Chapter 63
“Are you sure it’s an old man with gray hair, wearing a black formal suit, and holding a reddish-brown cane?”
After explaining the purpose of his visit, the answer given by the tomb keeper made Donald a little not knowing what to do.
According to the description of the other party, it was Kann Antoine who worshipped the Grant couple before him?
This… doesn’t make sense.
Sitting on the edge of the tombstone, Donald pondered about the probability that the tomb guards said. If Kann Antoine knew the Grants, there was no reason why he didn’t know himself.
The two sides have met twice so far, not just a quick glance, but an exchange, especially in the bookstore for the first time, where they spent nearly half an hour together.
Can you remember the anniversary of the death of the Grant couple, but not their child?
The fact is that in the two meetings, Kann Antoine did not show any familiar appearance, so the premise that he knew the Grant couple meant that the old man did not want to know Donald Grant. .
It is not feasible to ask directly, it is too abrupt, and if the other party wants to show his identity, he can do it at any time.
Donald is also a little hesitant here.
The bookstore that Kann Antoine said earlier had new tea, which was originally just a polite word, but now it seems that it is definitely going to taste Grade 1…
Since you can’t blunt the question, it’s always possible to try it out, right?
After leaving Shelts Cemetery, Donald headed straight to the corner bookstore on Iris Street.
The doors are open for business hours.
“Mr. Antoine, I’m here to drink tea, haven’t I finished the tea?”
Father and son in the bookstore were sorting the bookshelves, Donald came in, and said Mr. Antoine, Both of them stopped.
“Of course not, my son Charles Antoine, I’ll just call us by our first names in the future, so you don’t know who is who, you can sit next to me for a while, and I’ll make tea, Charles, you are watching outside.”
The former put down the work at hand and went into the back room. Charles and Donald nodded to each other as a greeting.
Donald walked to the window closest to him, ready to wait for tea there.
“Mr. Grant, it’s cloudy outside and the lighting in the window is not good, why don’t you try to sit inside? People appreciate it, but it made him depressed for a long time.”
Charles’ voice came from behind the bookshelf, and Donald, who had just arrived at the table, was about to sit down, but his movements stopped.
It is around 1:00 in the afternoon. Although it is cloudy, the light is not enough to read the text on the book. Before the change, Donald must have sat down directly. After understanding this sentence, he still turned around obediently and went directly to the last table in the store against the wall.
“Mr. Charles, how long have you and Mr. Kann opened a shop here?”
On the shelf next to him, he picked up a current affairs review. The cover was a black and white photo, a A man with a mustache is standing in front of a four-wheeled vehicle.
There is a paragraph of bold black text below: The progress of the times, the new means of transportation!
“About two years ago, the location of the bookstore was not here before. Two years ago, due to some things, it was moved.”
Charles still only heard his voice and did not see him.
“Two years…how’s the business?”
Indifferently flipping through the magazine in his hand, picking up the pictures, as if to comment on the content of the new era of technology .
“As you can see, the business is not very good, otherwise I wouldn’t read the economic newspaper every day, thinking about investing, how good would it be to lie in the store all day to collect money?”
< The relocation of the bookstore apparently did not bring them business.
“The tea is ready, it is produced in the Nimitz Plateau, and you can taste it.”
There are two teacups with colorful patterns on the porcelain plate, steaming hot.
“Do you mind if I sit here?”
One cup is placed in front of Donald, the other is held by himself, and he sits on the other side of the table.
“Please feel free.”
Fingers around the ears of the cup, the tea water is clear, the tea leaves rise and fall in the hot water, and the fragrance wafts out, but Donald is thinking about how to speak. Not on this cup of tea.
How to open a topic?
Flipping through the magazine to hide his thoughts, Donald didn’t want to show too much emotion.
“Donald, that’s my name, okay?”
didn’t expect Kann to speak first.
“Of course.”
Relaxed in my heart, if this stalemate continues, the atmosphere will become very weird.
“What’s wrong with your life recently? Your mood seems to be a little down.”
The other party took the initiative to bring the topic to Donald. Is this cooperating?
“It’s a little bit out of my expectations… I went to see my parents today, and I thought of a lot of things. In recent years, my luck has been sinking to the bottom. My parents There was an accident, I became an orphan for no reason, and the surrounding environment was not so friendly to me…”
Stopping the conversation in time, Donald didn’t continue talking, he had to see opponent’s attitude.
“There is no simple way to describe the life of an adult. There are always troubles, and they will be overcome by gritting their teeth.”
He picked up the teacup, blew on the heat, and sipped it gently. On the last bite, he didn’t seem to have much interest in exploring the difficulties Donald said.
Either they really don’t know, or they’re determined not to say anything.
Also.
Donald didn’t expect a great grandfather to pop up out of nowhere as his backer.
“Hey, my trouble is not something I can get through by biting my teeth.”
At this time, Donald relaxed a little, took a sip of his tea, and leaned back. On the back of the chair, said with a bitter smile.
The taste of this tea was surprisingly good, which made Donald’s originally frowning brows loosen a lot, and even his emotions began to rise.
“It’s delicious, the tea produced in the Nimitz Plateau? I have to buy a few packs too.”
“I lied to you, the effect of my tea is not good. Very good, it can refresh the mind, if you are tired and sleepy, have a cup, but you can’t drink too much. One cup a day is also good for your body. You are the first to taste it, so I will give you 5 packs as small ones. Gift.”
Kann magically took out a small bag of tea leaves from behind him and put it on the table, it seemed that he was prepared.
“This…”
The eyes wander between the tea leaves and Kann.
“Take it, I’ll give it to you, remember to have a cup every day, and take a few sips when you are tired from reading, it will be good.”
Kann pushed the tea bag forward after saying that. , each minding their own business began to sip tea.
Donald accepts this gift and leaves the corner bookstore at 2 pm.
“Can he drink?”
Charles finished his cleaning and took the seat in front of Donald.
“Why not, it’s tea, what’s the reason to keep it? even more how that would be good for him.”
Kann’s fingers hold the cup, the tea It was hot, but he didn’t mean to let go.
dīng líng líng
The shop door opened, and a burly silhouette strode in.