American drama of life

Chapter 159 The Thanksgiving of Taichong

The time soon came to Thanksgiving.

Central Park Cafe.

"Boss, is it okay to discuss something with you?"

Rachel rubbed her hands to find the owner who came to the cafe to inspect: "Can you advance my salary, you know, every Thanksgiving, I go skiing with my family in Switzerland, and now I earn it from my 'so-called job' All the money was taken by social security, and now I have no money to buy a plane ticket.”

"Oh, Rachel, Rachel."

The boss smiled: "Let me tell you this, you are a very, very, very bad waiter."

"I'll work hard in the future... so is it okay? Please."

Rachel stubbornly endured criticism.

Just like Miss Guo Furong Guo from the rumored martial arts story, since she left home and ventured into the arena, all her pride has been wiped out by reality.

The so-called no matter how tired and hard you are, you should think you are two hundred and five, and no matter how difficult and dangerous you are, you should think that you are the second skin face.

It's a pity that someone who can be a boss is naturally used to seeing the second skin face. No matter what Rachel says, it is impossible to advance the payment in advance.

"Sir, I see you are very familiar. You come to our cafe often."

Seeing that she couldn't find the boss, Rachel found a guest, pulled a bald guest and said, "Can you give me the tips in the future..."

Before he finished speaking, the bald man left speechlessly.

"What about you?"

Monica, who was watching the fun, complained.

"If I don't have the money to buy tickets today, I'm going to miss Thanksgiving this year."

Seeing that 'hard work' was useless, Rachel sat down on the sofa and lay flat: "I've never missed one, I can't come out to work now, but I missed it because I can't afford a plane ticket with the money I earn, it's too embarrassing ."

"It's difficult to find firefighters."

Chandler teased, "You know this best, don't you?"

"..."

Rachel glared at Chandler: "I didn't look for him. Why did I run away from marriage? If I need to ask him for money to buy a plane ticket to reunite with my family, it would be more embarrassing than not being able to afford a plane ticket."

"that is!"

Ross nodded heavily: "Women should rely on themselves!"

"Sister Ross is so right."

Chandler exclaimed: "All of us sisters should be encouraged."

Ross rolled his eyes: "Every time you come to Thanksgiving, you have this virtue, double your self-deprecation and ridicule, okay, we all know your resentment for Thanksgiving, so don't exaggerate."

"My parents have gone abroad for vacation, and this Thanksgiving will be spent by ourselves."

Monica said to Ross.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Ross didn't believe it at all.

They celebrate Thanksgiving together every year, and a Thanksgiving without parents is not a Thanksgiving.

Besides, if it really happened, his parents would be the first to notify him, and it was impossible for Monica to notify him.

"That's it."

Monica spread her hands.

"I'm going to call mom."

Ross was a little convinced that Monica wasn't talking nonsense, but he was still reluctant to accept the fact.

How could he be the last to know this fact.

"Phoebe, I'll be at home for Thanksgiving, will you?"

Monica watched her brother call and looked at Phoebe.

"Oh, I'm going to spend Thanksgiving with Grandma and the others."

Phoebe's eyes flickered.

"Ha ha."

Monica saw it right at a glance and sneered, "Who are they referring to?"

"It's my grandmother, her new boyfriend, and Matthew and Lily."

Phoebe's words flickered: "Matthew and the others are not going to go back this year. They are just here for the festival."

"Let's put it this way, tell me how many other people there are besides these people?"

Monica asks key questions.

"One."

Phoebe said immediately.

"Really?"

Monica stared at her.

"I send four!"

Phoebe raised her hand in an oath.

"You are my best friend!"

Monica glared at her.

"I know."

Phoebe giggled.

"Really."

Ross walked back with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"I already said it."

Monica shrugged: "You don't believe it."

"How can I believe this kind of news from your mouth."

Ross muttered.

"What do you mean?"

Monica's eyebrows were instantly raised.

"I don't care."

Ross regretted that he had leaked the word, and quickly played stupid.

"I know what you mean."

Monica snorted coldly: "Isn't it that you are the real son in the eyes of your parents, this kind of news should be the first to inform you, and then you should tell me? It should have been like this, but you forgot another rule."

"What rule?"

Ross saw that Monica had said it, so he stopped pretending, and was very curious about the reason.

"That's not clear, Sister Ross."

Chandler sneered: "You should be the most aware of this rule, that is, what news should be the last to know, you should think about it for yourself, isn't it?"

"..."

Ross stayed.

Immediately flashed in my mind, the ex-wife of Lesbian, the child in the womb of Less' ex-wife, and many other things.

It seems so.

He was almost the last to know about many things.

"What are you talking about?"

Joey pushed the door open with a smile on his face.

"I'm talking about Thanksgiving. My parents have gone abroad this year. I will have a Thanksgiving dinner in my apartment. Do you want to join us?"

Monica invited.

"I'm sorry, but you also know that there are seven sisters in my family, only one of my sons. No one can be without me."

Joey looked apologetic.

"There is something good to say that makes us depressed and depressed."

Chandler laughed at himself.

"Oh, by the way, I received another public service advertisement."

Joey said happily: "This time you will definitely be able to see me when you go out, and soon my face will become a business card of the city, and the whole city will know it, it will definitely be easier to pick up girls in the future, after all, everyone knows that I am a star. "

"Congratulations to you, I just hope that this public service advertisement will not be like the last time you cooperated with Al Pacino, specializing in the next three ways."

Chandler sneered.

"Of course not."

Joey smiled and said: "Although the specific shooting content is still unclear, I believe that this time I will definitely have a positive image, so you can wait."

"We look forward to seeing your handsome photos."

Monica laughed.

"Oh, yes, I feel like my luck is really coming."

Joey said proudly: "People give me a lot of face, remember Penny? I even got her a job this time."

"Of course we remember Penny."

Monica complained: "Girls who can survive in that environment and still not vomit are impressive."

"And her female orangutan..."

Ross blurted out.

"What female orangutan?"

The crowd looked over strangely.

"Nothing, nothing."

Ross lowered his head, reluctant to say any more.

He couldn't say that after seeing Penny for the first time and knowing that she was an actress, he searched the Internet for the first time, and then found a movie that Penny just came to play.

That doesn't look very Howard.

"What job did you introduce her to?"

Phoebe wondered.

"Good job."

Joey boasted: "I'm working with big international companies. If it wasn't for them only recruiting blond beauties, I'd want to apply for the job."

"Me too."

Chandler laughed at himself: "I can dye my hair."

"Okay, you are finished."

Monica groaned.

"This is me."

Chandler got up. "You should have spoken your heart long ago, just like my parents."

"..."

Everyone was speechless, and they could only console Chandler, who had suffered a major psychological shadow on Thanksgiving.

New Jersey.

TBBT Apartments.

The entrance of the corridor.

"Hi, big guy."

Penny closed the door with a happy face, and was about to go down, when she happened to meet the otaku group of four who were about to open the door.

"Hi, Penny."

Leonard responded with joy immediately.

"Wow, Penny, Halloween is over, are you still playing cosplay? I can cooperate with you."

Howard looked at Penny's outfit, and immediately winked wretchedly.

"no need."

Penny was too lazy to pay attention to him, seeing Leonard peeking at her from time to time without knowing what to do with his eyes, she couldn't help but explain proudly: "I received an invitation from Dinis to go to a show, She's a high school girl cheerleader."

"That's great!"

Leonard the dog immediately took a new action: "They are so discerning in looking for you. You were a cheerleader in high school, and they looked for you to play in your true colors."

"right."

Penny is very proud: "And this is Disney! If this cooperation is good and I am attracted, then I will be able to star in Disney's live-action movie in the future."

"I think you're a perfect fit."

Lick dog Leonard's sincere compliment.

"Hehe, goodbye, big guy."

Penny smiled, beckoned to the crowd, and went down in her cheerleading uniform.

"It's great, I like watching cheerleaders dance the most."

Howard watched Penny leave, urged Leonard to open the door, and then began to search for the Disney special on the computer, waiting for Penny to appear.

Although Leonard knew Howard's sinister intentions, he really wanted to see it, so he didn't stop it.

"Look, it's Penny!"

After waiting for more than an hour, his eyes were going blind. Rajesh had the sharpest eyes and was the first to find it.

"Wow! There are so many beauties."

Howard nearly drooled.

"Penny is the prettiest."

The licking dog Leonard has licked to the highest level, regardless of whether Penny is there or not, he is licking persistently.

"here we go."

Rajesh said a word, and the three of them stared at the figures that started beating on the screen.

Then Leonard was dumbfounded.

What is this singing and dancing about!

It's not that he complained about Penny's dancing and singing. He heard Penny's singing. It made him run like a dog, but in this kind of chorus, it's much better. It's not unbearable. .

The reason why he reacted so much was actually because of the lyrics Penny and the others sang...

Then he realized something was wrong.

Why don't Howard and Rajesh react to such an exaggerated lyric performance?

"Did you not notice the problem?"

Leonard couldn't help but ask.

"what is the problem?"

Howard didn't move his eyes.

In his eyes, there are only big white legs and all kinds of beating white.

"Lyrics, lyrics!"

Leonard reminded: "Do they really sing like this?"

"That's what."

Howard didn't care, his eyes still staring at all kinds of beating whites.

Rajesh nodded too.

Anyway, this Indian is not their Indian (a word in English)

And even if the Indians Penny and the others are singing and dancing now refer to their Indians, he doesn't care.

Maybe someone in his country dared to speak the truth out loud, showing the bearing of the people of a big country.

But that person definitely doesn't include him.

He is the kind of ordinary person who is so high-level in the motherland that he is called Iron Man, but here he is so lowly that he mocks the motherland to entertain others and be scared to pee at every turn.

"It's no problem, it's fitting."

It was so lively here that Sheldon, who was not interested in it, also took a look, and then made his own comment.

"The occasion?"

Leonard knew he shouldn't take Sheldon's words, but he couldn't help but say it.

He really couldn't connect the content of Penny's singing and dancing with the scene.

"Is not it?"

Sheldon said bluntly: "This is Thanksgiving, who should we thank the most? Of course it's not the non-existent God, but the original owner of this continent, the Indians who have been scalped by us tens of millions, just like Penny and the others. That's how you sing."

"..."

Leonard was speechless.

Of course he knew this was a fact, and to a certain extent, it was really fitting for the occasion, but how could such a thing be said so openly, and it was performed.

"But this is Disney."

Leonard, out of some ignorant psychology, couldn't tell the reason, so he could only find other reasons: "Disney, whose main target is children! How can you organize such a show?"

"What's the matter? Education should start with children."

Sheldon is still so upright: "Disney came to organize, it was very suitable."

"OMG!"

Leonard saw that the two didn't care, but the other was so careless about telling these cruel truths that shouldn't be revealed, and he could only hold his forehead and shout to God.

What the hell is going on in this world!
"It's the same sentence, God doesn't exist!"

Sheldon corrected, "If you really want to thank someone on Thanksgiving, learn how Penny and the others sing..."

Jingle Bell.

Just then, Sheldon's cell phone rang to save Leonard, who was going mad.

"hello."

Sheldon picks up: "I know you're Missy, going to your place for Thanksgiving? No!"

"You must come."

Missy said on the other end of the phone: "Do you think I want to pull you over for Thanksgiving? This is a task my mother gave me! If I can't finish it, she should mumble about me again, I don't want to be muttered by her, so if you If you don't want me to have a good talk, then you must come here."

"Curse you!"

Sheldon subconsciously made a crotch protector action, and then reluctantly compromised.

hang up the phone.

Missy smiled at Luke beside him: "How are you going to spend Thanksgiving? Or spend it with us?"

"You are cruel to Sheldon."

Luke laughed, "If I go to your Thanksgiving, he'll have to die."

"So you agree?"

Missy smiled.

"Forget it, I don't want to do this evil."

Luke declined politely: "I have already agreed with the eldest sisters and the others, and I will go to them for Thanksgiving after the shift is over."

(End of this chapter)