Chapter 904: appetite

Chapter 904 Appetite
Natasha’s sister’s name is Yuna.
Yuna's muscular dystrophy was discovered five years ago and after a period of treatment, it did not work. Later, the high cost of treatment was finally overwhelming the family that was not rich.
Although the parents of the two sisters are alive, they are all farmers living in remote places. Both parents only know that two women have found a decent job in the big city, and do not know Yuna's condition.
Yuna is a dancer. She has had many opportunities to enter the advanced stage and is a little famous in the circle.
At that time, Natasha had just graduated from college and worked in a company, and Yuna had already bought a house of her own in her own place.
Originally, I was planning to fight for another year or two. After I saved more, I took my parents up - but everything turned to the abyss of despair because of Yuna's condition.
Later, although Natasha had some achievements in her work, in addition to paying for the treatment of Yuna every month, she also had to pay a living allowance to her parents. So Natasha’s work seems to be decent, but in fact Every month is also very tense.
To this end, Yuna simply sold the house, and the two sisters moved to Chinatown, where the rent was relatively cheap.
The days gradually became stable. In addition to the legs unable to walk normally, Yuna was used to the line of sight that was half shorter than before, and was used to the need to look up to talk to others.
Also used to sitting time is always more than standing time.
I am used to not thinking about the stage again.
In fact, Yuna felt that she was not at the end of her misery. At the very least, she still had a sister who could not leave her.
however……
however.
Thinking about it, Yuna suddenly didn't want to stay in this room - there are too many memories between her and Natasha. Their cheers and laughter once filled every place in this simple house.
When eating, when watching TV, when washing dishes together.
Natasha gave herself a change of clothes.
Chatting insomnia together until dawn, then watching Natasha rushing out with two dark circles.
I learned to cook a Chinese dish from a Chinese family downstairs, waiting for Natasha to come back from work.
The New Year is watching the bustling streets of Chinatown in the window.
So she opened the door and left the place with difficulty.
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The door is hidden, and it can be opened with a single push. So at this time Song Da’s brow was wrinkled—he began to call Yuna’s name at the doorway with a less skilled localization.
In fact, as a warrior, Song Da, who has excellent listening and sensory abilities, can easily feel that Yuna is not in the house.
He is only a little worried, so his heart is a little chaotic and it is difficult to keep calm.
"You don't have to shout, there is no one in the house." Mr. Bligh saw Song Da at this moment. "She should have just left. It's not long before she can't move. Go and find it."
Song Dalian was busy nodding. "That scorpion, you are waiting for me in this room now!"
"Go." Mr. Blind nodded.
He didn't really see Yuna, so many ways to find people can't be used - the means that can be used are not worth using.
He is studying Natasha as a living corpse change, which is the result of Natasha. This time, accompanying Song Da, it is actually to understand this cause and effect.
If you can cure it, if you can't cure it, you will give you some additional compensation. If you have the reward, you will lose it.
After the departure of Song Da, Mr. Blair simply sat down in the room and carefully considered some things - he went to a humble house last night and discussed some things with him before Song went to sleep.
When I heard that Mr. Bling also had the idea of ​​going back to China, Master Song agreed to it without saying anything, and promised that everything would be arranged so that Mr. Blair could arrive comfortably.
It is true that the monks practiced the practice of the peasants and the land, especially the lack of aura in the local world, and the wealth is particularly important. In fact, over the years, relying on the Song family, Mr. Blair has received a lot of precious cultivation. Resources are gone.
This made him think that he had left the country and traveled around the country. When he was crossing the ocean, he was still sitting on a smuggling fishing boat... It was not so good.
Still feeling more comfortable by plane.
"February 2, the dragon looked up. Did the brothers really find the missing dragon pulse?" Mr. Blind muttered to himself, and at the same time began to pinch his finger, as if he was calculating something.
And this scene, naturally falls on a line of sight on the opposite side of the building - Luo Qiu's observation.
The combination of Song Da and Mr. Blair will naturally make Luo Qiu curious - and the place where they are accompanied is also in this Chinatown.
Luo Qiu’s line of sight looked down at this time. Song Da walked out of the apartment building and began to rush on the street, seemingly looking for something.
At this time, Luo Qiu took another look at his mobile phone. On the mobile navigation map, the marked red dot is still moving at this time... but it seems to be in a circle, turning around a big one and a half around this. The circle is out.
"It seems that I still intend to go around."
Luo Qiu just took a look and did not continue to pay attention.
At this time, on the roof of the building, the line of sight was very wide, and he could see most of the Chinese street... Song Da looked at the crowd, and on the other side, a woman with a cane was walking around. .
Before he became a club owner, Luo Qiu was a person who was very good at passing the time - by observing people of all kinds.
In fact, it was a whole day of glooming - the experience of that period of time, let Luo Qiu practice a strange feeling that even he could not tell.
Inexplicably interested in something, if you continue to pay attention, you will often see many unexpected things... In general, Ren Ziling said that Luo Qiu is more like a dog team than her. It is simply Born journalist talent.
Unfortunately, Luo Qiu has no interest in interviewing others.
What the woman walked in at this time was a tea house opened in Chinatown. This kind of tea house actually has a special feature, that is, customers inside can drink tea while watching the big show.
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This is a drama tea house operated by an overseas Chinese. Although this is the case, the opera group invited here is not a well-known group.
However, for foreigners and Chinese who are in Chinatown, there is probably a group of dramas and flowers. The boss will make a few prominent slogans, which will be regarded as well-known.
Obviously, this is a very effective means - at least, in the past half a year, most of Chinatown's shops are not operating well, this tea house is still lively.
"Yuna, are you coming again?"
The clerk of the tea house saw a woman holding a pair of crutches and trying to move in. At this moment, she quickly went up. Not all the people working in Chinatown are Chinese. There are also many foreigners here. .
Miss Zhike is such a group. In her thirties, she is full-bodied and wearing a big red cheongsam specially made by the owner of the restaurant. It is very imaginative.
The guest lady and Yuna have known each other for some time. She also lives in Chinatown, and the place she and Yuna know is the vegetable market at the end of Chinatown Street.
Una’s inconvenience is inconvenient and there are regrettable pasts, so it’s easy to cause pity and sympathy from others – in fact, Yuna’s help in Chinatown is quite a lot.
It’s just that after all, it’s not your own relatives. A lot of help is actually limited.
"Yuna? You look like a bad look today?" Miss Zhike reached out and held Yuna, took her in and took her down.
Yuna is a frequent visitor to this restaurant. In her free time, she will come to this place by herself. Watching the drama performance here is often an afternoon.
But she will leave on time - she will definitely leave when dinner.
She often smiles and says to Miss Zhike, today I thought of a good note, I should be able to give Natasha a delicious meal... very enviable, sisters.
"I want to be alone," Yuna said softly. "Don't tell your boss that I am coming."
"This... well." Miss Zhike nodded. "I am going to pour you a glass of water."
In fact, in addition to knowing the lady here, Yuna and the owner of the restaurant also know each other - the owner of the restaurant even wants to pursue Yuna, but she has not accepted it. Later, the two became a good one. friend.
So every time Una comes over, she can get a separate private room - or, this is the owner of the restaurant, especially for this friend.
The owner of the tea house still didn't give up... Miss Zhike thought so.
But she will not tell the tea house owner because of this. Yuna seems to have a lot of trouble, probably because she really wants to be quiet, and then look at something she likes.
I remember that Yuna once said that she was envious of the flower on the stage.
Miss Zhike soon came to the water and placed it on the table. At this time, Yuna had leaned against the window and silently looked at the stage below.
The drums sounded and a scene has begun.
Miss Zhike quietly quit this small room on the second floor.
Yuna looked at it, and a tear fell like this... This place is the only place she can think of to escape some things.
But here, she is more likely to think of many things.
"Sorry, bother."
Suddenly, a man’s voice came from outside the small bag... Youna sneaked, and quickly wiped his eyes with his hand and turned around.
I saw a car full of steamers, first crossed the bead curtain and pushed in. This was followed by a young man wearing a uniform of the staff of the restaurant.
It should also be Chinese, look at the color of the skin and the hair - in fact, Yuna is not clear about the nationality of Asians. If the other party has not been open, it is really difficult to distinguish.
But she didn't think there was such a young employee in this restaurant... Was it newly recruited recently?
Probably yes, Yuna thought that she had not been here for more than half a month.
If it is an old employee, I won’t just walk in here like this... Yuna shook her head at this moment and looked at the young boy:
I’m sorry, I don’t want to eat for a while, go back.

"Miss, are you not hungry?" The young man smiled and suddenly opened one of the steamers on the car.
Speaking of this restaurant is also a weird combination, some people sing Beijing opera, and there are many cars in the lobby to sell food - this is a Cantonese-style snack.
The snack in this cage that the young man opened was a shrimp dumpling.
"No, I really can't eat." Yuna shook her head.
The young man sighed at this moment: "It's a pity. It seems that there may be really no Miss you like to eat."
Yuna only hopes that this young man will leave as soon as possible, and the look has become a little impatient.
But this young guy is still the old god: "Well... I don't know what lady you like to eat? If you can, please tell me, I will let the kitchen go next time. You know, the guest The opinion is also very important to us."
"No, really not." Yuna frowned frantically.
This young man is able to bear the temper... or very embarrassed, and still insists at the moment: "So... then, miss your friend? You always have time with friends? If you can know you If friends like, I think it will definitely improve the satisfaction of our customers."
"No!"
"So, what about the family?" he asked suddenly.
"No..." Yuna spit out a word, and the whole person was stunned. She sighed and looked up: "Is there a Shanghai Xiaolongbao? I... my sister likes to eat this dish."
"Of course." The young guy glanced at the many steamers on the dining car and finally took one from the corner and placed it in front of Yuna.
He began to place the dishes in the dining car cabinet, and clipped a small cage in the steamer to Yuna's bowl. Finally, he made a gesture to enjoy, and the service was quite in place.
Yuna looked at the dumplings in the bowl... It didn't work. She looked up subconsciously and glanced at the young guy in the restaurant.
He said: "Try it, this is just made, it should be the best time."
Yuna nodded silently, using chopsticks to skillfully clip the dumplings and slowly put them into the mouth. She first took a bite and chewed it in her mouth before she swallowed it.
After a while, Yuna put down the chopsticks and looked at the young boy, revealing a smile that was even more ugly than crying. He whimpered: "It's delicious."
"You can be satisfied." The young guy smiled. "So, I will not bother you Miss."
Looking at the young guy strolling away, Yuna shouted at him subconsciously and said the names of several foods, "...all, are there?"
"Yes." The young guy nodded and then took the corresponding steamer from the dining car.
Yuna took a sip and began to eat. Gradually, she ate more.
(End of this chapter)