Chapter 45: Christmas (1)

. The sky outside the car window is filled with a lot of snowflakes, decorating the entire city into a silver-white world. The high-rise buildings are filled with decorations, even if they are far away, you can still see the Empire State Building. Brightly colored lights, the crowds on the streets are constantly flowing, and their behaviors are hurried. Every few intersections, red Santa Clauses are always giving out gifts. Many vehicles on the road carry Christmas trees, large and small.
As one of the largest cities in the world, New York has a strong flavor of festivals, but Angela doesn't like it. There are too many high-rises here, so much that it covers the sun. I think she likes Los Angeles more than that. That kind of independent courtyard villa.
"Jeddy, no matter what your father said, you pretended you didn't hear me," said the pretty lady in a well-dressed suit sitting opposite her with a hint of anxiety.
"Well, Ruth, every time we come to New York, you always say this, can you change the subject." Jared spread his hands a bit impatient.
"How do you want me to change the subject, Jeddy? I say it every time, but what have you done?" Ruth sighed.
"But wasn't it the first time Dad provoked the topic?" Jared raised his eyebrows.
Ruth shook her head and turned to Elena for help. Elena also sighed and took her husband's hand: "Jeddy, Dad is an old man after all, you have to try to be considerate of him. Well, why bother arguing over a little thing. "
"Mary, you don't have the right to say me on this." Jared raised his index finger and saw that his wife was about to raise her eyebrows, then raised her hand and said with a smile: "Well, I'm kidding."
Then he looked at his sister: "Ruth, I can only promise to restrain myself as much as possible, if my father says too much ..." He spread his hands again.
Ruth sighed. She also knew that Jared had made the biggest concession, but her father ... She shook her head and looked at the little girl who was staring out of the window, and shifted the topic: "Kris, Do you want something to drink, dear? "
But Angela was still in a daze, and Ruth yelled several times before she suddenly realized: "Ah, sorry, Aunt Ruth, I'm lost, just let's orange juice."
"Okay, orange juice." Ruth took out a fresh glass of fresh orange juice from the mini-fridge in the RV, and then asked the Jareds again, "What do you want?"
"Look, I said, she only thought of us after asking the little guy." Jared shrugged his wife.
"Why, are you going to care about your daughter?" Ruth gave him a white look and looked at the little fellow. Still looking at the window, the orange juice in her hand didn't move at all. She looked at her brother, Jared, with a questioning look. Make a gesture that doesn't matter: "After leaving her friend every year, she will continue this state for a period of time. It will disappear after getting off the plane. This year seems to be a little longer, but don't worry."
Do n’t you really worry? Maybe, it's not a big deal anyway. The relationship between Angela and Jessica started to have some unclear changes after shooting "Born in One", and since the last time the amusement park returned, The change became more and more obvious. Angela, who used to be a otaku in previous lives, didn't know what it was. She just realized that Jessica also found the change, and Jessica seemed happy about the change. Angela, who has always been
heartless and heartless
, ca n’t ignore the selective forgetting as long as it ca n’t be solved, and has to say that the little girl is really pitiful. Even though the previous life had an incomparable understanding of the word ambiguous, it was only seen literally But I really faced it, but I didn't know anything.
Traffic jams in New York are a common occurrence, so RVs have come a long way to come to the villa on Long Island. Although they come here every other Christmas, the decoration of the villa can always have new ideas, such as those in the garden now The tree-shaped lanterns of large and small Christmas trees are piled into a large tree shape by countless small tree shapes. Of course, the dozen or so plum piles are still very conspicuous, but they are shorter than before.
"Welcome back, Jeddy, Mary and Kris, Merry Christmas." Thomas Fry, the old butler standing at the door, had been waiting for a long time, and smiled and opened the door for them.
"Hi, Thomas, Merry Christmas." The family greeted him separately. Angela was particularly loud. Old Thomas has been the steward of his grandfather. For so many years, everyone in the Mason family has liked him, even if he is not right with him. Pan's father had a good relationship with him.
Someone is already chatting in the large living room. There are two men on the classical sofa. The one who is speaking is only two or three years younger than Jared. He is well-dressed and a successful businessman. The one who listens. About 27 or 8 years old, he is polite and very educated.
On the single sofa next to him was an old man who was teasing a cute two- or three-year-old boy to his knee. There was a sense of self-esteem in the general wrinkles of the knife. I can imagine that it was also very young when he was young. Strong characters, but these can't hide the kindness of playing with children now.
"Hey, see who's here." The man who was almost the same age as Jared stood up first, Haha smiled and stepped forward to give him a hug, and then faced Elena to the cheek.
"Ed, you guys, don't take advantage of my wife." Jared joked.
"You defamation, Jeddy, Ruth is here, how could I possibly do this," Ed yelled.
"That means I'm not here, can you do that?" Ruth's voice came from behind.
"My dear, you have misunderstood me. I mean you will not be here, and you will not be here, and I will not." When he heard his wife say this, Ed hurriedly explained.
"Hi brother. Hi Mary." The twenty-seven-year-old, eighty-year-old man stood up and greeted him.
"And me, Dean." The little boy said first, and she was dissatisfied with the careless disregard of Uncle Ed just now.
"Well, I'm sorry about that, my little angel, how are you?" Dean smiled and touched her head.
"Don't worry about the little guy, Dean, Merry Christmas." Jared opened his arms and embraced his brother, looked around, and asked, "Wenty come over this New Year?"
"Yes, but I still hope that one day you can come together, Christmas or New Year." Dean shrugged, then gave way.
Jared smiled, then walked to the old man with his wife and daughter, and nodded slightly with a smile: "Merry Christmas, Dad." Then he took the gift from his wife and handed it over.
"Well, sit down, don't stand anymore." The old man took the gift-Patus, 66, said aside, and didn't smile until his eyes fell on Angela: "What's wrong, My little angel, but let me see? "
The little girl stuck her tongue out and came to Ai Ai. "Dear Grandpa, I thought you would be angry?"
"Very angry? Why? Because you made a movie?" The old man laughed. "To be honest, my dear, it's more likely to make me angry than you make a movie or rubbing my few hairs."
"That said, don't you object to me making a movie?" Angela immediately jumped on Grandpa's thigh and made a look of surprise.
The old man frowned slightly. The little girl, who had not spoken, rolled her hands into a microphone and handed it to him: "So, dear Mr. Crest, what do you think of your granddaughter's movie?"
The old man smiled helplessly, and then said seriously: "Very good, not at all contrived, I am proud of my granddaughter."
What did Angela want to say, but felt that someone was pulling her trousers, looking down at Aunt Ruth's just 2 year old child looking at him pitifully, and stretched out her hands and said unclearly: "Sister, I want to sit."
"Well, Colin, I'll let you." The little girl shrugged helplessly, jumped off Grandpa's thigh, and then put the little boy up.
"I have to say, Chris, I'm jealous of you. Colin never asked me to be a father to hold him on the grandfather's leg." Ed shouted at this moment, and everyone couldn't help laughing. stand up.
Angela grimaced, looked around again, and found an empty stroller on the side and asked, "Uncle Ed, where is Susu?"
"Where do you think she will be?" Ed didn't answer directly and said with a smile.
The little girl rolled her eyes and looked at Grandpa: "Grandpa, can I go to the kitchen?"
The old man who knew what the granddaughter was thinking nodded: "Okay, but don't mess up, you know?"
"Oh my god, in Grandpa's heart, I can only lick when I enter the kitchen, which really hurts me." Angela exclaimed, then quickly ran to the kitchen and glanced at the elders' laughter secretly Father, anyway, regarding the issue of filming, she has already expressed her attitude. If the father and grandfather quarrel because of this, then it wo n’t matter to her. Of course, if it is because of other things, it ’s not her control. Yes.
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