Chapter 63: The Secret of the Lunch Box

Sanjay sat side by side with Fernandez in the back seat, and the taxi drove autonomously to the main road without asking the passengers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You know what, Fernandis. I used to admire you as a person, but your relationship will embarrass me and my wife. “

Listening to Sanjay's nonsense, Fernandez was a little annoyed. As usual, he put on the same cold face, looked at the driver in front of him and said, "Is there anything wrong with you, Sanjay." The driver stops, stops immediately. “

In the pocket of Sanjay's shirt, a stack of printed pieces of paper was pulled. The yellow taxi is still driving smoothly on the main road, which is still relatively smooth.

"Thank you for running out of lunch boxes yesterday, which was the lunch I cooked for my husband. Looking at the empty food box, I thought he was going to tell me something for lunch. It took me hours to find a way to tie my heart before I thought of satisfying his stomach first. To repay you, I made you a paneer today, a dish that my husband loves to eat, Ina. “

Fernandez listened to the familiar content, and remembered that it was exactly what was written on the first note that appeared in the lunch box. He looked at Sanjay in amazement, at the pile of notes in Sanjay's hand.

Sanjay handed the finished sheet to Fernandez and smiled at him, "Seriously, Fernandis. If my wife's lunch that day appeared on someone else's table, I would have flipped that table. But I really didn't expect anyone to give you such an answer after encountering such a good thing. “

Speaking of which, Sanjay imitated Fernandez's voice and said, "Dear Ina, today's dish is salty. “

Fernandez's skin is darker, and the light inside the car is not very good. Sanjay didn't notice if he was embarrassed, but the paper did get into Fernandez's hand quickly.

After laughing for a while, Sanjay handed the second piece of paper directly to Fernandez, who wanted to snatch it.

"My people, whom I believe, have found all the notes, so you, Mr. Fernandez, actually added a note to the lunch box on the third day."

Sanjay also imitated Fernandez's voice and repeated the contents of the note: "Dear Ina, today is moderately salty, just a little too spicy. But I ate two bananas after lunch and they helped put out the fire in my mouth, and I think it also helps with digestion. Nowadays, there are many people who only eat two bananas for lunch, which is cheap and filling. “

After learning the contents of the note, Sanjay patted Fernandez on the shoulder and said, "Camang, you still have something to complain about at the love lunch." “

Fernandez immediately pulled Sanjay's arm away with his hand, and Sanjay also realized that there was something wrong with his actions just now. He quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I was so excited just now." “

"Who the hell are you, and what do you want from me?" Fernandez looked at the driver, who had no intention of stopping, clutching the printed note he had just checked, and waited very angrily for Sanjay's reply.

"My husband came back late today and didn't say anything. This morning, he went to work, my daughter went to school, and I cooked with Aunt Deshpande. “

Sanjay gestured to Frustration Fernandez, who even explained, "It's this note that made me change my mind, and I can't remember such a long conversation." When I finish helping you recall, I'll naturally explain it to you. “

Of course, Fernandez was not satisfied with Sanjay's answer, but the driver took advantage of the red light and turned around and glared at him, adding to Sanjay's words.

"Aunt Deshpande lives upstairs from us and her husband has been unconscious for the past fifteen years. One day he woke up and stared at the ceiling fan. After that, he won't expect anything else. He just watched the fan and wouldn't go to sleep until night. When he wakes up, he will be staring at the fan and not saying anything. Fifteen years later, even the doctors have given up on him, it's an old Oriente fan, and it won't stop. The aunt thinks that it is the fan who keeps her husband alive. One day, there was a power outage. When the fan stopped, his pulse waned. Fortunately, my aunt has a generator installed in her house. The power supply soon stabilized, and her husband continued to stare at the fan. And I was haunted by my husband's phone calls, as if nothing else was going on. It may be true that he is not the person on the other end of the phone to care about. What are we living for? “

Sanjay was reluctant to hand the paper to Fernandez slowly, and finally took it back and put it in his trouser pocket.

Fernandez watched Sanjay's actions, and he asked patiently again, "What exactly do you want?" “

Sanjay picked the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Oh, it seems that you are running out of patience." “

"Yes, I need your explanation."

"Okay, of course." Sanjay put away his smile, looked at Fernandez seriously and said, "Your love may indeed be sincere and special, but did you know that she has a daughter?" “

"I know, Ina told me."

"Then haven't you thought about how cruel it is to take a little girl away from her father?"

"No, I didn't mean that, I just..."

Sanjay interrupted Fernandis's argument and added, "You're just a little lonely, you've lost your wife so you feel like you're alone, but haven't you thought about your blood relatives?" “

"Blood relatives? I don't have any relatives anymore. “

"You have, you have a daughter."

"No way, she should have died a long time ago." Thinking about the past made Fernandez a little painful.

"If your daughter is still alive, would you like to see her, would you like to compensate her for the fatherly love you have lost over the years."

"That's what you're for, you found my daughter?" Fernandez looked at Sanjay in disbelief, as if he wanted to find a clue from his face to determine whether it was true or false, as a professional would.

"Yes, I found you. The results of the tests from three different agencies also show that you are indeed the biological father of my wife. “

"Where is she? Where's my baby now? “

Sanjay carefully studied Fernandez's expression, recalling the points of micro-expressions he learned from the book, and also judging whether Fernandez really still had a father's heart.

"Relax, you'll see her, but not today." There was a little more respect in Sanjay's words, and Fernandez seemed to have forgotten what had just happened.

In the calm taxi, the harmonious atmosphere of the three men made Sanjay feel awkward.

He looked out the window at the street scene and realized that it would be a long time before he reached his destination. So he took out the unfinished copy of the note from his jacket pocket openly.

"Dear Ina, your husband seems to be a busy man. People are very busy these days. There are too many people in this world, and everyone wants what others have. Many years ago, you would sometimes find a seat in the car, but now, it's difficult. If Mr. Deshpander awakens now, he will see the world change and return to the world of fans. After my wife died, she lay down in a coffin and I tried to buy a similar coffin for myself. But the staff only refused to give me a coffin with it upright. I've spent most of my life standing on buses and trains, and now I can't imagine myself standing after I'm dead. Why don't you have another child, sometimes having children helps to maintain the marriage relationship. “

Fernandez listened quietly as Sanjay finished reading the note he had written, not in the copy that Sanjay had handed him. He just glanced at Sanjay and continued to look ahead, as if there was something interesting in front of him besides the back of the chair and the butt of the car.

Without Fernandez interacting, Sanjay tossed the paper in his hand aside, somewhat boredly.

Seeing that Fernandez looked like a teacher, Sanjay couldn't help but think of the scene when the old Babu begged him that night to ask him the truth about Babu's death.

As if to justify that night, Sanjay explained sincerely, "You see you're going to meet that Ina, I just want you to remember how sweet you used to be." “

Fernandez suddenly turned his head and looked at Sanjay in surprise.

"Don't worry, I know you've quit at the moment, and I don't encourage ruining other people's marriages. But at least you should give yourself a chance, maybe Ina doesn't want to be with you anymore? Sanjay's words weren't so much about helping Fernandez relax as they were cheering himself up.

"You can't do that, I'm not ready. Besides, I'm too old to delay her. “

Sanjay nodded, agreeing with Fernandez's point of view, but said, "Then, do you want to die alone, or do you want to see her a woman and a daughter away from a foreign country?" “

Fernandez was lost in thought, and Sanjay continued to weigh the scales in his mind.

"You like her, and she likes you, so why can't you be together?"

"But she still has a husband." Fernandez voiced his worries.

"You still have a daughter, I'll help you get that Rajev done. You can even live in Goa with your daughter, my wife. There's a big house that's going to be renovated, and no one will remember who you used to be. The most important thing is that you and Ina can get a place to lie down in the cemetery, which is Goa, after all. “

"You? That's what you're for! Fernandez looked up alarmedly, examining Sanjay's clothes.

Sanjay shrugged his shoulders and honestly explained part of his purpose: "Okay, your daughter's name is An Jiu now. She was adopted by an orphan in Poduling. Now although she is married to me, I can't be with her most of the time. I'm worried that the man named Vijay is greedy for Mo Anjiu's property, and I'm afraid that he will use his years of prestige, you know, after all, they are not related by blood. “

So Fernandez, who was worried about his daughter, followed this topic and began to discuss the possibility of moving to Goa with Sanjay.

Between the words, Sanjay described Vijay as a person without lies, and of course, by selectively hiding part of the facts, Vijay was slowly portrayed into a salty wet guy who wanted to occupy An Jiu.

When the taxi arrived at the door of the café, Fernandez took the initiative to smile and wave to Sanjay in the car after getting out of the car, and said goodbye.