Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 921 Appetite
Natasha's older sister's name is Yuna.

Yuna's muscular dystrophy was discovered five years ago and she has been treated for a period of time, but it has not helped.After all, the high cost of treatment eventually crushed the poor family.

Although the parents of the two sisters are still alive, they are farmers living in remote areas.Both parents only knew that the two women had found decent jobs in big cities, but they didn't know about Yuna's condition.

Yuna is a dancer, and she has had many opportunities to be on the high-level stage, so she is a little famous in the circle.

At that time, Natasha had just graduated from university and entered a company to work, while Yuna had already bought a house of her own in the local area with her own efforts.

Originally, he planned to work hard for another year or two, and after he had saved more money, he would bring his parents in—but everything turned to the abyss of despair because of Yuna's illness.

Later, although Natasha made some achievements at work, in addition to paying Yuna's treatment expenses every month, she also had to send a living allowance to her parents at home, so although Natasha's job seemed decent, in fact Every month is also very stressful.

For this reason, Yuna simply sold the house, and the two sisters moved to Chinatown, where the rent is relatively cheap.

The days gradually became stable. Apart from her legs being unable to walk normally, Yuna had gotten used to her eyesight being half shorter than before, and she was used to the fact that she needed to raise her head to be able to talk to others.

Also get used to sitting time always more than standing time.

I also used to stop thinking about the stage.

In fact, Yuna feels that her misery is not the end, at least she still has a sister who will never leave her by her side.

however……

however.

Thinking about it, Yuna suddenly didn't want to stay in this room - there were too many memories between her and Natasha.Their cheers and laughter once filled every place in this humble house.

When eating, watching TV, and washing dishes together.

When Natasha wiped her back and changed her clothes.

Chatting with insomnia until dawn, and then watching Natasha hurried out with two dark circles under her eyes.

I learned to cook a Chinese dish from a Chinese family downstairs, waiting for Natasha to come back from get off work.

During the New Year, I watched the bustle of Chinatown from the window.

So she opened the door and walked out of the place with difficulty.

……

The door is ajar and can be opened with a light push.So at this moment, Song Da's brows were furrowed—he began to call Yuna's name in an unskilled localization at the door.

In fact, as a martial artist, Song Da, who has outstanding hearing and sensory abilities, can easily feel that Yuna is not in the room.

He was just a little worried, so his heart was a little chaotic and it was difficult to keep calm.

"Don't shout, there is no one in the room." Mr. Blind glanced at Song Da at this moment, "She should have just left not long ago. Since she has limited mobility, she can't walk very far. Let's look for it."

Song Dalian nodded quickly, "You blind man, wait for me in this room now!"

"Go." Mr. Blind nodded.

He hadn't really met Yuna, so many ways to find people couldn't be used—the methods that could be used were not worth using.

He was studying Natasha's change as a living corpse, which was the cause and effect of Natasha.Accompanying Song Da this time is actually to understand this cause and effect.

If it can be cured, it will be cured. If it can’t be cured, some other compensation will be given.

After Song Da left, Mr. Blind simply sat down in the room and thought about some things carefully - he went to the humble house last night and discussed some things with Master Song before he fell asleep.

When he heard that Mr. Blind also planned to return to China, Master Song agreed without saying a word, and promised to arrange everything so that Mr. Blind could arrive comfortably.

It's true that ascetics pay attention to the law of wealth and companionship in their practice, especially in the lack of spiritual energy in the local world, wealth is particularly important-in fact, over the years, Mr. Blind has obtained a lot of precious cultivation by relying on the Song family resources.

This reminded him that when he left Huaguo, traveled all over the world, and crossed the ocean, he was still on a smuggled fishing boat... That kind of feeling was really not very good.

Still feel much more comfortable flying.

"February [-], the dragon raised its head, did senior brother really find the missing dragon vein this time..." Mr. Blind muttered to himself, and at the same time began to pinch his fingers, as if he was calculating something.

And this scene naturally fell into the sight of a certain line of sight on the rooftop of the opposite building - Luo Qiu's observation.

The combination of Song Da and Mr. Blind naturally made Luo Qiu curious—and the place where they came together happened to be in this Chinatown.

Luo Qiu looked down at this time, Song Da walked out of the apartment building at this time, and began to walk in a hurry on the street, as if he was looking for something.

At this time, Luo Qiu glanced at his mobile phone again. On the navigation map of the mobile phone, the marked red dot was still moving at this time... but it seemed to be in a circle, and it circled around this place for a long time and a half The circle came out.

"It seems that I still plan to go around."

Luo Qiu just glanced at it, and didn't continue to pay attention.

He is on the roof of the building right now, with a very wide view, and he can see most of Chinatown... Song Da looked around in the crowd, and on the other side, a woman with a cane was also walking bumpily .

Before becoming the owner of the club, Luo Qiu was a very good at killing time - by observing all kinds of different people.

In fact, it was a whole day of being in a daze—the experience during that period of time made Luo Qiu develop a strange feeling that he couldn't even explain clearly.

Inexplicably becoming interested in something, if you keep paying attention, you will often see many unexpected things... In general, Ren Ziling said that Luo Qiu is more like a dog team than her. A natural journalist.

It's a pity that Luo Qiu has no interest in interviewing others.

What the woman walked into at this time was a tea house opened in Chinatown—this kind of tea house actually has a special feature, that is, the customers inside can drink tea and watch a big show at the same time.

……

……

This is an opera teahouse run by an overseas Chinese. Even so, the opera troupe invited here is not a well-known group.

However, for foreigners and Chinese living in Chinatown here, they probably invited a group of actors and actresses at random, and the boss made a few eye-catching slogans, and they would be regarded as well-known, right?
Obviously, this is a very effective method - at least, in the past half a year, when most of the shops in Chinatown have been operating poorly, this teahouse is still bustling today.

"Yuna, are you here again?"

At this time, the Zhike of the teahouse saw a woman struggling to move in with a pair of crutches, and hurried up - not all the people working in Chinatown are Chinese, there are also many foreign employees here .

Miss Zhike is such a group. She is in her thirties and has a plump figure. She is wearing a red cheongsam specially customized by the owner of the restaurant, which is very fascinating.

This Miss Zhike has known Yuna for some time.She herself lived in Chinatown, and the place where she and Yuna met was the vegetable market at the end of Chinatown.

Yuna has limited mobility and has a regretful past, so she can easily arouse pity and sympathy from others-in fact, Yuna has received a lot of help in Chinatown.

It's just that they are not their relatives after all, and the help they can get is actually limited.

"Yuna? You look very bad today?" Miss Zhike reached out to support Yuna, led her in, and helped her sit down.

Yuna is a frequent visitor to this teahouse. In her spare time, she would come to this place by herself to watch the drama performances here, and often it would take a whole afternoon just to watch them.

But she'd be off on time—by dinner time, she'd be gone.

She would often smile and tell Miss Zhike that she thought of a good idea today, and she should be able to give Natasha a delicious meal... It's very enviable, the two sisters.

"I want to be alone." Yuna said softly, "Don't tell your boss I'm here."

"This... alright." Miss Zhike nodded, "I'll get you a glass of water."

In fact, apart from meeting Miss Zhike here, Yuna also knew the owner of the teahouse—the owner of the teahouse even wanted to pursue Yuna intentionally, but she never accepted it, and the two became good friends later on. friend.

So every time Yuna came over, she could get an independent private room—in other words, this was specially reserved for this friend by the owner of the restaurant.

The owner of the teahouse is still determined... Miss Zhike thought so.

But she wouldn't tell the owner of the teahouse to come here just because of this... Yuna seemed very preoccupied, probably because she really wanted to be alone and watch something she likes.

I remember that Yuna once said that she was very envious of the Huadan on the stage.

Miss Zhike quickly brought a bottle of clear water and put it on the table. At this time, Yuna was already leaning against the window, silently looking at the stage below.

With the sound of gongs and drums, a play has already begun.

Miss Zhike quietly exited the small private room on the second floor.

Yuna looked at it, and a tear fell down like this... This place is the only place she can think of to escape from some things.

But here, she can think of many things more easily.

"I'm sorry to disturb you."

Suddenly, a man's voice came from outside the independent private room... Yuna was startled, wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, and turned around.

I saw a car full of steamers, first passed the bead curtain and pushed in, followed by a young man in the uniform of a teahouse employee.

They should also be Chinese, judging by the color of their skin and hair—in fact, Yuna can't tell the nationality of an Asian, and if the other party keeps silent, it's really hard to tell.

But in her impression, there is no such a young employee in this teahouse... Was it a new recruit recently?
Probably so, Yuna thought that she hadn't been here for more than half a month.

If it was an old employee, she wouldn't just walk in here like this... Yuna shook her head at this moment, looked at the young man and said, "I'm sorry, I don't want to eat for the time being, you can go back."

"Miss, aren't you hungry?" The young man smiled slightly, and suddenly opened one of the steamers on the car.

Speaking of which, this teahouse is really a strange combination. There are people singing Peking Opera below, and there are many people pushing carts selling food in the lobby-this is Cantonese dim sum.

The dim sum in the cage opened by the young man is shrimp dumplings.

"No, I really can't eat it." Yuna still shook her head.

The young man sighed at this moment and said: "It's a pity, it seems that there may really be nothing that you like to eat, Miss."

Yuna only hoped that this young man could leave as soon as possible, and her expression became a little impatient.

But the young guy still said at ease: "Well... I wonder if there is anything you like to eat, miss? Please tell me if you can, and I will ask the kitchen to add it next time. You know, the guest's Opinions are also very important to us.”

"No, really not." Yuna frowned faintly.

The young man was able to be patient...or very verbose, and he still insisted at this moment: "Well... then, what about your friends, miss? You will come with friends sometime? If you can know you If friends like it, I think it will definitely improve customer satisfaction with us.”

"no!"

"So, what about the family?" He suddenly asked.

"No..." Yuna just uttered a word, and she was stunned. She sighed, raised her head and said, "Do you have Shanghai Xiaolongbao? My... my sister likes to eat this dish."

"Of course." The young guy glanced at the many small steamers on the dining car, and finally took one from the corner and placed it in front of Yuna.

He began to arrange the bowls and chopsticks stored in the cabinet of the dining car, and put a small steamed bun in the steamer into Yuna's bowl, and finally made a gesture of please enjoy, the service is quite in place.

Yuna looked at the steamed buns in the bowl...she didn't make a move for a long time.She subconsciously looked up at the young guy in the teahouse.

He said: "Taste it, it's just made, it should taste the best."

Yuna nodded silently, unskillfully picked up the steamed bun with chopsticks, and slowly put it into her mouth.She took a small bite first, chewing in her mouth before swallowing.

After a while, Yuna put down her chopsticks, looked at the young man, showed a smile uglier than crying, and choked up, "It's delicious."

"As long as you are satisfied." The young man smiled slightly, "Then, I won't bother you with your meal."

Watching the young guy push the cart away, Yuna subconsciously called out to him, and said the names of several kinds of food, "...do you have all of these?"

"Yes." The young guy nodded, and then took the corresponding steamer from the dining car.

Yuna also took a bite and started to eat, and gradually, she ate more.

(End of this chapter)