"Are you sure it's an old man with gray hair, a black suit, and a reddish-brown cane?"

After explaining his intentions, the grave keeper gave an answer that Donald was a little overwhelmed.

According to the other party's description, it was Kann Antoine who worshipped the Grants before him?

This...... It doesn't make sense.

Sitting on the edge of the tombstone, Donald pondered the possibility that if Cane Antoine knew Mr. and Mrs. Grant, there was no reason why he should not know himself.

The two sides have met twice so far, not in a hurry, but in exchange, especially the first time in the bookstore, where they spent nearly half an hour together.

Can you remember the death day of Mr. and Mrs. Grant, but can't remember their children?

The fact is that Cane Antoine did not show any familiarity during the two meetings, so the premise that he knew Mr. and Mrs. Grant meant that the old man did not want to recognize Donald Grant.

It is not feasible to ask directly, it is too abrupt, two encounters, if the other party wants to identify himself, he can do so at any time.

Donald was also a little hesitant here, and he came to the door without a clue, not only did he not get the reply he wanted, but he would also cause trouble.

Kann Antoine's previous statement that there was a new tea in the bookstore was originally just a polite remark, but now it seems that he must be going to taste it......

Since you can't ask directly, it's always okay to be tempted, right?

After leaving Shetz Cemetery, Donald made a beeline for the corner bookstore on Iris Street.

The doors are open and the hours are open.

"Monsieur Antoine, I'm here for tea, haven't you finished the tea?"

The father and son of the bookstore were tidying up the shelves, and Donald entered the door, and Monsieur Antoine stopped both of them.

"Of course not, my son Charles Antoine, just call us by our names in the future, the province can't tell who is who, you can sit next to you for a while, I'll make tea, Charles, you watch outside." ”

After the former finished speaking, he put down his work and went into the back room, and Charles and Donald nodded to each other, which was regarded as a greeting.

Donald walked over to his nearest window, where he was ready to wait for his tea.

"Mr. Grant, it's cloudy outside, and the lighting in the window isn't good, why don't you try to sit inside? The table lamp in the shop was specially purchased by my father from the lamp market, and no one appreciated it, but he was depressed for a long time. ”

Charles's voice came from behind the bookshelf, and Donald, who had just arrived at the edge of the table, was about to sit down when the movement stopped.

It was about one o'clock in the afternoon, although it was cloudy, but the light was not enough to read the words on the book, and before the change, Donald must have sat down directly, but thinking of today's intention, and then comprehending this sentence, he still obediently turned around and went directly to the last table against the wall in the store.

"Mr. Charles, how long have you and Mr. Cane been here?"

On a nearby bookshelf, I pulled out a review of current affairs, the cover of which was a black-and-white photograph of a man with a mustache standing in front of a four-wheeled vehicle.

There is a bold black text underneath: Progress of the times, new means of transportation!

"About two years, the location of the bookstore was not here, but it moved two years ago because of some things. ”

Charles still only hears his voice, but does not see his people.

"Two years...... How's the business?"

casually flipped through the magazine in his hand, picking on the pictures, as if he was commenting on the content of the new era of technology.

"As you can see, business is not very good, otherwise I wouldn't read the economic newspaper every day, think about investment, and lie in the store all day to collect money."

The relocation of the bookstore apparently did not bring them business.

"The tea is good, it's produced in the Nimitz plateau, taste it. ”

The porcelain plate holds two teacups with colorful patterns, steaming hot.

"You don't mind if I sit here, do you?"

One glass was placed in front of Donald, and the other was held by himself and sat on the other side of the table.

"Feel free. ”

Fingers went around the ear of the cup, the tea was clear, the tea rose and fell in the hot water, wafting a fragrance, but Donald was thinking about how to speak, and his mind was not on this cup of tea.

How do you start the conversation?

Flipping through the magazines to hide his thoughts, Donald didn't want to show too much emotion.

"Donald, that's what I call it, is that okay?"

Unexpectedly, it was Kane who brought up the conversation first.

"Of course. ”

I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, if this stalemate continued, the atmosphere would become very weird.

"What's wrong with your life lately? You seem to be feeling a little down. ”

The other party took the initiative to lead the topic to Donald, is this cooperating?

"There were a few things that I didn't expect...... I went to see my parents today, and I thought of a lot of things, my luck in the past few years can be regarded as sinking to the bottom, my parents had an accident, and I became an orphan for no reason, and the surrounding environment is not so friendly to me......"

Stopped talking in time, Donald didn't continue, it depended on the other party's attitude.

"There is no simple way to say the life of an adult, there are always troubles, grit your teeth and carry it. ”

Picking up the teacup, blowing the hot air, and taking a sip, he didn't seem to have much to explore the difficulties Donald was talking about.

Either I really don't know, or I just made up my mind that I wouldn't say anything.

That's fine.

Donald didn't expect an old grandfather to suddenly pop up as his backer.

"Hey, my troubles aren't like gritting your teeth and getting through them. ”

At this time, Donald relaxed a little, also took a sip of tea, leaned back in the chair, and said with a wry smile.

The taste of this tea was unexpectedly good, which made Donald's originally frowning brow loosen a lot, and even his emotions began to rise.

"It's delicious, the tea from the Nimitz Plateau, and I'll have to buy a few packs. ”

"I didn't lie to you, the effect of my tea is very good, it can refresh your mind, you are tired and sleepy, come to a cup, but you can't drink more, one cup a day, it is also good for the body, you are the first to taste it, so I will give you 5 packs, as a small gift."

As if by magic, Kann took out a small bag of divided tea from behind him and placed it on the table, apparently prepared.

"This ......"

His gaze wandered between tea and Cann.

"Take it, give it to you, remember to have a cup every day, and take a few sips when you are tired of reading, it will be beneficial. ”

After saying that, Kann pushed the tea bag forward and began to sip the tea on his own.

Donald accepted the gift and left the corner bookstore at 2 p.m.

"Will he drink?"

Charles finished his cleaning and sat down in the place where Donald had been.

"Why not, it's tea, what's the reason to store it? ”

Cane's fingers pinched the cup, the tea was piping hot, but he didn't mean to let go.

Jingle bell~

The door opened, and the burly figure strode in.