Vol 12 Chapter 1: Lunch at Barton Manor

"Let us imagine the world as a point. This point is moving, and the trajectory of movement is time. Is this point four centuries ago the same as the point at this moment?"
"The answer is no. Four centuries ago, people thought that the villain born in the flask had mastered the truth of the world. Now? The reason why the high school students in Riptry refused to take the experimental class is because they are afraid of being burnt.
"It's really unfair. At the present point, everyone knows how foolish the person at that point in the four centuries. The person at the point four centuries ago, but not at the point in the present point. imagination."
"Time is a bitch-son-, only a bitch-son-up who can only move forward."
Above, the lunch table from Barton Manor. Mrs. Quinn made this statement. Strictly speaking, she is not at the table, she is circling around the table. Starting from the seat of her best friend, Mrs. Patton, and stopping after the seat of Mrs. Patton.
Mrs. Barton stared at her plate without looking squinted. "Who refused to take the experimental class?"
Lola's replies, "I don't have it, it's Kepler!" He turned his attention to Alice and Maya, and asked to be reconciled.
Alice was ready to respond to her friend's request for help, but was immediately held by Maya. Maya frowned and glanced at Mrs. Quinn, who continued to give speeches. With a lip, she cut the food on the plate in a vent-like manner. Maya understood Mrs. Quinn's meaning.
A new circle begins. Mrs. Quinn held a glass of red liquid in her hand, "Everyone at this moment is inevitably insulted by the people in the future. It is because the bitch-time-never looks back, she will not even pause. Tick tick Tick ​​... "
Someone at the table interrupted. It was Sissi, "Why is it a bitch-son-?" White-eyed, "Why not a minion! If you want to personify something bad that nobody controls, don't insult your gender."
Mrs. Quinn's eyes stayed on Sissi for a while, and looked at Lola, "What's the situation with her?"
"Uh, it's Chris. They haven't reconciled yet."
Mrs. Quinn snorted, ignoring Sissy, and continued her speech. "But there is a way to avoid being insulted by future people ..." Mrs. Quinn turned behind Kyle, and she focused her eyes on her speechlessly. Somewhere behind Kyle's seat, "give me a hand."
A guardian angel who didn't know if he still remembered, Giver gave way. Mrs. Quinn was able to move on, "That's the bitch-and-time with time ..." Eyes flicked at Sissi, "or, beggar, whatever you want. Go forward. Tick, tick, tick."
Standing behind Mrs. Patton ’s seat again, shaking the glass with one hand and putting it on Mrs. Patton ’s shoulder with one hand,
Eternal life.

Mrs. Patton ’s eyes had not moved, and at this time, she put a piece of food on the plate into her mouth and chewed slowly.
There was no more noise on the table, it was a depressive lunch. However, this kind of situation has been happening continuously for several days, and everyone seems to be used to it.
The liquid in Mrs. Quinn's cup was decreasing, and suddenly she looked at Lola, "Your parents are back."
"Ah? They never come back for lunch on weekdays ..." Without saying anything, Mrs. Quinn had disappeared.
Speaking of which, do you remember where the children took classes during the renovation of Parker Elementary School? By the way, it was Lola who used her father ’s image to draw a classroom at Back Bay Social University for Parker Elementary School. The Barton family has withdrawn from Barton's political core, and we will not gossip about his father's position, just know that he can do this kind of thing easily.
Now this middle-aged man seems very gloomy. After entering the restaurant, he glanced at his mother, and his sons and daughters, as well as his children, who have been inexplicably staying with their young friends for several days. After a long look, he sat down at the dining table.
Lola ’s mother did n’t look well, but instead of sitting down together, she patted Lola and Kyle,
Take your friends to the vice restaurant, adults have something to talk about.

It ’s a very normal family situation for adults to drive off their kids if they want to talk about business, right, all of us have passed through. But, hehe, Mrs. Patton glanced at her grandson and granddaughter, as well as her grandchildren's friends, inexplicably showing a trace of ... self-deprecating, yes, taunting herself.
Mrs. Barton spoke when Lola and Kyle stood up, "Adults? Lola is 17, Kyle is 19, and when will you still treat them as children."
When Lola's parents hadn't responded yet, Mrs. Patton shook her head and waved to Lola and Kyle, "Go."
We should understand. Lola and Kyle should no longer be regarded as children, definitely not age.
The teenagers moved.
The restaurant without elders is also more free, and the teenagers are about to breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy a lunch that has not been enjoyed in a few days ...
"If it weren't for a problem that your parents couldn't solve, your parents wouldn't come back to discuss with your grandmother." Er, Mrs. Quinn appeared, still holding her cup.
However, some people are unwilling to treat Mrs. Quinn as an elder. Sissi, "Can you hear what they are saying?"
Mrs. Quinn glanced at Sissi, "Of course it can." Withdrawing her gaze for a while, she should be listening.
Sissi waited for a while, "What are they talking about?" This was a clear question.
Mrs. Quinn's answer was very simple, "It has nothing to do with you." Her eyes fell on Alice and Maya. "They are considering whether to entrust Grande."
Everyone was curious now, and Alice asked, "What commission?"
"The Republican government and the federal government have established a higher education exchange program, which is intended to establish a more stable foundation for the harmonious progress of the two countries in the future." Mrs. Quinn said that there is no emotion, and it is clearly that it can make the world bigger. An epoch-making event that does n’t have anything ... Oh, Mrs. Quinn is now in the same way as the bitch-son-time of time, heading forward, proudly ~ "But Barton, as the gateway to the republican relationship, is the only high class The educational institution, Back Bay Community College, did not meet the standards of the project. Your father felt insulted. "
The teenagers are blinking. Or Alice said, "What's the use of commissioning Grande?" But no, how worthy of a funeral home. A bunch of people echoed into the air, waiting for an answer.
Mrs. Quinn didn't answer, a dull look.
After a while, Mrs. Quinn raised her glass and took a sip. "Newton University is in the project. Your father said that if Newton belongs to Barton, Newton University is his. It ’s gone.
Mrs. Quinn raised her glass again and emptied the glass.
Your father means that it ’s time for the Barton family to once again control the fate of the city of Barton.

Still, the problem is still there, too worthy of a funeral home, isn't it?
Mrs. Quinn put down the glass and replied, "As before, this is a goal that needs to be united in the West End. What Grande has to do is to put Newton in crisis again."