I went back to Main Street and walked into the Sichuan shop where I used to eat hot and sour noodles, with a sign at the door that said "The Shop Transfer", and the proprietress sat on a chair and watched TV with her legs crossed. Although the meal has passed, this is in Main Street, and there are few people in the store, so it is better to close the door and not do it.

While I looked at the menu, I knowingly asked her if the business was not good, she said yes, and complained to me a little: "In these years, the small business can't make money, and there is competition everywhere, so how can we live." ”

I lamented that there was nothing I could do to help her, so I ordered the most expensive lamb noodles and added an extra packed lamb chop to take home to Brooks.

"Little girl, if you like to eat, come here a few more times, and I'll leave next week."

"Are you going back to China?"

"I'm not going back, I'm going to change jobs. It's all out, how can you have the face to go back, you will definitely be laughed at by relatives and friends. ”

I comforted her, "You should go back and visit a relative and come back later." ”

"It's not that easy." She sighed, threw down the rag in her hand and walked into the back kitchen.

A few minutes later, the eldest sister came out, brought me an extra lunch box, and said, "This lamb chop can't be sold, so I'll give you more, enough for you to eat three or four meals." ”

I was embarrassed and wanted to pay more, but she refused, and her eyes were full of despair. I can only say thank you once again.

We met again in the supermarket in Flushing, and that time she was holding a child who was about six or seven years old. I spotted her first, and she said to the child, "Son, call me Auntie." ”

The little boy was a mixed race, but he was very good at Chinese, stared at me with big eyes, and then politely said, "Auntie is good." ”

"Hello."

I smiled back at him, and when I squatted down to pinch his little face, he was afraid to hide behind his mother.

"I won't tease you." I got up, "Sister, are you here to buy groceries?" ”

"I don't buy groceries today, my son is greedy, bring him over to pick up some snacks, so he doesn't have to pester me for snacks every day."

The eldest sister was in a good mood, and we walked around the supermarket together for a while, and I saw the little boy standing in the snack area staring at the potato chips.

"Isn't it okay to eat too many potato chips, is it okay for mom to buy you a carton of milk?"

"I want to eat this." He whispered to the large, beautifully packaged potato chips.

"Then your mother will buy you potato chips after the next exam, okay?"

The eldest sister said this, and her son did not resist anymore, and the eldest sister took his little hand and went to buy a bottle of milk and some loose biscuits.

Before parting, I gave him a packet of nougat and a packet of fruit candy that I had bought, and told him to listen to his mother more. He nodded happily, finally smiling at me instead of being afraid.

This was the last time I saw the hostess, and we only seemed to have seen each other three or four times in total. She had a slightly blessed face, and if she didn't wear an apron and a beautiful dress, she would have been a pretty beautiful woman. She had long, straight hair, although always tied up, and a delicate face, with a small mole about half a centimeter to the left between her eyebrows.

That's all I remember about her.

My savings were depleted quickly, so I begged Rena to help me schedule a month's shift, and I was willing to work in the morning, middle, and evening. I want to get back into this job.

However, the first three days of going back to work went well, and after the fourth day, I couldn't do anything. I'm too familiar with the operation of chow mein: a spoonful of olive oil, a spoonful of sauce, a 200g packet of weighed noodles, two minutes at a timed time, stirring. Garnish with green arugula and a spoonful of grated cheese and you're ready for a quick pasta.

Because of this, in the face of assembly-line operations and full-time employees who are constantly changing faces, I gradually lost my enthusiasm and patience for this work, and every day felt like I was patient. Of course, Rena saw it, because the CCTV inspection that day, she saw through the surveillance that I didn't pour the olive oil in front of me on the pasta plate, making a mistake that an old employee shouldn't have made. But Yummy is so funny, and there is always a shortage of people, so she won't fire me.

In the evening, I brought back a nine-inch Zhixin barbecue pizza, and I complained to Brooks, who ate the pizza I brought, and suggested that I might as well change jobs. His words woke me up, and I started looking for a job again, and as soon as I got a job, I could get rid of Yummy.

As usual, Sano came to the United States once a month on a business trip, and at the longest time he would stay for half a month, sometimes only four days.

When I came in June, I was still struggling for the next month's salary, and Sano asked me to go to the hotel to find him, and I was too tired to go. So he asked me, "Do you want me to come to you, I don't know where you live?" ”

I clutched my phone, my fingertips white, and decided to let him take a look at where I lived. So I sent him the address. I haven't told him where I work yet, I'm still looking for a moment.

Before he came, I cleaned the room, but the floor was so old that even if it was mopped, once it dried, it would reveal scratches and rubbing, and the excessive friction had revealed the true color of the wood, and it looked like white sand from a distance, and it looked like it had not been cleaned.

I went to buy a pair of men's slippers and a new toothbrush, and bought him a pajama for a skin tone, which he would love.

I called him and asked him what was going and he sent it to me: the driver said five minutes later.

Five minutes later, I sat on my bed and heard the sound of a car engine coming from the side of the road outside, and I knew it was him, so I didn't even need to lean against the window to make sure I looked, I just put on my slippers and ran downstairs.

"I don't think we should be in a long-distance relationship anymore." Under the street lamp, I said to him.

"And what do you want?"

I put my middle finger up on his lips and whispered, "Shhh, let's put this topic down for now." I have another thing for you. This is where I live, not as good as the Hilton, not even as good as in London, are you sure you want to come? ”

He took my hand and smiled, "There are mosquitoes outside, let's go in quickly." ”

The lights on the stairs suddenly broke, flickering and flickering, and there was something ghostly in the darkness. I opened the door and I was greeted by the smell of Barred perfume, which I had sprayed a few minutes earlier.

"Need slippers?"

"No, you don't." I said, "But I bought you a pair of slippers, do you want to change them?" ”

"Okay."

I took out my slippers and put them in front of him, and he lowered his head to change them, and put his leather shoes neatly against the wall according to the heels.

"With me, you don't have to be so particular." I tried to make him relax.

He replied nervously, "I'm used to it." ”

After changing his shoes, he finally "walked" into my room, a bedroom, a small living room, a very small bathroom, a total of more than 50 square meters, not as big as a room in the Hilton.

"You can arrange a bouquet of flowers in the room, so that it is not monotonous." He suggested.

"I'm going to buy it tomorrow. Would you like to sit down for a while? ”

His eyes fell on the bed, and then on the chair at the small desk by the window, the back of which I threw several T-shirts and couldn't sit at all.

"Do you want to wash up first? I've got everything ready. ”

He frowned slightly, then went inside.

I finished my phone after going to bed for a while, and after the song looped twice, he came out. We did what we always did.

"Shall we have a baby?"

"It's still early."

"Don't you want a baby? A sister I knew the other day, she is Chinese, gave birth to a mixed-race baby, the child is now eight years old, very interesting. How cute a child is. ”

"It's still early." Again, he stressed.

I could tell from his tone that he was not happy to talk about having children, so I asked him if he wanted to stay for the night, but he refused.

"I have to go back, or I won't be able to get up tomorrow." He spoke in a calm tone.

"It's already twelve o'clock, and I'm tired of taking the car back."

"It's fine."

This time he really didn't want to stay longer, removed my hand on him, got up and changed his clothes neatly.

After changing his shoes, he arranged the slippers I had bought for him in a neat arrangement according to his arrangement. During this time, he said a few words to me that were not interesting, and then left with his bag.

The soundproofing of the room was not good, and I could hear him squirming downstairs and the sound of the car driving away. I turned off the light, lay down, and reached out with my left hand to touch the place where he had just been lying, and there was still residual heat.