eurekapd Chapter 337: Little Pigeon of Hollywood 1
Chapter 337: Little Pigeon of Hollywood 1
But his furry beard made me giggle and my face was itchy. I laughed very happily that day.
Later, he called me Little Dove, and "Daddy" said it meant peace. I didn't understand, but I liked it very much...
Later, "Daidi" said he was leaving. Since then, many children in the church have been sent away or adopted.
Only I didn't want to leave, so I hugged him and cried, I hid, and then I was "stunned" and stuffed into the box crying and laughing.
He took me to a big boat that made a humming sound.
When it’s late at night and there’s no one around, “Daidi” will hide me in his clothes and take me out to see him.
There were so many stars and the sea was so vast. We walked on the boat for a long, long time. When we finally got off, my legs were still weak...
The roads here are smooth, without any dirt or shells. The people here are dressed in bright colors, and everyone has a smile on their face...
But for some reason, I shed tears...
Later, I lived in a church, where I grew up listening to hymns.
I live a very happy life here.
When I was 16, I entered the entertainment industry because my dad needed money. My dad needed money because the church needed money.
This place is different from the prosperous streets outside. Everyone who comes here to eat needs help.
In 1958, it was the era of color movies with rich and colorful content. Unfortunately, my face was destined to play only supporting roles and villains.
But if I don't act, someone else will, so why can't it be me?
I voluntarily or was forced to take on one villain role after another.
He made one self-destructive movie after another, which earned the church a lot of money and gave Dad the ability to help more people.
Dad also donated a lot of money and property to the country in my name. At the beginning, I received many letters of gratitude in reply, which was a very novel feeling.
Later, when the immigration boom came, I thought I would have friends with the same black hair, but every one of them cursed me.
They asked me the most pointed questions, "Who are your parents? Where is your motherland?"
I can’t answer that…
Dad protected me and got me away from the crowd. After that, he no longer liked me acting in movies.
I didn't listen. The church needed money, so I went to earn some.
Later, in the middle of the night after a dance party ended, I happily went home with the money I earned from dancing.
Then, on the street, I was shot to death by a few patriotic young men who looked at me with hatred and disgust...
That day, I just talked about the next positive role...
Ah, what a pity...
Ah, Daddy is here, Daddy is crying again...
What an ugly old man...
But I can’t say it, it’s so cold…
Daddy, don't cry, you're not wrong, Daddy, I feel so bad...
I love you, Daddy...
After the fusion of spirit and soul, the little pigeon opened its eyes.
She was in the suitcase at this time, her soft body curled up into a ball, and when she opened her eyes she saw her butt.
[Bone shrinking technique. He's severely malnourished. His bone age is seven years old, but he looks like he's four or five.]
"I'm in a foreign country, and the Godfather doesn't know what I can do... Well, let's max out my martial arts skills, and add Strength as an Ox. Forget about the rest for now, it doesn't make sense."
[This image is perfect for playing the pig and eating the tiger, robbing others ~ hehe ~]
While swaying, the little pigeon fell asleep...
"Wake up my little pigeon, oh, we are going to get off the ship tomorrow, Daddy is so happy."
Godfather John opened the suitcase and found that she had curled up again. He stretched out two fingers and carefully pinched her arms and legs, fearing that she would feel numb.
The little pigeon first opened one eye, then twisted into a normal human appearance like a curled-up spider, and smiled sweetly at John, "Stupid~"
"Oh my God, no matter how many times I see it, I still find it incredible. How did you do it?" John picked her up and looked her up and down, then put down the little dove and spread out his wide robe.
"My baby, you must have suffered a lot. Daddy promises that he will never let you sleep in a box again. Lord, please forgive me." John made the sign of the cross, his heart full of guilt.
"Hehe, you stupid fool." The little pigeon saw him making the sign of the cross and followed him, then patted his stomach and said he was hungry.
John smiled, picked up the little pigeon and stuffed it into his robe, then tied it to his chest with a belt. "Let's go, my little pigeon. Daddy will take you to a big dinner today!" John lowered his head and kissed the top of her head.
The little pigeon tilted its head and tugged at his beard, "Chuck chuck chuck~"
"Oh my god, my little rascal." John smiled, protecting his beard and covering her face.
[She's not old, only in her 30s, but with all that fur, she looks like she's in her 40s or 50s.]
[Well, I haven't showered in a while, so I smell a bit strong. Never mind. Big brother doesn't say anything about second brother, but I smell sour too.]
[John is a really kind person, don't worry, I will protect you in this life~] The little pigeon smiled silently.
Through the tiny gap, she watched the narrow cabin become wider and wider, the fishy wind carried the smell of the cruise ship, and then the starry sky came into view!
[Wow~ It’s so beautiful!] The little pigeon’s eyes widened.
In a deserted corner, the little pigeon was put down and then wrapped in John's robe so that only its little face was visible.