incredible cat

2. Forgotten original intention

The coffee shop opposite the school is not big, and the distance from the main entrance to the counter is about ten steps for ordinary people.

After walking to the counter, you can walk sideways and you can see that the inner wall is made of old gray bricks; the outer part is a transparent floor-to-ceiling window, but the glass is roughened, and people outside the window cannot see it The situation inside the cafe, but customers sitting by the window can clearly see the scenery outside the window.

At this point, there are very few customers in the coffee shop, and there are only four people sitting by the window, Zhou Ping, Pu Zhiyan, Jiang Yue, and the little girl.

"Why didn't you order anything? Is it because the items on the menu are not to your liking?" Jiang Henian walked up to the four of them, looking at the empty table and said.

"No, Xiaonian said, teacher, the food you make is much more delicious than the chef's." Zhou Ping took the oil painting cover of "Red and Black" on the bookshelf and read fourteen pages, "She told us to wait for you Come back and eat together."

"You must be starving." Jiang Henian stroked the little girl's head—a little girl at this age should be more self-willed and lively, but Xiaonian is a little too obedient, and she has never treated Jiang Henian. Didn’t make any naive requests in [-], and I don’t like to go to kindergarten to play with children of the same age, “Mr. Rabbit will make delicious food for you.”

"Yeah." The little girl sat near the aisle, "Mr. Rabbit, do you want my help?"

"No, just sit down obediently." Jiang Henian flipped through the menu that Zhou Ping and the others had marked out, "Two blueberry puddings, three cappuccinos, one latte, eight Portuguese egg tarts, right? ?”

"That's right." Zhou Ping looked at Jiang Henian, who was staring straight in front of him, and couldn't help becoming interested, "Teacher, do you own this coffee shop?"

"No, this store belongs to Xiaonian's mother." Jiang Henian turned and walked to the freezer, took out pure milk, blueberries and a small box of transparent jelly, "But she is sick now, I will take care of it, Give it back to her when she recovers."

Jiang Henian poured the milk into four small porcelain bowls, then took out some blueberries and mashed them into puree and mixed them in. Finally, he took out a small transparent jelly substance from the small box and put it into the small porcelain bowls.

"What's that?" Zhou Ping asked, pointing to the jelly-like substance in Jiang Henian's hand.

"Slices of gelatine." Jiang Henian put plastic wrap on the small porcelain bowls, and then put them in the freezer, "similar to gelatin, used to fix the shape of pudding."

"Then how long will it take for this thing to turn into pudding?"

"At least an hour."

Zhou Ping flipped through "Red and Black" on the cover of the oil painting in his hand, and said, "I can't wait that long."

"I can make egg tarts first, but hurry up that one." Jiang Henian found a white chef's hat from nowhere, stuffed all his messy hair into it, and then walked towards the back kitchen.

"Little trouble and old trouble." Jiang Yue, who was sitting next to Zhou Ping, looked at the little girl opposite her, then at her serious brother, and said drunkenly.

"How to say?" Zhou Ping put the "Red and Black" back on the triangular bookshelf protruding from the wall. To him, Jiang Henian's private affairs are much more interesting than old stories from hundreds of years ago.

"I'm too lazy to tell the story about picking up the broken shoes and the oil bottle." Jiang Yue leaned her face against the brown wooden table and raised a hand to beckon the waiter to come over, "Bring me a glass of ice water, half a glass of ice cubes kind."

The waiter brother brought ice water and put it in the middle of the table for four. Jiang Yue took the cup, drank it all "gulu gulu", and then chewed the ice cubes "gabagaba".

"Why are you two looking at me like that?" Jiang Yue, who was a little sober after drinking the water, found that Zhou Ping and Park Zhiyan were staring at her.

"We want to hear from you about Teacher Jiang and the little girl's mother." Zhou Ping and Park Zhiyan said in unison.

"Kids gossip like this." Jiang Yue rubbed her temples, waved her hands, motioned Zhou Ping and Park Zhiyan to come over, and said softly, "Simply put, my brother, who is your Teacher Jiang, He likes the little girl's mother. But that woman seems to be seriously ill and won't live for a year or two, so my brother spent all his savings on treating that woman."

"Then are they married?" Pu Zhiyan asked.

"No, the two of them have nothing to do with each other now." Jiang Yue said, "That's why I said he was stupid. I usually don't want to bear food and clothing, and as soon as I got his pitiful salary, I immediately went to the hospital to pay for the medical bills. Even my younger sister who came all the way to join him, he let me sleep in the utility room of the school, saying that the rent near M High School is expensive and he can’t afford it.”

"Then can't you live with him, then everything will be fine." Zhou Ping said.

"He thinks I'm noisy practicing the accordion, and I come back late at night, and what I said to disturb Xiaonian's sleep." Jiang Yue crushed the last piece of ice with her back molars. The sound was obviously different from the previous pieces, which made people feel uncomfortable He wondered if he broke his teeth with too much force, "In his eyes, my own sister is not as good as the daughter of a strange woman."

"You talk a lot." Jiang Henian stood behind the three whispering at some point, grabbed the warm egg tart on the plate and stuffed it into Jiang Yue's mouth, "Eat an egg tart, drink some coffee, okay Let you sober up and stop talking nonsense."

"Cough, cough, coo~" Jiang Yue swallowed the hot egg tart, choking, looked at Jiang Henian with resentment and said, "You want to murder your own sister!"

"If I can clean you up, I'll clean you up a long time ago. A good graduate student doesn't study, but wants to come out to talk about dreams, and join the LK organization to perform everywhere." Jiang Henian moved a chair and sat next to the little girl, feeding her something to eat.

"Ah~" Jiang Henian removed half of the tin foil from the bottom of the egg tart, and blew on the hot air.

"Ah~" Xiaonian opened his mouth, happily eating the egg tart that Jiang Henian handed over.

"Brother, I want you to feed me." Jiang Yue looked at the little girl's happy face and said angrily.

"Go away." Jiang He Nian forced Jiang Yue's head back.

"Auntie, let me feed you, okay?" Xiaonian scooped out a piece of blueberry pudding with a spoon and brought it to Jiang Yue's mouth.

Jiang Yue bit her tongue lightly, licked the blueberry pudding with the tip of her tongue, and then licked it clean.

"How big is a man, less sensible than a child." Jiang Henian took off his chef's hat, flattened it and folded it, looking at his childish sister, dumbfounded, "I tell you, now that you have money, get out of here Go back and study."

"No, why can you join the LK organization, but I can't, it's not fair." Jiang Yue said.

"Then tell me, what have you done these days when you joined the LK organization." Jiang Henian took out a Double Happiness stick, turned his head and nodded.

"I first paid a membership fee of 1 yuan, but as long as I develop a new member within a year, I can get my membership fee back, and I can get 8000 yuan for every additional member I develop. Now I have developed eight I'm a member, but they won't be able to pay the 1 yuan membership fee for a while, as long as they pay the membership fee, I can get [-] yuan and become a cadre..." Speaking of the LK organization, Jiang Yue's She couldn't stop talking, this sentence must have been said many times by her.

"Stop, stop, stop." Jiang He Nian didn't even light his cigarette, so he quickly interrupted Jiang Yue, "You have been completely brainwashed by them now."

"No, aren't you also a member of LK?" Jiang Yue said.

"My nature is different from yours." Jiang Henian looked into Jiang Yue's eyes and said, "Let me ask you, do you still remember your original intention of joining the LK organization?"

"I hope that I can stand on the big stage with my own accordion, and perform for many people, so that they can see my talent, and let them know me——Jiang Yue is the best accordion player in the world." Jiang Yue said with twinkling eyes.

"But now your mind is full of pyramid schemes and money, isn't it?" Jiang Henian lit a cigarette, sat on a chair with his back turned, and began to puff.

Jiang Yue was silent.

"Money is very important, and money is needed to realize dreams. But if a person uses dreams as an excuse to make money, then he will never be able to realize his dreams in his life." Jiang Henian emphasized his tone as he spoke.

Jiang Yue leaned her head on the sofa in the coffee shop and slid down, as if she sank into the suffocating seabed with a "plop".

"What happened to her?" Zhou Ping asked.

"I can't turn my mind all of a sudden, and my computer is dead." Jiang Henian looked up at the clock—23:[-], "It's getting late, you should go back, and as for the cat, you can look for it after school tomorrow." I."

"Come home with me, okay?" Zhou Ping seemed to want to say something else, but Pu Zhiyan tugged on his school uniform, "Night road, I dare not go alone."

"Okay." Zhou Ping stood up, took the oil painting cover "Red and Black" from the bookshelf and said to Jiang Henian, "Lend me this book to take home."

Before Jiang Henian could reply, Zhou Ping pulled Pu Zhiyan who was standing at the door of the coffee shop and ran out.

"This is not borrowing, this is clearly robbery." Jiang Henian clamped the half-burned cigarette to his ear, took off his coat and covered Jiang Yue.

The little girl pointed to Jiang Yue and asked, "Mr. Rabbit, what about this auntie?"

"Do you mind letting her sleep in your mother's room?" Jiang Henian squatted down so that his eyes were parallel to the little girl.

The little girl pouted, looking a bit reluctant.

"Then let her sleep here, anyway, nothing will happen if the clerk in the middle of the night is watching." Jiang He Nian said.

The little girl asked, "Then when shall we go home?"

"Wait until I finish smoking this cigarette." Jiang Henian sat across from Jiang Yue, quietly looking at his younger sister who was sleeping on her back.

The clock draws a circle according to the established arc, and the cigarette in Jiang Henian's mouth burns very slowly for some reason...