Continuation of "Gone with the Wind"

Chapter 120

"It's true that you helped the husband and wife restore their relationship?" Andrew was obviously no different from all black people, and he was very interested in things he didn't know.

"You should ask your husband and wife about this. I really don't know what they have been up to." Paul's second annoyance is people who always inquire about other people's affairs, and what he is most annoyed is It's not that he really doesn't know anything about this matter, but that this matter that has nothing to do with him has something to do with him-although he was aroused by Andrew's words.

"I heard from Miss Angie that you are friends with that foreigner named Jack. I haven't seen him for so many days. Where did he go?" Andrew seemed to want to prove everything he didn't know.

"Even if I know, I have no obligation to tell you." Paul has already started to order to evict the guest, and the original apology to Andrew and the newly formed goodwill are gone.

"Then who is this banquet for today?" Andrew was not affected by Paul's bad mood at all, and was still in high spirits.

"Why do you all come to ask me?" Paul didn't even feel angry, he just rolled his eyes.

"Who else?" Andrew immediately reacted, "Miss Angie also asked, is she angry because you didn't tell her?"

"If I want to tell her, I have to know, right?" Paul said helplessly.

"So that's why you misunderstood." Andrew thought thoughtfully, "I'll explain it to Miss Angie for you, so she can't keep misunderstood you."

"No need." Paul waved his hand, "What the eldest miss thinks of me is her business, and I don't bother to care about it."

"How can that be? Don't you want to be good friends with Miss Angie?" Andrew was a little anxious.

Paul snickered that this little black man was really real, and he took so much importance to a word of the scene.Of course, he couldn't say it clearly: "Oh, it's not easy to be a friend with just a few words. Anyway, I have been in the north for a long time, and it won't be too late to talk about it when Miss An Qi calms down. Let's forget it today, so On a hot day, people are still sleeping, besides, it’s hard for you to run around.”

"I'm fine." Andrew smiled schemingly, "But it's okay to wait. I really didn't see you being so gentlemanly."

Paul decided to take this sentence as a compliment generously, and did not argue with Andrew again.He changed the subject seemingly inadvertently: "You care about Miss An Qi very much."

"Of course!" Andrew did not evade this point at all, and seemed very proud. "Me and her are best friends."

"You like her?" Paul's tone rose slightly.

"Don't you like it?" Andrew asked back.

Instead, Paul couldn't answer.Andrew's tone was not unnatural at all, but very sincere. He hoped that Angela could make more friends, which proved that he regarded Angela as a pure friend, otherwise he would not have pulled himself in so without a sense of crisis .Paul didn't brag in front of Scarlett, and he was no stranger to flirting with girls, if not seriously, and joking with girls back in the South.In his opinion.True friendship cannot be divided into genders. Only by treating each other as one's own kind can friendship be cultivated, otherwise it can only be love.But seeing Andrew's serious look, Paul felt that his own judgment standard was not working.

Maybe this child is still young, and his mind is too simple, so it's normal to not be able to tell the difference.As Paul thought about it, his tone softened unknowingly: "With such a loyal friend like you, I think I should like it."

Seeing that Andrew was coaxed, Paul's chatter was aroused again: "Hey, by the way, you and Angela are so good, you must have known each other for a long time, right?"

"Almost ten years, it should be quite a long time." Andrew thought for a while, and added: "But we haven't seen each other for several years, so it's not too long."

"What's going on?" Paul's interest was aroused, and he took the initiative to move towards Andrew.

Andrew did not resist this kind of closeness, he looked at Paul, then at the empty grassland, his tone became hesitant: "I thought you knew, almost everyone who was there just now knew this paragraph. "

"Oh, I'm not them, I don't know at all, tell me quickly. I promise not to tell." After Paul swore, he felt that it was unnecessary. Fortunately, Andrew didn't laugh at him.

"Okay. But I don't know exactly why. This matter has to start from the time of the war..." Andrew described his life experience as concisely as possible, and tried his best to describe his friendship with Angela in detail Paul wasn't very interested in these two, but seeing what Andrew said so emotionally, he patiently listened to it, but the entanglement of her parents interspersed in the middle refreshed him.

"So complicated?" Paul didn't know why his neck was itchy, and he scratched it a few times with his hands.

Andrew nodded: "I don't know what happened after Ms. An Qi came back. Ms. Scarlett should know about it, as well as your Chinese friend. In short, it seems that the relationship between Mr. and Mrs. has been reconciled now. Miss An Qi can also feel at ease. As for other things, probably only those grown-ups will know."

He stood up, patted the blades of grass on his body, and said to Paul, "Okay, let's talk so much for today, I'm going to help clear the table. Chatting with you is actually not as difficult as I imagined." Paul was amused by his teasing, and replied, "Actually, I feel the same way." The two laughed.

Andrew drank up the ice cubes that had turned into water in one gulp, and left with an empty glass.After he left, Paul also wanted to stand up and move around, but suddenly felt his eyes were pricked by something, and the lemon tea in his hand almost spilled.He hurriedly supported the golden chain tree next to him with his other hand, so he didn't fall down.After he stood still, he realized that a beam of light was hitting the grass through the gaps in the leaves, forming a round spot of light where he stood just now.It seemed that his neck was itchy just now because of it. Paul looked at it, but he was thinking about another thing.

He had only listened to what Andrew said out of curiosity, but now, in connection with the banquet for whom he did not know, the change of Mrs. Butler's attitude towards him, and the disappearance of Mr. Butler, he could Imagine that there must be something hidden behind this incident, but what exactly is it?

He pushed the time back to before Angela was angry with himself, and at that time they were discussing the reason for the banquet——

"Hey, that, do you know why this party is held?" Angela asked first.

"Shouldn't I ask you, the host?" I asked myself.

"I don't know." Angela whispered, and drooped her long eyelashes, "They didn't tell me." She looked a little embarrassed and shy, and even now he thought it was cute.

Nothing came of it, but the atmosphere was friendly until—

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." Angela lowered her head a little angrily, but immediately raised it up again. Without looking at him, she got up and went to another table to sit down and talk to a group of girls.

Angela was angry at this time, and the reason for her anger was——

"Actually, I don't know either. Mrs. Butler just told me to come to participate no matter what. As for why, I guess it's impossible to tell me." This sentence was the fuse, but I didn't realize it at first.

"Mrs. Butler—is Miss Scarlett married?" Angela looked surprised.

"Three times. Her first two husbands both died in accidents." This sentence added fuel to the fire.

"What about the third term?" Angela was most concerned about this.

"It's hard to say." Saying this sentence is tantamount to not saying it. In fact, it is already about to explode.

"What do you mean?" Angela blinked, her expression was full of curiosity that wanted to understand, which made him flustered so much that he couldn't speak well.

"That's—so, the last time I saw him, he was alive and well—but that was more than a month ago. Do you understand what I mean?" At this time, I regretted mentioning this. It's a matter, after all, I don't know much about the specific situation, so I will talk about it here.

"Not at all." Angela curled her lips, "Where is that gentleman now, can you tell me a little bit more clearly?"

"This, it's really hard to say." That's all I could say, and then angered Angela to another table.

But the situation is not the worst at this time, the real outbreak is--

"Hey, no, I... don't go. It's really..." He made people angry, of course he had to apologize, but he didn't get up and chase after him, but kept the embarrassing position of squatting for a while and then put the original The ass that was halfway out of the chair fell back on the chair because he was not full.

It was only after eating and drinking that I realized that there was still business to do.He searched for signs of Angela, and found that she was sitting in his place without moving.Paul hesitated, but stepped forward to apologize.

"I'm really sorry just now." Before Paul finished speaking, Angela reached out and handed his handkerchief under his nose. He was stunned for a while, until he saw Angela lightly put her finger on his mouth with a half-smile After making gestures twice, she realized that she wanted to wipe off the gravy on her face that hadn't been wiped clean.Paul blushed at the time and hurriedly followed suit. Fortunately, no one else paid attention to him at the time.

When returning the handkerchief to Angela, Paul wanted to save some face, so he used what Scarlett taught him: "Dear Miss Angela, thank you for your warm invitation and hospitality." Kind of thing sounds nasty, but it's all right when you say it. Mrs. Butler is really making a fuss, and being a classy person is not as difficult as she said.

"It's nothing. If the guests come from afar but don't return to their satisfaction, it means that we haven't treated them well." Paul didn't know if he had read it wrong. When Angela spoke, her expression became lazy and her tone became cold Not a lot.

"How can you say that?" Paul knew more or less what the problem was, but he couldn't answer directly, so he could only continue to talk on the spot. "I'm really sorry for making you angry just now. I beg your forgiveness, Miss." He wanted to bow, but Angela ignored him and said directly to the nurse beside him, "I Tired, Mammy, go back." Then he left regardless of Mammy's persuasion.Paul's bow was useless, and the person who wanted to apologize was now the one who accepted Mammy's apology. He thought it was funny, and the stubborn temper that he had endured for a long time also came up: Miss Dahu likes to play tricks and let her play tricks, but he himself I'm too lazy to wait.