Dara, he left the Archive only late in the evening. Agabei did not let him go for a long time, told stories about the grandfather Firuze the Sage, treated him with tea with saffron. He treated him to pumpkin pies prepared by his granddaughter.

Agabei continued to ask Dara why he did not drive his own car and was dressed so simply, and not as it should be for the grandson of an entire general. Why doesn't he study abroad, as is customary in the elite, in Great Britain or the USA?

- What can I say?! Grandfather was devoted to ideals to the core, he was a patriot, in addition, when the old system collapsed, he did not run and did not fuss. He lived on pension and earning from selling sweets, which he himself did.

Said squinting Dara.

Grandfather, Dara was one of those stubborn old people who said - where he was born, there he came in handy. Therefore, he did not allow any of the children and grandchildren to leave to study in other countries.

All of them studied at home, at state universities. Grandfather did not allow them to work in foreign enterprises, saying that spies had been recruited and worked there before, and now they suddenly became friends with businessmen. Grandfather did not believe them.

Therefore, unlike Agabei, who podsuetsilsya and began to work with former opponents, received shares from a foreign company and lived well, grandfather Firuz-Sage lived not richly.

This generation, Agabay, spoke of him - they are kamikaze, believe in their utopian idea and do not allow anyone to live.

-But hold on to them all! I respect them! However, they do not know how to live in modern conditions.

"By the way, I'm raising my granddaughter right now." She used to fly first class, relax on the French Riviera, drive a BMW 6. She studied at Stanford. Agabay said with a grin.

Dara, he did not understand why parents and relatives so corrupt young people who have not yet smelled ordinary life, immediately give them a golden spoon.

Aghabay continued to pour out his soul, to a poor student.

- I gave her the shares of a foreign company, she received $ 480,000 a year. She worked as a department head in a bank and received $ 8,000 a month. But she began to fend off hands, and not fulfill the duties of a younger granddaughter. She screamed at me and my grandmother. So I decided to teach her a lesson so she could understand how ordinary people live. Agabei persistently set forth his thought.

How tired I am of listening to Agabei. He spoiled his granddaughter himself. If she worked honestly, she would start from low positions. walked, then she would not be so rude and disrespectful to the elders! This is just the typical behavior of the "golden girl". They use what they received from their clans, and not what they earned themselves. Therefore, they do not respect you, old people, hard workers do not respect us, we work 12 hours and get 2,000 mann ... and they immediately receive 80,000 mann in only a month, not to mention the promotion. Moreover, no one has ever been put up for sale on the exchange. Of course, they will not respect ordinary people.

And this Aghabay is also well done, there is nothing to teach them in such a lesson ... You need to show an example from childhood, like my grandfather Firuz Mirzo, and not to go abroad. He thought to himself, tapping his foot on the floor and squinting his eyes.

"Now she is going home by public transport, and for some time I kept her two BMW 6s and a Porsche." Now I assigned her a salary of a civil servant of 3,000 mann, temporarily blocked her platinum card, now she should try to live like ordinary people for a year. It is necessary for her to understand what respect for elders is.

Agabay did not restrain himself and endured the brain with his whining. In an old man's way, he plagued Dara. He had no choice but to listen to the old colonel.

Dara thought feverishly at that moment, poor Baraz was waiting for him all in the street in the car. It was not two hours, but only 5! And this Captain of Evidence cannot speak out, pour out his soul ... and why does he keep it for so long ?! Damn, I already understood!

Colonel Aghabay, interrupting Dara's unexpected complaint against her granddaughter, asked

- Are you Dara, ringed? Betrothed? Is there a bride?

Here is an idiot, Dara got hooked, where did he come from? No money, the prospects are vague, maybe now the emir's wealth can be obtained? Treasure! Then you can think of a girl.

The colonel suddenly looked at his watch, smiled at something, and said goodbye to Dara, and without waiting for an answer to his question, he led him out the door. Dara seemed strange.

Leaving the Archive, Dara saw that the weather had turned bad. Dark clouds, drizzled, but disgusting, a gusty wind was blowing, cold. So Dara, even suffocating, was such a strong wind.

Dara looked around to find Baraz's car when he suddenly noticed a girl from the Archive standing in a light cloak at an open stop.

It was obvious from her that she did not expect such a turn of the weather. She was cold and she somehow doomedly looked in the direction of the turn, apparently waitingthe bus. But he did not go. Well, it happens with us, Dara thought, probably the driver, somewhere leftist and in such weather may well not arrive by the deadline.

Looking back at the girl, Dara saw Baraz's car on the other side of the street. He slept sweetly in the back seat.

Dara decided to leave the girl in the rain so that she could learn her lesson. But then, he changed his mind and went to meet her. It's inconvenient for such a beautiful girl to catch a cold, maybe he still needs something in the Archive ?! And having exits is always better than not having them!

When he approached the stop, the girl suddenly raised her head and looked at him in surprise.

Dara was not confused:

- Hi! How are you? Do not freeze in the cold?

- Can I give you a ride if you want? I have a car nearby.

The girl looked intently into his eyes, and then said

"So what kind of grandson of Feruza the Sage?"

Dara, taken aback! How does she know him?

The girl smiled and noticed, pushing her hair back and straightening her bangs

- Well, where is your car? Let's go already, it's so cold here!

- Well, let's go across the road ... Dara gallantly opened the car door, the girl was a little puzzled ... but got into the car ...

Baraz slammed his eyes sleepily and stared in surprise at the new guest, then having recovered himself, said hello

- Peace be with you, mercy and prosperity, Barno-khanum! How is father, mother, grandfather?

The girl tilted her head to the side and raised her hand to her lips in surprise ...

- And how are you Baraz? What are you doing?

- Here you are, daughter, not hello you, not goodbye, where are your invitations? He began grinning to teach the girl Baraz.

And Dara looked at them and smacked his eyes, amazing Baraz, he knows everyone! Who is he at all?

- Hey, you booby, do not stand in the open door, get in the car and close the door, it's cold! Imperiously said Barno.

Damn, what a vixen, but it looks cool, beautiful, but the manner of speech leaves much to be desired, thought avoiding the look of with the stone face of Dara.

This is what the "golden girl" is of no respect for elders, no salutation, well, whoever does not answer the greeting commits a sin. This is her problem. Although she is a beauty with a good figure and beautiful face, alas, she did not understand what life was and remained a spoiled child!n. Immature, arrogant, all her charm and charm disappears in an instant, flashed through Dara's head.

"Hey, you, the silent man"! said the young beauty.

- Baraz, we went to grandfather Firuzu, we'll drink tea there, green Chinese, as my grandfather told me, this tea makes any silent man talkative.

"You, Dara, do not believe that girls love with their ears, they love money and power!" The young vixen spoke insistently.

Horrible! It swept through Dara's head. He looked at Barno with a glassy look, gathered up, he leaned forward to Barno, and stared at her with a smile.

Barno looked at him with her head bowed to her side ... and asked:

- are you really stupid?

Dara, just asked

Is Agabei your eldest?

"You couldn't guess, Carl!" He is my grandfather!