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139049 2009 年 01 月 30 日 22:05 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (4) Category: Personal Diary
This days, the clouds to two guests in the restaurant, a man and a woman of about forty, dressed decent, men still carrying a bag, evidently are a couple out of tourism.
; smiling waiter brought the menu. the men took the menu direct delivery woman, said: look, looked up to the clerk says: where there is no wonton sell ah. she thought she could not hear clearly,
coach outlet online, the woman looked uneasy customers. a woman's own words repeated again and again, this time the man next to the speaker: Okay. Please give us two bowls of wonton. ,
coach purses, how to eat a bowl? woman looking man frowned and said: silent, holding hands against the chair. next to the attendant a hint of bare contemptuous smile, thinking: This woman and cheap and pull the home. wonton not a restaurant to eat light, said two people as long as the bowl. She rushed woman Pielepiezui: thought to say: After he heard the woman, then waved red waiter, the waiter went over to complain and said:
Zhang Xianfeng smiled and waved his hand punch her. He also felt very strange: to see the couple's dress, should not people not afford to eat rice,
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waiter told he whispered: After he pulled a chair to sit down, begin to observe from this strange couple.
After a while, the waiter took home a steaming bowl of wonton,
coach bags, to the woman in front of a release, said: to fine a breath, then gently stir with a spoon with the bowl of ravioli, if want to eat,
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man eyes wide open see those women, they turned to look around and feel everyone staring at them with strange eyes, he felt a shame, said bitterly: bowl of wonton? :
a woman and not be slow, such as point man finished dish. This light to the waiter: ;
waiter did not react and so the man on the gas reddening: ; Huh look into the woman opposite.
woman calmly said: ;
man heard this, the fire: What opened the portable bag, dig up fierce hand inside.
woman said something coldly: ring, this time we will bring out all the valuable things, I threw into the river. I've got a five dollars, enough to buy a bowl of wonton! br> brush to white man's face, and sat down,
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woman has a look of calm, tepid, said: ;
dull man snorted. woman continued: The day when Hou. colder than it is now! ; woman asked: some money to really put anything near forgotten. Twenty years ago, we for the first time taking a trip to do business, did not expect to be cheated his shirt, and even travel money gone. After this time, you want me to eat a bowl of wonton, I know, when your body to rest five cents a man heard this ......, himself startled, looked around: wonton shop. . : . .
man said: then answer you. want to eat on a piece of food to eat to do not eat, and now, or this sentence,
Second, know your invisible talisman - Qzone log! spoons. For some reason, the trembling of the hands holding the spoon a lot and scoop the times, ravioli came down. Finally, he sent a wonton lips, a swallow, the whole is gargling the stomach. When he When the second scoop ravioli, tears suddenly while tears drip into the bowl. the couple tears on this and finished the bowl of wonton points.
put down the spoon, the man asked the woman looked softly: the What? hand-entered, and touch,
coach sunglasses outlet, never thought to work out five dollars. He startled by startled, stared at his hand could not believe the money.
woman smiling, said: ; Twenty years ago, you lied to me that only five cents, and can only buy a bowl of wonton, Actually, you have five cents,
coach sunglasses, she hid in the soles. I know you want to hide that fifty cents money, so when I'm hungry a chance to. then you are forced to eat half of the ravioli, that I will not eat, put the money out to buy a bowl! Fortunately, you remember what you have done this five dollars, I'm not white Tibet! ravioli. hot! with you hungry for a while. suffering a back! Bowl urged women: signed, the money one point I do not, you and what a good woman, married eight or ten, I will not control you .....; back I put his divorce settlement burned, not yet you?
woman smiling and calmly finished the bowl of wonton, and then the waiter:
boss has been watching a rude awakening Zhang Xianfeng, trot over to block a woman's hands, yet who work out of the two hundred dollar bills handed in the past: burned, why do walking home? You eat ravioli doors twenty years ago that I sell, that ravioli is my wife made it myself! .
Zhang Xianfeng back to the office, goes out from the drawer has already drafted a divorce agreement, breathed and looked a long while, muttering to say: Come, my head is also a cramp ...