For Americans, the nineteenth birthday is really nothing to celebrate.

You can get a driver's license at the age of 16 and drink alcohol at the age of 21, and that's their big, celebrated birthday.

Leila wasn't interested in celebrating birthdays, but her mother, Janet, did. Considering that Leila almost died more than a year ago, and every day after that seemed to be a gift from God, how could such a birthday not be celebrated?

Unable to resist her mother's wishes, Leila had to be a good daughter and leave the arrangements for her birthday in her hands.

On that day, the weather in New York was more comfortable than usual, at least that's what Janet thought. She went out early in the morning with her daughter, and as if she had filled up with gas, she visited and bought several famous streets.

Even if it's something you don't need at all, if you look at it at it, she will immediately pull out her credit card and buy it. In the end, Leila had a mental block, and she didn't dare to look around when she entered the store, otherwise she wondered if she needed a truck to transport the purchased items back after the purchase was over.

It is said that women like to go shopping, and Laila is actually one of the women who doesn't like this "leisure" way very much. She usually would rather lock herself in her study all day than try this or that in a beautifully decorated specialty store outside.

In this way, Janet was still very dissatisfied after a day of shopping, and always felt that there were still many things she wanted to buy and Laila was not allowed to buy them, which made her very regretful.

"Is that ring really not good? I think the emerald gems on it are very flattering to your skin. ”

"Not really!" Leila refused for the hundredth and first time.

That's right, green can really set off the skin more fair, and the ring she just wore was really good-looking. But one thing very important is that she is not in the habit of carrying those things at all!

Whether it's typing and writing scripts, or drawing storyboards, it's impossible for her to carry those burdens on her hands. As for going out, she doesn't like to take it with her, and in her impression, the United States is a dangerous country where anyone can pull out a pistol. Going out like a decorated Christmas tree, is it so that others will rob her, or will she be patronized by robbers?

Well, there is no difference between the two meanings, and she does have some unfounded worries. But as a Westerner with the soul of the East, the idea of "wealth not being exposed" in her bones will not change for a while, and she has no intention of changing it. Running around with hundreds of thousands of millions of dollars in rings, is she full of food?

"Alas. Janet sighed: "When can you let me satisfy the joy of being a mother? Do you know how envious I am every time people complain to me about what their children want?"

Leila listened to a black line, was that really good, why did she only think that such a child had a good chance of growing into the second ancestor?

"Mom, you've bought me too many things today, like those clothes, I don't think I can wear them at all, it's far from what you made for me. Only you can make the styles and styles I like, so why waste money on other brands?"

Of course, Janet likes to hear that, but she is not so easily coaxed by Lyra.

"Well, let's not talk about the clothes beforehand. What about the others? You see you don't have anything on you, how do you look like the eldest lady of our Moran family?"

"Why didn't I bring it? Isn't it?" Leila raised her wrist and put it in front of her, "Isn't it?" ”

"It doesn't count!" Janet slapped her hand away angrily, "It's just a red rope with a bead braided, it's too inconsistent with your identity!"

"I just like it. And it is said that the red belt is a blessing, which is a blessing given to me by my mother, and of course I have to carry it with me at all times. Layla smiled and touched the red rope on her wrist.

It was the handmade bracelet that Janet had collected in that ancient country when she went to the East. A few red strings were woven by dexterous hands into a shell-like pattern, and then a green jade was strung between them.

This thing is not in the way of carrying it in her hand, and it can also make her miss some things in the past from time to time, so she will always carry it with her. As for the price or anything, it wasn't something she would think about at all.

Janet couldn't tell her, reached out and nodded on her forehead, eventually surrendering.

"You're right, if you like it. Let's go, I booked a Sichuan restaurant that is said to be great, and my friend strongly recommended it to me after eating it, I hope you will like it too. I really don't know if you want to eat all the chili peppers you owe when you were sick before, but after you get better, you really like spicy food more and more. ”

Leila smiled and didn't speak.

Little Leila couldn't eat a lot of things when she was sick, including peppers, which were very irritating. And her taste is spicy, and she is not used to eating Western food, fortunately, her grandmother is a Chinese and has a great cooking skill, so that her like to eat Chinese food is not too eye-catching.

Asking the driver to deliver the purchased items, Janet took Leila to a place called "Wang Ji Sichuan Restaurant".

Looking at the familiar square words, Lyra's eyes darkened, and she didn't put away her strange mood until Janet pushed through the door. At this time, an indescribable sensation welled up in her chest, swollen and painful.

After asking their names, the waiter led them to the private rooms they had already booked.

"My friend was also recommended here. According to her, the food here is very authentic, really authentic, because her friend is from Sichuan and told her that it is very authentic. Janet followed the waiter upstairs, teasing her little news.

"Then I'm going to try it. Leila was also said to be interested. In addition to my grandmother's cooking, many of the supposedly authentic Chinese dishes have actually been adapted to American appetites, most often with a lot of sweetness added to them.

So when she eats Chinese food, she will deliberately let the chef make it according to the original taste. She really can't get used to sweet and greasy dishes.

Just as she was about to go up to the third floor, she was confronted by a person who was about to go downstairs and suddenly called out her name.

"Miss Moran?"

When Lyla looked up, she saw the creamy man looking at her with a surprised expression.

"Hello, Mr. Park An-sun. I didn't expect to meet you here. ”

"Hello, are you also here for dinner?" Park An-sun shook her hand amicably.

Although Leila didn't have any bad feelings for him, she didn't have a good impression of him, but she couldn't be too rude, so she could only deal with a few words: "Yes." This is my mother, Janet Moran. After speaking, he turned to his mother: "This is Mr. Park Ansun from South Korea, who is also the designer of the Caterina series, and is very popular in Korea. ”

"Oh. It turned out to be Designer Park, hello. "As soon as she says Katarina, Janet knows who he is.