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“极少也不是瞎扯，列辛斯基就不许咱们这样的东谈主走进他屋里去，有话只许在厨房里说。有一次，我为了一件事到他家里去，他的女儿妮莉，死也不让我走进他屋里。她好像是怕我恶浊他们的地毯，这鬼东西。”保尔笑了一下。

“走吧，走吧！”她双手收拢他的肩膀，很友爱地推着他走上阳台去。

她领着他穿过饭厅，走进一间摆着一只很大的橡木书厨的房间。冬妮亚拉开了橱门。保尔看见，那内部有几百本书整皆地成列着。初度看见这样多的藏书，他吃了一惊。

“当今咱们给您找一册深嗜的书，您还要搭理我，您往后闲居到这里来拿书，好不好？”

保尔非常欢笑方位了点头说：

“我即是爱看书。”

他们在一皆过了好几个钟头，相互都十分怡悦，十分知足。她还先容他同她的母亲见了面。看来，这也不是什么可怕的事情，保尔心爱冬妮亚的母亲。

冬妮亚又把保尔领到她本东谈主的房间里去，让他望望她的书和学校的讲义。

小梳妆台足下立着一面不大的镜子，冬妮亚把他拉到镜子跟前，笑着对他说：

“为什么您要把头发弄得像个野东谈主雷同呢？您从来就莫得剪过和梳过吗？”

“长得太长了，我就剪短它，还能叫我怎样办呢？”保尔难为情地分离护。

冬妮亚笑着从梳妆台上提起一把木梳，很快地就把他那蓬乱的头发梳得整整皆皆。

“您瞧，当今填塞是另一个情势了，”她瞧瞧保尔，满足地说，“头发应当剪得整整皆皆的，不可像您那样，就像个野东谈主似的。”

接着冬妮亚又用抉剔的见地看了看他那褪了色的、发黄的衬衫和破了的裤子，但是什么也莫得说。

保尔已瞩目到她的见地，他为我方的服装而感到羞臊。

临别，冬妮亚反复移交他要常来，况且和他商定了过两天一皆去垂纶。

保尔不肯意再穿过屋里，怕再遭遇冬妮亚的母亲，是以就从窗口一下子跳到花坛里去了。

因为阿尔焦姆不在家，柯察金家慢慢难以赞成了。保尔的工资是不够家用的。

保尔的母亲决定同她的女儿商榷，看她是不是该找点活作念，因为她碰巧听到列辛斯基家里正要雇一个老妈子。但是保尔不搭理，他说：

“不，姆妈，如故让我找个迥殊的活干吧。木料厂里正要雇东谈主搬木板。我不错到那处干半天，这样咱们俩就不错过下去了。你千万不要再到外面去干活，要不，阿尔焦姆准要生我的气，骂我不念念枢纽，反倒叫妈去受累。”

保尔的母亲纳闷阐述她为什么应当去作念工，但是保尔坚抓他的意见，因此她惟有作罢。

第二天，保尔如故在木料厂里干活了，他把刚锯开的木板搬到晒木场去。在那处，他遭遇两个熟东谈主：一个是老同学米什卡·列夫丘科夫，另一个是瓦尼亚·库列绍夫。他和米什卡两个东谈主都讲定论件计工，收入倒也不坏。保尔白日在木料厂里作念工，晚上去发电厂。

到了第十天晚上，他把在木料厂挣到的工钱带回家去，交给他母亲。他交钱时，红着脸游移了一下，终于央求说：

“姆妈，给我买一件蓝布衬衫吧，就像我客岁穿的那件雷同。这用一半的工钱就够了，往后我还不错挣，你别缅想，你看我这一件太旧了。”他辩别知，像在为我方的央求而谈歉似的。

“呵，保尔，亲爱的，对的，对的，我今天就去给你买布，翌日就缝。”她亲切地看着她的女儿说，“你说得对，你连一件新衬衫也莫得。”

保尔在剪发馆前边站住了，他摸摸口袋里的一个卢布，走了进去。

剪发匠是一个晴明的后生，一看见有顾主进来，便民俗方位着头把他让到椅子上。

“请坐吧！”

保尔坐到一只宽大适意的安乐椅上，从镜子里看见了他我方那副莫名的、惊悸不安的面目。

“去短吗？”剪发匠问。

“是的。不，是这样。我是说：要剪一剪。你们管这个叫什么？”他不得已地用手指头作念出一个姿势，帮着阐述。

“我赫然了。”剪发匠笑着说。

一刻钟后，保尔满身大汗，莫名地走出了剪发馆，但是头发总算梳剪得整整皆皆了。他那蓬乱的头发着实叫剪发匠花了不少时刻，但是水和梳子终于把它制服了，当今头发梳得很帖服了。

走到街上，他简短地舒了连气儿，还把帽子更往下拉了极少。

“母亲看见了，会说什么呢？”

保尔莫得按照商定去垂纶，冬妮亚心里不欢笑了。

It's not a lie at all. Lesinski doesn't allow people like us to enter his house. We're only allowed to talk in the kitchen. Once, I went to his house for something, his daughter Nelly, and she wouldn't even let me in. She probably was afraid I would dirty their carpet, that damn thing, "Paul chuckled.

Let's go, let's go! "She grabbed his shoulders with both hands and gently pushed him up the balcony.

She led him through the dining room and into a room with a large oak bookcase. Dongnia opened the cabinet door. Paul saw that there were hundreds of books neatly arranged inside. He was surprised to see so many books for the first time.

Now we'll find you an interesting book, and you have to promise me that you'll come here often to pick it up in the future, okay

Paul nodded happily and said

I just love reading books

They spent several hours together, both very happy and satisfied with each other. She also introduced him to meet her mother. It seems that this is not a terrible thing, Paul likes Dongnia's mother.

Dongnia led Paul back to her own room and showed him her books and school textbooks.

There was a small mirror standing next to the small dressing table. Dongnia pulled him up to the mirror and smiled at him, saying:

Why did you make your hair look like a wild man? Have you never cut or combed it before

If it's too long, I'll cut it short. What else can I do? "Paul awkwardly argued.

Dongnia smiled and picked up a wooden comb from the dressing table, quickly combing his messy hair neatly.

You see, it's completely different now, "she looked at Paul and said satisfactorily." Your hair should be cut neatly, not like you, like a wild man

Then Dongnia looked at his faded, yellowed shirt and torn pants with a critical gaze, but said nothing.

Paul noticed her gaze and felt ashamed of his attire.

As they bid farewell, Dongnia repeatedly reminded him to come often and made an appointment with him to go fishing together in two days.

Paul didn't want to walk through the house again, afraid of encountering Dongnia's mother again, so he jumped out of the window and into the garden.

Because Arjum was not at home, the Kochakin family gradually found it difficult to support. Paul's salary is not enough for household expenses.

Paul's mother decided to discuss with her son to see if she should find some work, as she happened to hear that the Lesinski family was about to hire an old mother. But Paul refused, he said:

No, Mom, let me find an extra job. The lumber factory is hiring someone to move wooden boards. I can work there for half a day so that we can get by. Don't go outside to work anymore, or else Aljom will be angry with me and scold me for not being able to do anything, and instead make Mom suffer

Paul's mother tried her best to explain why she should go to work, but Paul insisted on his opinion, so she had to give up.

The next day, Paul had already started working in the lumber mill. He moved the newly sawn wooden boards to the drying yard. There, he met two acquaintances: one was his old classmate Mishka Levchukov, and the other was Vanya Kuleshov. He and Mishka both practice piece rate work and their income is not bad. Paul works in the lumber mill during the day and goes to the power plant at night.

On the evening of the tenth day, he brought home the wages he earned at the lumber mill and handed them over to his mother. When he paid, he hesitated for a moment with a red face and finally requested, saying:

Mom, please buy me a blue shirt, just like the one I wore last year. It only costs half of the wages, and I can earn more in the future. Don't worry, you see this one is too old, "he argued, as if apologizing for his request.

Oh, Paul, my dear, yes, yes, I'll go buy you some fabric today and sew it tomorrow, "she said affectionately as she looked at her son." You're right, you don't even have a new shirt

Paul stopped in front of the barber shop, touched a ruble in his pocket, and walked in.

The barber is a lively young man who, as soon as he sees a customer coming in, is accustomed to nodding and leading him to a chair.

Please sit down

Paul sat on a spacious and comfortable armchair, and saw his own disheveled and anxious face in the mirror.

Are you going short? "The barber asked.

Yes. No, it's like this. What do you call it? "He reluctantly made a gesture with his fingers to help explain.

I understand, "the barber said with a smile.

Fifteen minutes later, Paul was sweating profusely and walked out of the barber shop in a disheveled manner, but his hair was finally combed and trimmed neatly. His messy hair took a lot of effort from the barber, but the water and comb finally subdued it, and now his hair is combed very well.

Walking onto the street, he breathed a sigh of relief and pulled down his hat a little further.

What would my mother say if she saw it

Paul didn't go fishing as agreed, which made Dongnia unhappy.