Chapter 15 Rod and Fish
After taking Vicky to Daisy’s place, Gladys asked Daisy to look after Vicky for her.
She needed to take care of Mars so he could recover from autism as soon as possible.
In the morning.
After taking Vicky to kindergarten, Gladys went to the villa.
It was 7:30 a.m. The villa was quiet, with flowers blooming and birds chirping.
Zachary was having coffee after breakfast with the elegance of the upper class.
He squinted at Gladys flintily when he saw her.
She came so early? Last night, Zachary didn’t tell her when to come. He thought the enthusiasm was worth praise.
In a cool tone, he said, “Mars‘ likes and dislikes are written on the notebook on the table. Read them. Make no mistakes.”
“Oh. OK,” she nodded and picked up the notebook.
There were ten notes altogether.
Gladys remarked, “No problem. I’ve remembered them all. I’ll take good care of Mars.”
Zachary put down the cup of coffee and stood up. “Call Jacob if you need anything.”
He left hastily after speaking to her coldly.
Gladys figured he was going to work.
She was relieved. She felt uneasy around Zachary,
The car was gone. Gladys went to Mars‘ room upstairs.
“Mars, I came.”
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Mars came out from under the quilt. His limpid eyes lit up at the sight of Gladys.
He lifted the quilt, sat up, and motioned for Gladys to dress him.
“You lazy little guy,” Gladys thought inwardly.
She walked to the closet. When she opened it, she was shocked.
Everything was black. Black shirts, black pants, black suit jackets. Even the socks at the bottom were black!
Unbelievable. Were these for a little boy?
“Mars, do you have other clothes?”
Mars shook his head.
Gladys was lost for words.
Vicky wore colorful clothes in all kinds of styles. So were the other kids. But Mars only wore black?
No wonder he was autistic!
“Wear these for now. I’ll buy you new clothes.”
Mars nodded. After getting dressed and freshening up, he went downstairs with Gladys. After breakfast, he read in the study.
All the time, he remained silent.
Gladys was worried. It couldn’t go on like this.
Then, something occurred to her. She leaned in and said, “Mars, let’s play a game. You can’t refuse. You’ll get a prize if you answer my questions correctly.
“If you’re poor, which will you choose? A fishing rod or a basket of fish?”
It seemed Mars hadn’t expected Gladys to play games with him. He pressed his lips and answered, “Fish.”
Gladys was glad. He finally spoke.
But…
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“Wrong answer! Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, and
you feed him for a lifetime. The fish are gone after you eat them, but with the rod, you’ll have a lot of fish.”
Mars frowned.
He said proudly, “I can buy many rods if I sell the fish. I can rent the rods to other people. With the money, I can buy more rods. I can fish with them or rent them to other people. This way, I can make more money. Isn’t it a better idea?”
Gladys was surprised.
This little boy had a brain for business.
He must’ve gotten the genes from Zachary.
Gladys was impressed, but something puzzled her.
“Mars, you speak fluently with standard pronunciation. Why didn’t you speak before?”
