Grace Of Honour

The house has two bedrooms and one living room. There aren't many important things inside, and the electronics are all from a long time ago. The arrangement of the furniture is also a bit disorganized, but it still makes people feel very welcome.This striped green sofa is on top of the yellow sofa. A hand-made box suit with toothpicks, cotton swabs, pens, and silverware inside was sitting on the glass coffee table. There was a glass dish next to it with cut watermelon and pears in it, and skewers on top of the fruit.There was silence in the house. The only sound coming from the kitchen was the faint sound of cutting veggies. All of a sudden, though, there was a crazy-sounding laugh.Someone cutting veggies in the kitchen heard the laughter and quickly looked out the door. They didn't dare go into the room because they thought it might be dangerous."What are you going to do out there?" Ramiro Bauch, who was in a wheelchair, asked the almost shy man in his 30s who was standing outside the door with half of his face burned. He laughed like crazy before, but now his whole body doesn't look happy or even a little excited.In a hoarse voice, Alfred Hagenes said, "I..." He turned his head slowly and used half of what looked like his whole face to face Ramiro Bauch."Are you done cooking the rice? If not, go do it!" Ramiro Bauch asked again in a cold voice.Alfred Hagenes bowed his head and quickly went into the kitchen.Ramiro Bauch pushed his wheelchair along as he watched Alfred Hagenes leave. He finally stopped outside the kitchen and looked at the people inside in silence. The harsh, cold face slowly warmed up, and then it went back to thought. Read more