Chapter 4

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It was the spring of 1915 a wonderful year that brought an abundance of fruit and vegetables.The greenery made the countryside come to life as the sun glinted on the treetops and the roads shone in the brilliance of the sun.
Ayla was delighted at the harvest and informed Mr Thompson that they need an additional shed to stock the produce.Carpenters were engaged and soon another shed was constructed.The hands who worked there each got a basketful of grain fruit and vegetables.Very soon Ayla sent the produce to the market place and made a good sale.

One day a car drew in front of the majestic farmhouse.A gentleman ,two
ladies and a young man called upon the family.

"Hi big brother,good to see you again,"said Jenkins.
"Well praise the lord good to see you after such a long time."replied Mr Thompson.
"Meet my wife Ellie ,"said Jenkins.
A tall and thin lady clasped his hand.
"My daughters Molly and Sybil,"he continued.
" Last but not the least my son Harry,"said Jenkins.
"Oh wonderful to meet you all ,"said Mr Thompson looking very pleased.
They sat down and began to talk about old times.

Just then Olive appeared and looked surprised at the guests.Soon Jeffrey appeared and greeted everyone.
"My son and daughter,whispered Clarissa ,Mr Thompson's wife.

Ayla had seen them entering the house and soon went into the cookhouse to provide a great meal.
"Mr Thompson has guests cook extra for five more."

The cook at once got the pot roast ready while the maids made soup and
Vegetable casserole.Soon the table was laid .Ayla sent the wine first and soon each course was served.

"It's the best meal I've ever had"
Said Ellie as the others joined her.
Last of all came the forest cake pudding and thus they ate contentedly.

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