Personality V: I will save everything

Chapter 511 (＊?︶?＊) ． ?． ：＊?

"The owner of your manor is really nice..." The gardener looked at Carl with envy and couldn't help but sigh.

In her mind, she secretly compared her own environment with the place described by Karl, and couldn't help but feel that if their place was as hard as hell, then the place where Karl and his people were was as beautiful as heaven.

After hearing what the gardener said, Carl showed a happy and proud smile on his face and nodded in agreement:

"Yes, that's right. Mom has always been very kind to me. Not only to me, but also to everyone in the manor!"

Speaking of his mother, Carl seemed to have endless things to say.

"My mother almost never loses her temper or gets angry with me. Every time she sees me, she always strokes my head with a smile on her face, giving me endless warmth and comfort. Also, whenever I excitedly rush towards her, my mother always catches me steadily, making me feel cherished and cared for."

However, at this moment, Karl seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped talking. After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and continued: "But... there was one time when my mother couldn't hug me."

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That was a long time ago, when Carl was only nine years old.

From the moment Carl was born until he grew up, the owner of the manor always tried her best to play the role of a mother.

Although the owner of the manor had never personally experienced the emotion called maternal love, he generously poured all his love into little Karl.

However, on that seemingly ordinary day, something unexpected happened. At that time, young Carl was happily running and playing in the beautiful garden.

Suddenly, for some reason, his feet slipped and he fell heavily to the ground.

For children of this age, falling down and getting hurt are very common, and these should be just some minor setbacks on their path to growth.

But...what happened next made the owner of the manor completely change his mind.

After Carl fell, he did not get up quickly like the other children. Instead, he lay on the ground and cried loudly. While crying, he kept slapping the ground with his hands and yelled, "Wow, it hurts! I don't want to get up!"

His spoiled and coquettish appearance made the owner of the manor realize that he could not always be a mother who was doting and gentle to her children.

Sometimes He needs to be strict, even very strict.

Because He knew very well that if he continued to indulge himself like this, Carl would definitely become a weak, incompetent and irresponsible person in the future.

And this is definitely not the result He wants to see.

Loving people is like growing flowers.

This statement is actually absolutely correct. Whether you water the flower too much or almost never water it, the flower will wither.

At that moment, the owner of the manor found that he seemed to have poured too much "water".

The manor owner is a good example of this – a flower that has barely been watered and has completely withered.

He didn't want Carl to become like him.

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"Stand up on your own."

The owner of the manor said this with a serious face. This time, he did not rush forward to comfort Carl who fell to the ground as he did in the past. Instead, he stood quietly by the side, staring at the nine-year-old child with cold eyes.

You know, a nine-year-old child already has his own self-awareness.

If you don't understand what I'm saying, then let me put it this way.

A nine-year-old is already in the third grade of elementary school!

Go to the streets and take a look. Is there any third grader who falls down and cries like a kindergarten kid? !

Therefore, He decided to let little Carl learn to face setbacks on his own and stand up from difficulties on his own.

However, Carl did not seem to understand the manor owner's intention. When he saw the manor owner walking towards him, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and then he stretched out his hands to the manor owner without hesitation, as if expecting that warm embrace to lift him up.

If it were any other time, the owner of the manor would have hugged Carl tightly in his arms out of heartache.

But today was different. He knew that he could no longer over-indulge Karl, so he hardened his heart and shouted, “No! You are already such a big person, how come you don’t know how to stand up by yourself after falling down?! You are still thinking about asking your mother to hug you?! Hurry up and stand up by yourself!!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the owner of the manor turned around resolutely and left without looking back.

Only poor Carl was left sitting alone on the cold ground, looking at the manor owner's receding back, at a loss as to what to do.

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At that time, Carl was in a state of confusion. He stared with eyes wide open, looking at his mother who was yelling at him in astonishment. He couldn't believe that this scene was actually happening to him!

You know, no matter when and where, my mother has always been so gentle and loving. She has never been as fierce to me as she is today.

What made Carl even more unbelievable was that his mother not only yelled at him, but even refused to lend a hand to help him up after he fell to the ground!

However, just as Karl’s brain gradually came back to its senses from the initial shock and confusion, a strong feeling of stubbornness suddenly surged into his heart.

He pursed his lips tightly, with his hands firmly on the ground, and continued to sit there motionless.

After all, children of this age tend to be stubborn, and once they decide on something, it is difficult for them to change their minds easily.

At this moment, the owner of the manor who seemed to have turned and left actually did not really go far.

He quietly hid in a corner not far from Carl but sure that Carl could not discover his presence. His sharp eyes always silently watched Carl's every move, not missing any slight changes in his expression.

Obviously, the owner of the manor had already made plans in his mind, and he knew very well that in this "contest" with little Karl, he must not give in or compromise in the slightest.

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Carl just sat there stubbornly, but he didn’t know if it was just a random change in the weather or if the owner of the manor did it on purpose, but the originally sunny weather in the manor suddenly started to rain.

As time went by, Karl's arms began to tremble slightly, and sweat mixed with raindrops flowed down his forehead. He felt wronged and angry, but his stubbornness made him unwilling to bow his head.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by thunder and raindrops as big as beans. Fear spread in Carl's heart, and he was extremely scared. But this fear turned into a kind of strength. He gritted his teeth, exerted force with his legs, and stood up shakily.

The owner of the manor who was hiding in the dark saw this scene, and a gratified smile appeared on his lips. He walked out slowly and walked towards Karl. When Karl saw the owner of the manor, tears welled up in his eyes, but there was also a hint of pride.

The owner of the manor walked to Karl, gently wiped the tears and rain from his face, and said softly: “Baby, you did a good job.”

Karl threw himself into the arms of the manor owner, sobbing softly, “Mom, I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”

The owner of the manor hugged him tightly and said, "Silly child, mother will always love you, but you have to learn to grow up."

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"So you are dissatisfied with Mrs. Bess... Oh, sorry, please allow me to call her the Lord of the Manor?"

The gardener asked cautiously, with a hint of fear and uneasiness in his tone that was difficult to conceal.

Please forgive the poor gardener for thinking like this!

After all, being in this treacherous and deceitful place, she had to mobilize her inner understanding of the darkest side of human nature to guess other people's thoughts and motives.

However, in response to the gardener's question, Carl slowly shook his head, a look of relief flashing in his clear eyes.

Then, he paused for a moment and then spoke again: "It's not what you think. I don't have any resentment or dissatisfaction towards my mother. On the contrary, I know that everything my mother does is out of love and care for me."

At this point, Karl couldn't help but lower his head slightly, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Looking back on what happened back then, I was already nine years old, but I couldn't even get up after I fell to the ground. Thinking about it now, it's really embarrassing! Moreover, after thinking about it carefully, even I can't figure out why I was so stubborn and fought with my mother at the time."

You know, how could a child easily hate his dear mother just because of her strictness once?

This idea is simply nonsense!

After all, a child's deep and sincere love for his mother is an instinctive emotion that is innate, deeply engraved in their souls, and integrated into their blood!

This is a power that transcends words and reason, as if it is the most precious gift bestowed by life itself.

No matter how harsh or unkind a mother may occasionally appear, it cannot shake the position of this natural maternal love in the hearts of her children.

On the contrary, they may feel aggrieved or confused for a short time, but as time goes by and their minds mature, they will eventually understand the endless care and expectations behind their mother's strictness.

Carl has actually quietly stepped into the threshold of adulthood, but deep down he has never really accepted this fact.

Although he grew taller and stronger and more mature mentally, whenever he faced the dignified and solemn owner of the manor, he seemed to turn back into the innocent and carefree child.

This contradiction made Carl feel extremely confused and lost, because he really didn't know how to communicate and interact with the owner of the manor in the manner of an adult.

Besides, Carl knew the old saying that when a bird grows up it must leave the nest.

As he grew older, this thought came to his mind more and more frequently, filling him with fear - did it mean that when he truly grew up, it would mean saying goodbye to this warm, comfortable home full of memories?

This is where he grew up!

Every inch of land carries his countless memories of joy and sorrow, and every brick and tile has witnessed his growth process.

Whenever Carl thought about the possibility that he might be forced to leave this beloved place one day, his heart felt as if it was being pricked by thousands of tiny needles.

However, the wheel of time rolls forward relentlessly, never stopping for anyone's lingering feelings.

Carl knew this very well, but he still couldn't make up his mind to bravely face the upcoming separation......

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As for Karl’s little thoughts, does the owner of the manor know?

Is this even necessary to ask?

Of course I did.

After all, he was the child raised by the owner of the manor. How could the owner not know what he was thinking?

So why didn't the owner of the manor expose Carl's little disguise?

Because.....there is no need...

The owner of the manor just doesn't want to raise his children in a wrong way, but the path the children take when they grow up is entirely up to them to choose.

Leave the manor and go out to develop your own business.

Stay in the manor, continue to stay in this utopia,

Or maybe you can always pretend to be a child and never grow up.

No matter what path they choose, the owner of the manor will always support them with a smile.

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