Magic Farmer Dara - 2nd Edition 80 Another Golden Girl

The next visit was to Aunt Akhum, she was the widow of police general Arzbey. She lived quickly with her two sons and daughter-in-law. Sons worked in the police, one in the road department and the other in the patrol service. The eldest son was the head of the department with the rank of colonel, and the youngest worked as an inspector with the rank of captain. They had three children each. All the boys.

Aunt Akhum went to the wholesale market every Sat.u.r.day and made purchases for a week. She was thrifty and economical. Despite the fact that their family earned about $ 7,000 per month. Aunt thanks to her resourcefulness and knowledge of the city, she could save well. Putting aside money for weddings to their grandchildren. After all, each wedding cost at least 25,000 - 28,000 dollars. Almost like in India.

And now, Aunt Akhum wanted in the morning three hours later to go to the wholesale market to buy apples, pears, onions, cuc.u.mbers, tomatoes and dried fruits with nuts. Nuts and dried fruits contributed to an increase in immunity and were good for getting calcium so that the heart does not hurt, like a natural dietary supplement.

Suddenly a bell rang at the door of her gate. It's too early. Who could it be?

The aunt threw a raft over her head and quickly went to the gate. Both sons had already had breakfast. Since they worked in the police, they got up at 5 in the morning and were already at workplace by 7. The police work is not nominated, they work 12-14 hours. Plus private night shifts.

"h.e.l.lo Aunt Akhum! If you didn't find out, it's me Dara, Aunt Feruzekh's nephew, remember when I was visiting you when I was little," suddenly a young man, unfamiliar at first glance, shocked her, behind him stood an older man. She seems to have seen this old man, he was at their house. But this young man she no longer remembered.

But wait, did he say "Feruzeh"? It seems this is my neighbor through two houses.

"So you are Feruzeh's nephew?" Aunt Akhum asked suspiciously.

"Yeah! My name is Dara, I am the son of her younger sister Banu! Here we were in the mountains, I brought you a present!" said Dara tongue twister.

"By the way, we are opening a new farm store on the corner, in 1-2 months and now we already have our own online farm shop, so if you have time, come to us. We'll give you a 25 percent discount in the neighborhood!" immediately began to part Dara.

- Hoi, hoi, wait! Let me take a breath! So, you are Dara, the son of that young girl Banu, who climbed through our fence and ate our apples. And when we wanted to catch her, she threw stubs at us and giggled merrily. So are you the grandson of General Firuza Mirzo? asked the puzzled Aunt Achum.

"Yes, it is, everything is so, but I did not know that my mother was a bully" ?! said Dara, puzzled.

- Of course it was! She, along with my granddaughter Yerkina, terrorized the whole quarter, ran, balamutili around. But look, this hooligan has such a big son! It will be necessary to introduce you to my great-granddaughter, she is just a daughter of Yerkina. the aunt laughed.

"Ah? And is she beautiful? Where does she study, what's her name?" suddenly asked Dara.

"Well, you are as mischievous as your mother!" Beautiful, of course, all in great-grandmother! Now she is studying in England, an industrial designer, will probably come in a month, and her name is Surayo! said the aunt.

Dara sharply lost all interest in this conversation. Another golden girl, like that fool from New York named Barno. Rich, swaggering, hedonists, without fatiguing. that their parents are modest. Insolent, not patriots of their country. it's not interesting to talk to such people. They look at the world, from the standpoint of free love, they will not live at home. This is a cut chunk. They pump money from their homeland and live not like everyone else at home, but in countries where life is better, food is tastier. And then who is going to work at home? Who will develop their homeland? Dara has already gone through the ideological treatment of her grandfather, a convinced patriot, who said that whoever was born should live and benefit his homeland. Therefore, Dara, perceived two girls from the elite of Barno and Suray as traitors.
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Although of course it was stupid from the outside, since everyone is free to live where he is better. But for some reason, it turned out that those who had previously condemned the capitalists themselves became them, they said on television one thing that you need to live in your homeland is the patriotic duty of every citizen. However, their children and grandchildren were Jews, studied, worked in the USA and Europe. Somehow their words did not fit with their deeds. I could not accept this Dara.