understood most of it yet."
He stroked his hair sheepishly and Mary smiled at him to encourage him to continue.
"Even though I did not understand most of it, the bishop was right. I have grown up and I can not live like this anymore."
"Oh, Goddess!"
Mary exclaimed, drawing an intricate square symbol on her chest. Robert nodded with satisfaction, and Jenkins' brother John also smiled and clapped gently.
Jenkins took the brooch he had received from Bishop Palod out of his pocket and put it on.
"The bishop helped me find a job in the hope that I could settle down from now on. I have accepted it. This is his gift."
The family was stunned at the same time. Mary stood up and hugged Jenkins with tears in her eyes.
"Child, I knew you would understand, I really did, I always knew..."
Mr. Robert patted her on the shoulder from behind, and when Maria let go of Jenkins, who was very ashamed, he hugged him.
He said nothing, and after the hug he patted Jenkins solemnly on the shoulder: "Good boy, you are from the Williamette family!"
Jenkins nodded to everyone, "I am going to change."
He made a pun, and Mrs. Mary actually cried.
Although John then suggested they go to a restaurant to celebrate his brother's get job, Jenkins declined, saying can not wasted the dinner had prepared.
The family finished the meal in a boisterous mood, and the old Williamette even got Jenkins to drink two glasses despite his wife's objections. The middle-aged man reached into his blond hair and smiled cheerfully like a child.
After the meal, Jenkins told Mary and Robert what he was up to. They did not ask much and seemed to think that Bishop Palod's order was not wrong.
Robert even wanted to take the day off tomorrow and take Jenkins personally to the old man's antique store, but was firmly refused by Jenkins.
Jenkins returned to his room on the second floor.
Outside the door hung a small mirror in the moonlight. In the mirror was a young man with a delicate and pale face that resembled Robert Williamette in five respects. Jenkins checked the muscles in his face and smiled, and the young man in the mirror also showed a stiff smile. "I am obviously 20 years old, but I look 16, but that's not a bad thing."
He sat down on his bed, then suddenly remembered something, got up and locked the door, but still did not turn on the gas lamp that was connected to the steam pipe.
This family is really good, he is willing to continue living in this world as Jenkins, so some things must be kept secret from the relatives down there.
He carefully drew the curtains to cover the deep night, and then Jenkins sat down on the chair in front of the desk.
"Open." He tapped his temple with his right hand and used words to increase the intensity of the psychological suggestion. During the day, Jenkins heard Binsi mention that the energy used by superpowers, or something close to energy, is called "spirit". Although he did not go into specific details, he still told Jenkins not to overuse his abilities.