When we live together, we go because people let people who used to live here go with us.
Exactly. Bruno Gretel said now that you’re away from my bedspread, you’ve made a mess of it.
Bruno jumped out of bed and landed on the carpet with a bang. He didn’t sound like this. It sounded very good. He immediately decided that it was best not to jump around in this room or the room might collapse in their ears.
I’m not here. Bruno said that a hundred times.
I know you don’t, Gretel said, but we are capable, aren’t we?
I miss Carl Daniel Martin Bruno said.
I miss Hilda, too. Isabel Louise Gretel said Bruno was trying to remember which of the three girls was the annoying monster.
I don’t think the children here look so friendly. Bruno said that Gretel was putting a scary doll on the shelf. When she heard this, her horse stopped, turned around and stared at Bruno in surprise.
What did you just say? She asked.
I said I don’t think the children here look so friendly, and he repeated it.
Gretel, a child here, wondered where the children came from. I didn’t see any of them.
Bruno scanned a room, Gretel’s room also had a window, but it was on the other side of the hall facing his room, which was the opposite direction. He didn’t show too much. He pretended to pace casually and walked to the window. He put his hand in his trouser pocket, whistled and didn’t look at his sister.
Bruno Gretel, something is puzzling. What the hell are you doing? Are you crazy?
Bruno went on whistling and didn’t look at his sister until he came to the window. Fortunately, the window was not high. He could see the outside. From here, he could see that they came in a car. In addition, three or four cars were father soldiers’ cars. These soldiers were smoking and laughing and looked at the room nervously from time to time. Besides, Bruno saw a road and a grove in the distance was a good place to explore.
Bruno, can you explain what that just meant? Gretel asked.
There’s a small forest. Bruno didn’t know what his sister said
Bruno Gretel was angry. She rushed at Bruno and scared him to jump against the wall.
What? He pretended not to know what she was talking about.
The other kids, Gretel, said you said they didn’t look very friendly.
It was Bruno who said that he didn’t want to jump to conclusions based on appearance before sexual contact, and his mother had educated him many times.
But who are those children? Gretel asked where they were.
Bruno smiled and walked to the door to signal that Gretel should follow him. Gretel sighed deeply and put the doll in her hand on the bed, but she suddenly changed her mind and picked it up tightly on her chest and walked into her brother’s room. When she entered the room, she was almost hit by Maria, who seemed to be carrying a dead mouse in her hand.
They were outside, Bruno said, as he walked to his window and looked out. He didn’t look back to see if Gretel had followed. He was anxious to see the children. He forgot that Gretel was here.
Gretel is still a few steps away from the window, and she is eager to see it with her own eyes, but Bruno’s way of speaking makes Gretel suddenly feel a little nervous. Bruno has never cheated her this time, but now Bruno is there, and she is hesitant to see the children. She swallowed a mouthful and said a prayer, hoping to return to Berlin as soon as possible in the foreseeable future instead of Bruno saying a month.
What’s the matter? Bruno said. He turned around and saw his sister clutching the doll at the door. Two golden braided hair were placed symmetrically on her shoulders and could be dragged at any time. Don’t you want to see them?
Of course I want to see her promise but hesitate to go to Bruno. Now you can go, she said, elbowing Bruno aside.
The first afternoon when we moved in together was a beautiful sunny day. When Gretel looked out of the window, the sun just came out from behind the clouds. Gretel adjusted his vision and the sun hid behind the clouds. Then she saw what Bruno said.
The fourth chapter outside the window.
First of all, they are not children at all, they are all little boys, big boys, fathers, grandfathers and maybe uncles, and they are all alone, as if they have no relatives. Everyone here.
Who are they? Gretel’s mouth is as open as his brother’s these days. What is this place?
I don’t know if Bruno can analyze it as accurately as possible, but I can’t see anything as beautiful as my hometown.
Where did the girl go? Gretel asked the mothers and grandmothers.
They may live on the other side, Bruno guessed.