Or how rofain is and here I read the story, man, you know
what it is you imagine me here he owes you. It' s today
' s story, the debt today. Well, here' s today'
s story, which is authentic, my friend, where Montenegro was mogenes.
He was an old man, I mean, old man, but he wasn
' t that rich, he wasn' t that old. I' d
be about fifty years old or so. She was very good, people myco,
she had a finquita neighbor of esteli and she had a great cane friend
and a trapiche where she was grinding cane today wherever you are today. Good
coffee, not true, very good coffee, of course, is pure coffee
and is that it is better, rightly, the most tasty coffee. That
' s not true. She' s gonna be good at it this season.
Very good. The candy has gone up is price and I already have
a lot of interested ones. Well to tell you that I' m not
even going to have to take him into town to himself they' re going
to come for him blessed ay. God be with you. Yes, Norberto,
a lot of work has been done. We can' t complain.
God has been good to us. Of course you do, beautiful Gene.
We' ve always been fine. We' ve never known what a disgrace
is. Yes, they are, but you, Norberto, are very good
to people, they are very good to you. Yeah, I' ve
never seen that I denied him is an annal bite and that' s,
that' s good. God, he rewards us for that. I am
my grandfather to Guillermo Gené who feeds the hungry one the blessing from heaven.
He said and here a hungry man who asks is as if he were Jesus
Christ himself and so is Norberto is like Christ himself in the case of God.
That' s why I' ve learned well from you, too,
to give to people, to everyone who goes by and asks me today and
tells me and how many sweet ties you' re going to get out this
year. Ah, well, according to how the truth goes and in the
rhythm of work that I carry, yes, even though I lack oxen,
there are still about fifteen thousand people who are fed up as adults. Blessed,
Blessed is added Blessed is already given. Tonight we start by grinding it.
Today night they' re going to sell Juan and leave with the grinding.
Seeing in that was the end that the old malinche from where Montenegro hermogenes.
She told me that, no more or less she was all guarapo olilla
said and it is delicious, The smell of guarapo to me very rich,
canales here and there. However, at that time there were no modern machinery
with more agor. They did everything on pure reel to pure friends. The
reed cut it and the carts carted it and the trapiche was moved by friends
also and the grinding made it in the afternoon and continued it in the night.
I remember well, because I knew well that farm, the estate of
the good old badinche and the night came and with it the restlessness of the
grueling friend has good reed, truth mer me, what like this reed I
the most verbal add, the most bodhistimum. You gonna see how much honey
we' re gonna get? And you' re going to see how many
tied up in sweet, blond, blond and white today for what time you
' re going to see h ay ge ue or what was one of those
nights when they were in the middle of grinding when following about eight o'
clock in the night, came the very doña candida trapiche sucea an old widow
who had six grandchildren. She was a poor old girl, a very poor
son. The poor little girl had managed to keep those grandchildren who had been
left full to her was her only support. Well, I' m driving
to the trapiche and owners, not that they' re coming. It'
s good night. Allow me a moment. I want to talk to you.
He won' t let me. I see in it. Allow me,
please, very nice to meet you. Cande can' t serve her
well. It' s just the good truth. I' m sorry for
sleeping hermogenes. I feel sorry for him He' s sorry I feel sorry
to bother you. Two morgles, come on, Mrs Candida. You know
that in my family much more dear. Yes, Dad told me a lot
about you. You' ve been a very good and hardworking woman. Oh,
thanks to Togo Hermogenes, thank you very much for seeing Doña Cara,
Serenes, Serenes, what I can do for you. Let' s see
Well, Mirror, I don' t get morning for the coffee of two
hiccups and I don' t have any candy in the house. Well,
I' d like you to trust me with a sweet axe. That,
Dona canán was no more clear than everyone else. I' ll take my
sweet dress and it' s okay. Owner. Thank you. I'
ll pay him back in the other week. Ja mogenes, or how much
it' s worth three cents, come candida, but don' t worry
man. That' s where he pays me when he can and he wants
to Don' t worry. Thank you, Don Hermogeno, thank you very
much. Ome had it sweet and good for you. And it' s
already too night for here. He' s alone here. It' s
already too late, Dona candida. It' s very night, already owner
candida. He left with the candy actavo. He told me Don hermogele was
pleased to be of use to him. After all, that poor old woman
was old as if from the fandin and three cents that cost on the candy
board, for they were not stuck in the sky. Oh canan, poor,
yes, poor, yes, ah, good, good. When the
grinding season is over, I' ll see how you help him. We
have to help this poor woman. Of course I do. Mmmmmm. Not
even two weeks had passed when that neighbor to the estate was on the fence.
The old malinche was moved by that news friend and don hermogenes also knew
them. Hermogené knew ok dona candida, died, yes, left the poor
grandchildren helpless have no one in the world man, doña, cansa, yes,
child. The man the teacher was good and healthy, for if fifteen
days ago he came to trust me he was late sweet, ah for they
found him dead now in his tapes, in the hypotes weeping around him.
Oh, hermogenes and those poor creatures, who' s gonna keep them now.
Well, you have to pick up your hippotoms. As the oldest I
think is about ten years old and the youngest about three. Yeah, somebody
' s got to take care of them. Sure, mogenes of course,
come on, let' s go to your house. That' s the
way we do at the funeral, and then we bring in the hippos.
Come on, come on, come on. In fact, Don Hermogenes had
died from Dona Candida and his women took care of the six hypotites and created
it with the comforts they enjoyed. But what I want to tell you is
something else, son, something very rare, something Don Hermoso told you one
night at the estate. The old malinche would already have about two months dead
Dona Candida when it was a moon night and the dogs of the farm caught
an unbearable beat, a coal where mogenes and Doña Norberta already lay back.
Those said today are not dogs. The husband was not to be women,
but they bark very happy. But what I' m going to get up
on the night of the moon and everything is clear, I' m going
to see what' s going on where Hermogenes got up from the achtomical and
lit a candid and started walking towards the door facing the corridor of the house.
The runner or outside opened the door and then don candida, candida doña
where Hermogenes was a man. Mego, but seeing that death. He was
afraid, my friend, he was afraid, he put on the meat of
Gallib and would have closed the door, but the dead woman stopped him.
Don' t be afraid. Boss, the dead don' t do anything.
I want to thank you for what you' ve done for my grandchildren.
I also want to pay you the three endames I owe you don'
t take and thank you very much bmmmmmmmmmm. At that time, after giving
the three cents to Don Hermóseme, the old lady disappeared, friends, where
Hermógen was sick about fifteen dollars with warmth and all domigo. What to say,
Rofina, don' t want to believe ah, but I tell you
about thirty men like I' m called Panche Madrid. You saw him.
It' s clear. Authentic, Rofollino, authentic. You think so too.
He told me. If I tell you, it' s true,
buddy, authentic. Oh, we don' t see Rofin, no.