"Mom, the dishes at home are not very dry; I have to wash them again. I brought a bottle of detergent back with me," Hilly said as she carefully washed the dishes in a basin with the detergent.

"Oh my, Hilly, did you take the detergent from the employer's house?"

"I didn't take it, I got it from the storeroom. I reported it to Mr. Alfred and the cost of bringing things home will be deducted from my next month's salary."

"Oh, I see. Scared me. But why do you need to wash them so carefully? Detergent is expensive. When you work at the employer's house, you should wash carefully. It's your job. At home, there's no need to be so particular."

"They need to be washed clean, otherwise the dirty stuff will enter the stomach with the food, and people will get sick. How much money does it cost to go to the hospital? How much detergent and water bills can that money buy?"

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"Alright, alright, I can't argue with you. You're right."

"It should be this way. When our family was in poor condition, you taught me that even if the conditions at home were not good, we should still keep it clean and tidy, so that we can live a good life. Now that our conditions are better and my brother is in school, we should definitely live a cleaner life, shouldn't we?"

"Sigh, let me help you wash."

"You sit and rest, Mom."

"No, I came to accompany you since my daughter is back. Otherwise, I should be folding cardboard with your aunt in the next room."

"You can take it easy in the future, don't stay up late doing those chores, it's bad for your health."

"I can do some, Mom, I'm sorry. It's not easy to earn money as a maid. I haven't spent much on myself, I've given it all to the family and relatives. Hilly's family used to live in a shantytown, which sounded a bit better than a slum, but later, with Hilly finding a maid job, more and more relatives came over. Now, two uncles from her father's side and one aunt from her mother's side have brought their own families over. A long time ago, when Hilly wanted to go home, she couldn't because there was no place for her to sleep. Later, Hilly spent money to rent three rooms in this gray and white building for her family and relatives to live in. Karun has seen the gray and white building, which is very similar to the tenement buildings he knows, cheap to build and can accommodate more residents, with one shared bathroom per floor. Hilly's salary as a maid is considered high, but it's hard to save anything when one person's salary has to support so many people. However, mutual help among relatives is common in the illegal immigrant community. When everyone comes to a strange environment, the bond of blood relatives is magnified. Moreover, when their own family was in difficulty, these relatives also helped out, and they helped her father raise the medical expenses, so there was no reason to kick them out now that her conditions were better. But as a mother, she still feels sorry for her daughter's efforts.

"Mom, I eat, drink, and live at the young master's house. I eat what the young master's family eats, and I have my own independent room. I have a clothing allowance for all seasons, and I don't have to spend my own money to buy clothes. I don't have any place to spend money at all."

"But you should always save some for yourself. What will you do when you get married in the future?"

"Get married? Mom, do you think I can live as comfortably as I do now when I get married?"

"This..." As a mother, worrying about her daughter's marriage is a natural instinct, but in the face of her daughter's words, she had no reason to refute.

Could she, like herself, find a man to marry and live happily ever after? Since her daughter became a maid, her hands were no longer as rough as before, and even her skin was a bit whiter. When she got close, she could smell the faint scent of perfume on her daughter, and she was more confident and graceful. When she walked into this gray and white building, she didn't look like someone who should be living here at all.

This meant that her daughter wasn't lying. The young master's family she described was really good to her, otherwise she wouldn't have this feeling.

In fact, Hilly herself didn't realize many of the changes in herself. When she first started working as a maid at the Allen apartment, she just tried to fulfill the role of a maid as much as possible, but everything changed when the black cat at home started talking to her.

Puerh was good to Hilly, although she always called Hilly "big butt." But Puerh also always called Alfred "radio monster." In Puerh's habit, calling you by a nickname represents a kind of relationship approval. And Puerh's high "living standard requirements" at home ultimately had to be implemented on Hilly, and over time, Hilly slowly elevated her own role.

In this era, maids are also classified. Excellent and experienced maids are in high demand in the market."Getting older and not getting married is not good after all."

"Mom, I'm still young, no rush." The mother sat on a stool, while Hilly, wearing a floral long skirt, squatted.

For a long time, at Mr. Alfred's request, Hilly had to wear jeans to work.

For what reason, for what purpose, the young maid was not stupid, and she understood it in her heart, but there was no way, they demanded too much!

Also, Hilly found that every time the young master's gaze deliberately lingered on her buttocks, although she felt very shy in her heart, she also had an inexplicable joy.

Later, it was Karun who discovered that the maid at home always wore jeans, and even when the weather warmed up in the spring, she did not change her style. It was then that he realized that Alfred must have made the request, so he personally told Hilly that she was free to dress as she pleased.

The mother patted her daughter's buttocks. Hilly looked around uncomfortably and scolded, "Mom, what are you doing?" The mother rested her chin on her hand and curiously asked, "Your young master must also like you here, right?"

"Mom, what are you talking about, the young master is a very upright and clean person!"

"He's not a lady, sigh, actually your aunt and the others have said that if possible, being a lover is also good."

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about when you fold cardboard every day!"

"But the maids who become the lover of the old master have lower salaries and benefits than you."

"Ugh..." Hilly had actually struggled with this issue. At first, she would think that since the young master liked to look at that part of her, then let him look, it wouldn't hurt; but then, she thought, young master, you can do more than just look...

"Sometimes, some things, you have to take the initiative to make decisions, otherwise, you will regret it."

"Mom, you can't imagine what kind of person the young master is. I'm already satisfied to serve him, I don't want to think about anything else, and I don't want to think about it. Thinking too much is a kind of blasphemy against the young master."

"But what if one day your young master gets drunk and climbs into your bed, what will you do?"

"Mom, you know, I sleep very soundly." After washing the dishes, Hilly accompanied her mother in making dinner for the whole family, oh no, for the whole family here.

The mother cooked, and Hilly just helped. It's not that Hilly didn't want to cook for herself, but her current cooking habits were not suitable for the family.

During dinner, everyone sat around a round table. The main dish was a pot of authentic Vienna sauce, and the staple food was pancakes. The two uncles worked as porters in a flour mill and were able to buy discounted flour.

After dinner, because Hilly had returned, the two uncles and the aunt's husband made a promise together. In another month, Hilly wouldn't have to help with the rent here, they would be able to pay their own rent.

The main cause of the troubles in the lives of the lower class is poverty. If poverty is broken down further, the next layer is poor risk resistance. If an accident occurs, such as falling ill or suddenly being laid off from work, even a one-month gap in salary income can plunge the entire family into bankruptcy.

They basically don't have the next month's rent and food money in their pockets, because their current lives have already pushed them to the limit.

Once the rent can't be paid and they are evicted, and then there's a shortage of food, this family will fall into a cycle of brokenness. It's not easy to find temporary work, and in the end, each member of the family will be driven to that dark ending in a desperate situation.

It's not that they want to jump off a cliff, but they have been clinging to the cliff with both hands, and now they can't hold on anymore.

Hilly's parents comforted them not to be so anxious, after all, they were relatives, but they also didn't dare to persuade them too strongly, for fear that they would change their minds.

After dinner, Hilly folded cardboard with her mother, aunt, and aunt together. These were all odd jobs brought back from the factory. The men had to go out to work, so the women could only stay at home, taking care of the children and doing these small jobs to supplement the family's income.

The main light in the room was not turned on, only a small lamp was on. After folding for a while, Hilly decided to stop working. She had to go back to the funeral home tomorrow, and when the young master came home, she needed to face her work with a better state of mind.

"I brought back a soup dumpling that the young master created, I'll cook it for you."

"We don't want it, take it to your brothers." The mother said.

"Everyone should try it." Hilly went to cook wontons, and gave several bowls to her cousins, then carried a bowl to her brother's room. Her brother's room was very small, separated, with a bed and a desk inside.A steaming bowl of wonton soup was placed in front of the young man, who immediately smiled upon seeing it.

"Sis, let's eat together."

"You go ahead, I often have this for breakfast at the young master's place. I made this bowl specifically to your taste, with extra lard and more scallions and cilantro. Try it."

"Mmm, delicious!" As her brother ate, Shili noticed a book he had placed on the desk and picked it up, asking in confusion, "Brother, are you still reading Mr. Luther's publications?"

"Yes, a classmate passed it to me. Sis, I want to be a great person like Mr. Luther in the future."

"You need to focus on your studies first and strive to get into a good school. I believe a great person will definitely take care of their parents first."

"Yes, you're right, sis. I understand."

"Ah!!!!" A scream pierced the night's silence. Shili immediately pushed open the window and looked outside, where she saw a group of people in white robes holding torches in front of the gray-white building. From a distance, more and more torches were gathering here.

In the flickering flames, their high-crowned face masks seemed to flicker like messengers of death. Many residents of the gray-white building leaned out to look outside.

"Down with the purple pigs!"

"Down with the purple pigs!"

"It's them again," her brother said.

"Sis, many people from our school have joined this organization. They often like to point at my nose and curse the purple pigs at gatherings like this. It's not the first time, there have been several times before when they organized and came to throw stones and curse at the residents here. If you call the police, it often leads to nothing. If you report it too many times, the police will come to check the immigration status of this building. It can be said that whether being cursed at or doing the cursing, we've all gotten used to it. But this time, it's clearly different. What was that scream just now? A leader with a megaphone started shouting, 'This is Vien, the land blessed by the gods, the light of the Marklay civilization, the glorious heart of the empire. And you, you are the barbarians abandoned by the gods. No, you are not even human, just a group of monkeys with purple hair! I really can't imagine how there can be people with this hair color. You are the defective products of the creator, the source of all filth! You are a group of pigs, polluting our land, stealing our food, taking our jobs, and encroaching on our homes. You should go to hell!' As more and more followers of the holy fire began to gather here, a bonfire was lit, and then a shocking scene unfolded. The followers of the holy fire threw seven or eight men and women who were bound with iron wire into the bonfire, and screams were heard again.

Inside these gray-white buildings, there were immediate cries of terror, and everyone knew that tonight's events would be completely different from before.

"Come, let the holy fire burn away all this filth! Come, let the holy fire see your bravery and purity! Go and fight these pigs, send them to where they belong, the garbage dump, the boiler room, the swamp! Go, pure-blooded Marklay warriors, defend this land that belongs to us, for yourselves, for your future generations!"

"Awooooooo!"

"Awooooooo!" All the people in white robes with high hats screamed, then took out the weapons they had prepared, some with knives, some with axes, some with shotguns or revolvers, and they rushed into the gray-white building in front of them.

In the hallway, they dragged out people with purple hair and prepared to throw them into the bonfire to burn.

Those who dared to resist were either killed or shot. Then they began to break down the doors. The fragile wooden doors of the gray-white building were obviously not very defensive at this point, often being kicked open, men being killed, and women being violated.

The laughter of the white-robed people mixed with screams and cries, creating a true scene of hell on earth.

Once the atrocities were fully revealed, the organization immediately began to disintegrate, and everything descended into bestiality.

As a result, those living on the higher floors began to choose to escape, or to pick up nearby sticks and clotheslines and other objects to prepare to resist, but in front of the white-robed people, these resistances often became very feeble.

But even if it was feeble, it did indeed delay the process of slaughter, and combined with the fact that there were many white-robed people doing evil on each floor, it to some extent reduced the number of people continuing to rush upwards, giving those living on the higher floors more time to escape.

Shili's father, uncles, and her aunt's husband had already picked up sticks and joined the other men on this floor to block the stairwell."Hilary, Hilary, run, run, take your brothers and escape!" Her mother pushed Hilary's back, signaling her to quickly descend using the rope made from tied-together bed sheets.

"Mom, you guys need to come down quickly too!" Hilary didn't delay any further; after her brothers had gone down first, gripping the bedsheet rope, she too began to descend.

Once her cousins and brothers were all safely on the ground, Hilary landed as well. She looked up anxiously, hoping her mother would make it down too.

But just then, two figures in white robes appeared.

"Ah ha, I thought we were too late and had missed out, but now it seems we've arrived just in time!"

"I like this chick, whoa, just seeing her butt makes me feel like I'm already up."

"I'll go first, you're second."

"Damn, why should you go first?"

"Because I'm faster than you!"

"You... alright then."

"Run!" Hilary picked up a tree branch from the ground, yelling at her brothers to escape quickly, while she faced the two men in white robes alone. She was scared but not completely panicked; after all, she had built up her courage working in her employer's house.

"How about this, you spend the night with the two of us, and we'll let you go, how does that sound?"

"I just love your butt, as long as you can satisfy and please me, we'll let you go. After all, we're not like them, we're more merciful and kind." As soon as the words were spoken, two slender fingers appeared beside each of the white-robed men's faces, and a bone-chilling cold instantly spread throughout their bodies.

They instinctively tried to open their mouths to scream but found they couldn't make a sound, and their bodies were being dragged up by an invisible force, their feet already off the ground.

A handsome face slowly emerged between the two men, smiling, "I heard you wanted to snatch my young master's butt?"