[Comprehensive English and American] The years I opened a grocery store in Queens

The witch's general store has been meowing so much these days, which has attracted complaints from the neighbors next door.

A big shirtless man with several dragon tattoos on his body rushed into the door aggressively, and what he saw in the store was not the little red-haired girl, but a man wearing brown sunglasses and crossing his legs.

The man somehow looked like Tony Stark on TV.

Tony was holding the cage in his right hand, holding a long bread stick and kept messing with Isabella. Isabella once wanted to give him a hard paw, but he could avoid it every time.

Tony was so focused on teasing the cat that he didn't have time to deal with the tattooed man who barged in. He didn't even look up: "What do you want to buy?"

"Take care of your cat, it's so loud that we can't do business."

"Then don't do it." Tony disagreed.

"Say it again?!" The big man with tattoos splashed with ink, he didn't expect the man in front of him to be so arrogant.

"I said, don't do business at all," Tony turned his gaze to him, "You guys are closed for a few days, bring a check, and I will compensate you."

The tattooed man was stunned, and asked after a while, "Are you Tony Stark?"

Tony took off his sunglasses and let the tattooed man see his true face clearly. The tattooed man's pupils dilated and he was very surprised.

Tony hooked his lips into a smile, and then denied: "I'm not, but I can sign a check for you."

He resolved a fight so easily, and taught Isabella a lesson in the cage: money is indeed omnipotent in certain situations.

A live God of Wealth parachuted into the Witch's Grocery Store—it didn't take long for the news to spread throughout Queens, claiming that the neighbors who were harassed by the meowing came to the Witch's Grocery Store with a check in their hands, so the Witch's Grocery Store also welcomed them. It's the day with the most traffic, everyone is pushing and squeezing, and the sound is noisy.

"Be quiet," Tony counted the number of people coming, "line up and come one by one."

After he said this, the noisy crowd immediately quieted down, and they lined up in a long line in an orderly manner, signing checks for him one by one, just like the scene of a celebrity signing party.

Next to Tony is the cage in which Isabella is held. The tired Isabella lays down in the cage, looking at the current scene sadly.

Tony signed his name on the check smartly, and said, "For you, I have spent a lot of money."

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The next person to get Tony to sign a check is a faltering granny with gray hair who claims that meowing has disturbed her sleep.

Isabella rolled her eyes, come on, grandma Alice, you live two blocks away from here?

Seemingly aware of the cat's angry eyes, Grandma Alice suggested to Tony: "You can take this cat to a pet school, where they specially train such disobedient pets."

Tony glanced at Isabella in the cage: "No, she doesn't have to be too obedient."

He finished signing Grandma Alice's check in a smooth manner, and Grandma Alice still muttered "You are such a good host" before she left.

Isabella wanted to find someone to release her, but the store was full of people who were only concerned about their checks, and no one wanted to talk to her at all, until a small figure came into view.

After school, little Peter passed by the witch's grocery store and saw people coming and going inside, so he went in and took a look curiously.

Little Peter rubbed his eyes several times before he really confirmed that the one sitting in front of the counter was Tony Stark. Without a doubt, he hurried home and took down the Iron Man posters pasted on the wall of his room, and lined them up in a pile. adults behind.

Little Peter was both excited and nervous. He had a lot to say to Tony Stark, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only stare at the people in front of the counter with wide eyes.

"Hello kid, did my cat interrupt your study?" It was Tony who spoke first.

cat?Only then did little Peter realize that there was a cage next to Tony, in which a pure white cat was struggling, its paws patting on the iron bars.

If Little Peter pays more attention, he will find that the cat's eyes are full of longing for freedom.

But now little Peter can only hold Tony Stark in his eyes. He is too short, so he holds the poster above his head.

Tony took it and looked at himself on the poster: "This is really a good poster."

Little Peter was excited: "Sister Isabella gave it to me. She is the owner of this store, but why didn't I see her today?"

Seeing that little Peter finally remembered herself, Isabella hurriedly called a few times, hoping to get his attention.

Little Peter finally noticed that the cat in the cage seemed to want to communicate with him, and looked at it curiously. He noticed that the cat's pupils were also amber green, which was exactly the same color as Isabella's sister's eyes.

"She has something to do," Tony's voice interrupted the communication between one person and one cat. He signed his name on Little Peter's poster and asked him, "What's your name?"

"Peter Parker." Little Peter's voice trembled slightly, and he saw Tony also wrote his name on the poster.

Tony handed the poster back to Little Peter: "Go back and study hard."

Little Peter nodded heavily, and happily left with the poster in his hand. Isabella's hopes were dashed.

"I didn't know you still had my poster," Tony said, "but I'd rather you keep my poster for yourself."

"Meow (go away)."

Tony finally got tired of the signing game, so he called Pepper and asked her to take care of it, and Isabella clearly heard Pepper's roar on the other end of the phone.

Tony didn't take it seriously, and lay on the counter looking at Isabella in the cage. Isabella glanced at him and closed her eyes again.

She has changed her strategy, stopped tossing around, recharged her energy, and waited to disturb him while he was sleeping.

There was only a row of iron bars between the two of them, and his shallow breath blew the hair around her ears, and his fingers reached in to touch the pads on the paws of Isabella's front legs.

Isabella pretended to fall asleep and ignored him. After a while, she really fell asleep, and fell asleep very deeply.

Tony didn't know when he had had enough fun, and when Isabella woke up, he found himself in a completely strange place.

Her first reaction was that Tony had sold her, but she turned to find Tony Stark sleeping next to her, curled up in a ball.

She curled up next to Tony's pillow.

Isabella looked at the surrounding environment and found that she was not in a grocery store, nor in Tony Malibu's mansion. This place was luxurious and well-equipped, but rigid and conservative, and even the crystal chandelier on the ceiling was not distinctive.

Isabella's second reaction was that they were at some new home in Tony.

But there was only Tony lying on the bed, without any beauties.

Isabella couldn't figure out the third guess, so she could only wait for Tony to wake up tomorrow for him to explain.

Isabella was no longer sleepy. She watched Tony Stark sleeping quietly in the dark night. Tony Stark fell asleep much more peacefully than when he was awake, and he seldom turned over. He turned sideways to face Isa Bella.

His eyelashes are really long and curled up, just like a little girl.

The eyes are also beautiful, although his eyes are closed now, but the caramel eyes can hold nebula in them.

There is a beautiful arc from the tip of the nose to the chin.

Tony, who is sleeping peacefully, is simply a good baby, and this appearance is much more likable.

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Because I am about to graduate, I have a lot of things to do, so I will take a day off tomorrow and post the post on time the day after tomorrow