black swan girlfriend

Los Angeles is always sunny and sunny.

In the past two days, Wen Mingli blocked Galileo's personnel and boss Andre and a series of people who were capricious in her stay. It's not that she has no nostalgia for Galileo. After all, she worked there as soon as she graduated from university and boarded the lights several times. In the bright auction room, wearing white gloves, overlooking the well-dressed and polite bidders.Sometimes people stay in a luxurious place for a long time, and people's vision becomes big and small, and they can climb to a higher level, and no one wants to go down.

We are all adults, and the problems of quarreling can be big or small, if you really don't care about breaking the story, that's all.Andre's methods are really disgusting. Using words and wheel battles is the easiest way to make a distraught employee obey his orders. Even if he succeeds in staying, he becomes a "dog".

He is willing to kneel down to capital.

Wen Mingli was unwilling.

In order to reduce their influence on him, Wen Mingli entrusted the dismissal matter to a lawyer, and he rarely had contact with his colleagues.Seeing the disgusting things Andre did, she also gave up the idea of ​​continuing to do it in the auction industry, and began to reorganize her belongings, planning to give herself a vacation and return to Mother Wen to recuperate for a while.

She spent two weeks negotiating with the agency company about canceling the lease, because the agency directly in charge of her residence was on vacation, so even if she sent an email to urge them to inspect the house, she would have to wait for a while.

Wen Mingli dealt with other things first, and asked the security guards to drag them to the door and write a note to see if anyone wanted them if they couldn’t take the big ones away—she would have to pay the garbage disposal fee if no one wanted them.

Another big item is her second-hand Toyota. The Toyota is the scooter she bought after graduation. It can't afford any discount to accompany her through the wind and rain. Wen Mingli packs his luggage and plans to drive back.

Stepfather Old John is a car repairman. When she was still in school, she often accompanied him to the abandoned parking lot to find car parts. If there is such a car that can be driven back, he will definitely like it.

The apartment is about 200 kilometers away from Rowland Heights. Wen Mingli is not too worried about safety issues with a gun. He stops and stops along the way, and stops to play for a day when he sees a beautiful place. There are whiskey cakes in the bars of the town along the way. Inside a small mug, it looks absolutely adorable with frosting and chocolate chips on top.

Wen Mingli took a few photos and sent them to Emily. The chat with acquaintances was always intermittent. Sometimes Wen Mingli didn't see him while driving, and sometimes Emily was busy again. Emily called and yelled: " If you resign and don’t tell me, I’m fed up with this fucking job, my boss is like a psycho, and I want to quit every day.”

"Hold it." Wen Mingli was driving with sunglasses on. The sun was too strong these two days, and there were no trees on both sides of the road. She felt suntanned.She said: "You have been working for three years. After Thanksgiving, you will have a salary increase and sign a second contract. Isn't it all in vain before you resign?"

"I know." Emily pouted, she just complained. "Say hello to my parents and take some pictures of Spike, I miss that little guy so much."

Spike is a border shepherd raised by Wen's mother, because it looks lively and active, and because Rowland Heights is a big place, they didn't tie it up, and Spike ran around the two houses all day long.

"I'll go to the beach to take pictures of the sunset for you."

"I really want to go home... Do you have a gun? It's not safe to be alone, and you have to stay in a hotel before six o'clock in the evening... But the road trip is really cool." Emily heard footsteps, and she took a look at the shelves , The warehouse began to take inventory, she said to Wen Mingli: "Connie, let's talk later, I have to work again."

Wen Mingli arrived at the hotel before dark, and the front desk gave her a room card after confirming the appointment phone number and name. The front desk asked, "Do you need to provide dinner?"

Dinner was Mexican burrito with tomato sauce, Wen Mingli ate a little casually to fill his stomach.She opened the curtains and looked outside. This is a small town, thank God there are hotels, let alone the scenery outside.

A few street lights were still on and off, flickering from time to time, empty and quiet.

At least no bums and blacks getting tangled up.It's pretty safe.

Every time she comes back from China, she will feel a sense of fragmentation, her soul stays in her homeland, and her body runs numbly in the busy rhythm of life.Wen Mingli has met countless compatriots over the years of studying and working. All of them are ordinary people. There may be 500 million middle-income families in China. But when he came to the United States, his wealth shrank. Competing for job opportunities, many people have more or less expressed regret for their choice of immigration.

Wen Mingli sometimes wonders if their mother and daughter stayed in China, with the same ethnicity and language environment, even if they went to another city to start over, would it be easier than in the United States?But at that time, the biological father was like a mad dog, punching and kicking Wen's mother, and the young people who were entangled in society smashed Wen's family, and the uncle was able to free his hands to help them out of the quagmire, it all depended on the deep relationship between the siblings and luck.

They're just unlucky.

Once people are frightened, they want to stay as far away as possible.

Across a border, their mother and daughter are safe forever.

Mother Wen is now a lecturer at a community college. She is on vacation on weekends. She is very surprised that her daughter can come back. These two days, she has been cooking Chinese food in different ways, but sometimes cooking skills really need talent. She has not made much progress for so many years. The dishes returned to the table again.

His stepfather Old John hasn't retired yet, but it's only been the last two years, and the work arranged by the boss has become less and less as he gets older. He finally has time to go fishing, and he bought eight fishing rods of different types!

However, half a month ago, the reservoir where he was resident was drained. He pinched his waist and scolded his fishing friends, and had to find a new fishing spot.He also stayed home until he found a new fishing spot.

Now the two are exchanging glances at the dinner table—the same sickness and pity for each other.

Mother Wen brought out the grilled pizza: "It's time to eat!"

Old John picked up a piece of onion, put too much vinegar and it started to turn bitter, he endured the distorted expression, afraid that Mother Wen would stare at him and start caring about Wen Mingli: "Connie, are you busy this year? Thank you I didn't come back during the holidays." Wen Mingli knew from his mouth that Simon brought his girlfriend back to live for two days, and they began to discuss about getting married next spring.

Wen Mingli: "Simon proposed?" No, it should be said that Alice actually agreed? !The pair had been arguing all the time, and she thought that one day Alice would not be able to resist kicking her brother.

"Yes, I proposed before Thanksgiving. He plans to register for a wedding in the church here, but the time has not been discussed yet. Alice's family still has many relatives, so I don't know how many to invite... We have a lot of family members, and we don't usually see each other. But what Simon should invite to get married is still to send invitations."

In fact, Alice is pregnant... But the nearby residents are religious and conservative, so they didn't publicize it, and the family is still looking forward to this little guy.Mother Wen solemnly presented a piece of rough sapphire from her own collection. Simon entrusted a familiar jewelry shop to process it, and it should be able to appear on the bride's finger before the wedding.

Mother Wen got up and made her a bowl of seaweed and egg flower soup. Yes, the instant soup from China was neither salty nor bland, and the taste was just right. As long as it didn't close down, Mother Wen could keep using it!

Old John is now controlling his weight. His staple food is boiled corn. Mother Wen added garlic sauce and broccoli, but he still eats with a painful face, looking at the pizza regretfully, "Can I eat a piece? I promise No alcohol today."

"Impossible." Mother Wen took the pizza plate away, the oven dinged, and she brought another grilled fish, pickled fish is very simple!When she went to the Chinese Super League to buy it, she had paid for it and processed it, and she could eat it as long as it was baked in the oven for half an hour.She said, "You eat this."

Wen Mingli dodged and pulled over a bowl of vegetable salad calmly: "Good thing, if you want me to help, just ask."

Mother Wen folded her arms and stared at her, Wen Mingli said confidently, "I'm losing weight!"

She has gained ten catties in the past few months, and her thighs have grown fleshy. She feels that if she gets fatter, she will wear her legs when she walks.

The freshness of the daughter's return only lasted until Monday. Before going to work, Wen's mother told Wen Mingli to water the vegetables. In order to keep in line with the neighbors, their front yard was still lawn and flowers, but the grass had not been repaired for a long time and they climbed onto the concrete road. Old John was addicted to fishing I don't care, Mother Wen doesn't know how to use big guys like weed mowers. It just so happens that Wen Mingli is at home, so I'll leave it to her to handle it.

In order to earn pocket money in junior high school, she took Simon to repair this piece of lawn.

Mother Wen worried about her vegetables: "Don't water along the heart of the vegetables, the vegetables are easy to die, water around the roots, don't be lazy and go right now, the temperature is high at noon and you can't water them through." She carried a shoulder bag inside There are three large books in it, and it looks very heavy. Wen Mingli: "I know, I know, Mom, don't you bring a computer?"

Mother Wen: "I may not be able to grab students yet."

There is also a persuasion society in the community, which has heart-to-heart talks every week. Because the supervisor is too wordy and can't provide any substantive suggestions, no one goes, he just guards the door, and catches one is one!

Mother Wen said: "Okay, I will go to Emily's house when I come back, and bring Spike back. He has lived there for a few days." When she reversed the car, she could still see her daughter waving at her, and Mother Wen smiled , stepped on the accelerator and left.

Wen Mingli put on work clothes and long rubber shoes, and went to the backyard to water the vegetables first. The lettuce grows the fastest, and there is no need to fertilize the seeds. A crop will emerge in ten days. Wen's mother also grows tomatoes, cucumbers, and zucchini , but the tomato looks different from the domestic ones, the skin is harder, and it tastes tasteless, while the cucumber is plump.

Old John drove out early in the morning to find fishing spots with his fishing friends, and called her outside at noon to have Chinese food together. Wen Mingli said, "No, I haven't mowed the lawn yet." It would be weird to eat the improved version of Chinese food when she came back, but after a few days the taste changes, she will definitely go to eat it!

She remembered that the owner of the Chinese restaurant made a special pot of meat, which was charred and fragrant, and could also be made into sweet and sour ones.

Old John: "Okay, can I bring a small cake for Connie? You must like the strawberry cake I saw today."

…No, actually the cake was too sweet for her.

But it's okay to eat a few bites, Wen Mingli: "Dad, find a small one, I can't finish it if there are too many."