Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
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Chapter two Mr Willy Wonka's Factory. In the evenings after he had finished his supper of watery cabbage soup, Charlie always went into the room of his four grand parents to listen to their stories and then afterwards to say good night. Every one of these old people was over 90. They were a shriveled as prunes and his bony as skeletons on throughout the day until Charlie made his appearance, they huddled in their one bed to at either end with nightcaps armed to keep their heads warm, dozing the time away with nothing to to. But as soon as they heard the door opening and her Charlie's voice saying, Good evening, Grandpa Joe and Grandma Josephine and Grandpa George and Grandma Georgina, then all four of them with suddenly sit up and that old, wrinkled faces would like up with smiles of pleasure on the talking would begin. For they loved this little boy. He was the only bright thing in their lives, and his evening visits was something that they looked forward to all day long. Often, Charlie's mother and father would come in as well and stand by the door, listening to the stories that the old people told on Gus for perhaps half an hour every night this one would become, Ah, happy place on the whole family would forget that it was hungry and poor. One evening when Charlie went in to see his grandparent's, he said to them, Is it really true that Wonka's chocolate factory is the biggest in the world? True, Credible? Four of them at once. Of course, it's true. Good heavens, didn't you know that it's about 50 times as big as any other? And is Mr Willy wanker really the cleverest chocolate maker in the world? My dear boy, said Grandpa Joe, raising himself up a little higher on his pillow. Mr. Willy Wonka is the most amazing, the most fantastic, the most extraordinary chocolate maker the world has ever seen. I thought everybody knew that I knew he was famous. Grandpa Joe and I knew he was very clever. Clever, cried the old. He's more than that. He's a magician with chocolate. He could make anything anything he wants. Isn't that a fact? My dears, the other three old people nodded their heads slowly up and down and said, Absolutely true. Just as true as can be and Grandpa Joe said, You mean to say I've never told you about Mr Willy Wonka and his factory? Never answer a little job. E good heavens above. I don't know what's the matter with me. Well, you tell me now, Grandpa Jim, please. I certainly will sit down beside me on the bed, my dear, and listen carefully.