Wild grass

Chapter 14 Family Gathering

When the woman hurried back to the parking lot and drove away, the street lights were already on outside. Pedestrians on the road come and go, rushing in different directions, and they all know their end points in their hearts... but Mancao doesn't know.

The woman driving the car received the phone call, and Mancao sat in the back and listened to her voice silently. Although she hasn't seen her for a long time, she also knows that she only exists in her memory when she speaks in this tone. And why does this past tense appear in front of her now?

So will their relationship change from the past to the present like this sound?

This time it's another parking lot, the parking lot of a hotel.

After parking, the woman used the headlights to make up her makeup in the mirror. Mancao glanced at the book next to her. She didn't want to brush the "restaurant copy", because she was not sure whether the plot of the copy would be what she liked or hated. She is not sure what tricks the boss in this copy will use.

And the woman sitting in front of her is her teammate? Or is it the copy boss?

After mending her makeup, the woman put her hands on the steering wheel, leaned forward and sighed. The woman maintained this posture until a rush call came. The moment the woman opened the car door, it was like opening the door of an inescapable copy of Mancao. She stretched out her trembling hand and opened the door beside her. Her feet stepped on the ground again, because her legs and feet were a little numb after sitting for a long time. But she still has to follow the woman like a nobody, and enter the restaurant like a so-called lady.

The gorgeous crystal chandelier in the hotel, the reflective floor and pillars, the smooth stair handles, illuminating every corner of the light, is like a castle in a fairy tale. But this castle may be more undesired to explore than the undead castle, which is like a corpse with a tattered vision.

The woman opened a door, which was the door of a box.

There are people you know and people you don't know.

The woman said something sorry to them, like chores in the company, like picking up her daughter temporarily, like traffic jams on the road. Mancao obediently did not expose her lies. Only then did she know that she was not the only one who didn't want to come here. Mancao felt the eyes of several people in front of him, like needles. She turned on the cheeky function and blocked this kind of eyes like a shield blocking a stabbed spear.

In the box, there are seven people in total, including her. After the woman sat down, she began to look for her place. A woman sits on one side with an uncle and brother she doesn't know, and a man sits on one side with an aunt and brother she knows. Which side is better for her to sit on?

But even if she doesn't want to know this, it's not suitable for her to sit on either side...

In this box, the six people, like the happy families, get together to eat and chat... What's the matter with her?

She doesn't like to be alone in a prominent position, but she doesn't want to cause trouble to others. She sat in the middle of the "two families" outside, like a superfluous stranger who came to eat.

Those people didn't care much about where she sat, thinking that she was just an introverted child.

Both sides began to chat and introduce "your own people" to each other. She felt something shrinking in her stomach, and she guessed that the hungry stomach was protesting to her. She was waiting for the food to be served, and she was not in the heart to pay attention to the "parent gossip" of the two families.

Finally, the waiter came in with the dishes. She was anxiously waiting for the two families to move their chopsticks first. She didn't want to be the first person to be this eye-catching person. But the two families are still chatting, "How does your son look?" "So is your son." "Where does your son go to school and how are his grades?"...

She doesn't know how to describe the scene of these two people regard other people's sons as their own, but it should be a very happy scene for those two "sons".

She glanced at the "son" of the two people. One looked at the other family and smiled politely, and the other looked elsewhere and didn't know where he had gone.

She is calm on the surface and roaring inside. She is starving to death, and these people are still in the mood to discuss their son here! She looked at the table full of sumptuous dinner, but she couldn't move the chopsticks. What a torture! That's right. She said that she came here for a meal. The happy family has nothing to do with her!

The waiter came in with the dishes and looked at the full table, indicating that the dishes in the back can't be served...

She looked at this table and felt it was a waste. She guessed that the six people were not coming to eat but to drink tea and chat... Those carefully cooked dishes are so pitiful, and those chefs who try to make dishes are so pitiful!

At the reminder of the waiter, the two families finally began to move their chopsticks. Mancao highly praised this behavior in his heart and picked up his chopsticks...

Now that she has started, she is not going to stop. Those people ate while chatting, and she was dedicated to food and made outstanding contributions to saving food and experiencing the mood of the chef.

The school food is too bad, and the food outside the school is not nutritious. I only eat frozen food and noodles at home...

She thinks this is heaven...

A table of dishes with different tastes made her soul float to the Peach Blossom Land...

All she knows is that she is hungry and wants to eat. And that kind of thing that others are not in a hurry will only make you hungry. She doesn't care about the relationship between the other people in this box and her. Anyway, it won't be an important relationship.

Thinking like this, she felt that she was about to become some kind of captive animal.

The words in her ear are deafening, as if she is the only one in this box, as if these dishes belong to her alone... She knows that she must be ugly now, very ugly...

Can politeness fill your stomach?

Can fantasy that kind of thing become a reality?

... What else can she do here besides eating?

Do you listen to your son on both sides with a smile? Then smile and listen to what the two sons think about the new family? Finally, did you look at both sides happily with a smile?

Ha ha... Then she will laugh, just smile and don't say anything.

Anyway, a happy family... has nothing to do with her.

Hee hee...

Hee hee...

Hee...

......

She thinks she is a fool. If she had asked in advance and knew that there were these people, she would never come to be a light bulb.

The two people were extremely happy to form a new family, which made her feel more eye-catching than just divorce.

How eye-catching...

She is still expecting them to get back together, and they are about to form a new family...

This speed of progress, really, makes her, at a loss...