Carefully put a few paintings into a wooden box, because it was a sedan and the space in the back compartment was too small, Cecilia would personally deliver the paintings to the door tomorrow.

No help was hired, and the others, including the portrait of Anya, sold for a total of $70,000, which was produced by Lady Cecilia for the whole of last year.

There are not a lot of rent payments and various expenses, and painting is a very expensive profession, so it's always right to save some.

Leaving the phone and asking for Mrs. Cecilia's business card, it was agreed that they would take little Anya to play with them tomorrow, and the father and son left satisfied, and the grandmother was still waiting for them.

The interior of the café is beautifully decorated, full of British style, with dim orange lights and melodious piano sounds, it looks very laid-back, which is different from the comfort of the city style in the ranch, and can also make people feel enjoyable and quiet.

Grandma is a very stylish person, born in a middle-class family in the United States, with half mixed-race genes, delicate silver-rimmed glasses half hanging on her face, only 50 years old, still young, only a little gray at the root of her hair.

She was flipping through the magazines in her hand, her small watch glowing in the light.

It's the best place in the café, close to the window, with the brightly lit Brooklyn and uneven floors, a mix of art, opportunity, wealth, chaos and poverty, and the most populous area of New York, especially in the nineties.

The white waitress obviously knew her, and seeing that it was too early, he stepped forward to ask if he needed a signature dessert.

Just wanted to nod, but when he saw his children and grandchildren coming back, he shook his head and took out a $10 bill from his wallet, put it on the table and stood up. A cup of coffee was only $5 and the rest was to tip the waiter, which she took care of quite well.

Han Xuan and his father were waiting at the door, they were holding the kitten, and there was a sign at the door that pets were not allowed to enter, so they consciously obeyed it, even if the kitten didn't like to bark too much, it was obviously not too good to disturb others.

The grandmother quickly walked out, carrying a black leather bag, and saw that the father and son were both empty-handed, only the grandson was holding a cat, and said speechlessly: "I don't understand what you are doing, I have to wait for a long time, didn't you say that you want to buy some paintings? ”

"I've got it, Mom, hehe, someone's spring has arrived, oh!

"Cut, who told you to talk nonsense. Han Xuan looked at his father and rolled his eyes: "Anya and I are just pure friendship, you are too evil!"

"Eldest grandson, who is Anya?" Grandma was really diverted, and asked in a low voice as if she was smiling, afraid that her grandson would be embarrassed.

"Oh, just friends, you adults are so boring. ”

Han Xuan immediately turned around and walked to the parking lot with the kitten in his arms, without looking back. I vaguely heard my father's voice behind me: "Mom, she will come to our house tomorrow." ”

"Oh~", grandma's tactful tone is intriguing, it is a happy event to have a smart child and grandchild, but it is too smart, and it is a little less fun to be a parent, and it is not easy to catch Han Xuan's little tail, and I can't be happy.

One is thinking about going home and telling the old man, and the other is thinking about calling his wife to tell him the good news...

Never underestimate the gossip of adults.

It's still rush hour after seven o'clock, and the highway is crowded with vehicles, and looking out of the car window, it looks like you're at a classic car exhibition.

There was some irritation in the congestion, and in the car next to him, the Mexican car owner was putting his hand on the window and smoking, and a large passage of Mexican was popping out of his mouth, which didn't look like he was praising New York anyway.

Han Xuan began to miss the ranch, and he was a little uncomfortable with being separated from the city for several years.

When I returned to Manhattan, the corner pet store was about to close, the young white girl was wiping the floor, and in the cage, the puppies and kittens saw someone walking by, and they raised their heads one after another, a little excited, and shouted at Han Xuan, jumping and jumping very happily.

"Do you need to buy anything?"

The female clerk asked, seeing the kitten in the child's hand, love overflowed: "Little brother, do you want to buy food for it, what a poor cat, there are many newborn stray cats every year, most of them die, you are really loving, why don't I help it take a bath first?"

"Is it okay?" Han Xuan asked, looking up.

The female clerk touched his head, "I have nothing to do when I go home anyway, so give it to my sister." ”

Reaching out to take the kitten, it had already woken up, a little scared, and wanted to drill into Han Xuan's body, and made a meow sound in its mouth.

"Huh, is this an exotic shorthair? Look at the face and the big tail. ”

The female clerk was surprised, poured out the hot water from the basin, and reached out with cold water to probe, and when the water temperature was suitable, she put the kitten in and washed it with a special pet shower gel.

The kitten seemed to enjoy it very much, motionless and at the mercy of it, turning its head from time to time, seeing Han Xuancai relieved, he reached out and fluttered the foam on the water.

After changing the water twice before stopping washing, the hair sticks to the kitten, which looks skinny, and the female clerk wipes off the water droplets, hands the hair dryer to the child, and goes to brew the cat's milk herself.

When he put the pacifier to the kitten's mouth, he immediately bit it eagerly and drank it, obviously hungry. As the fur dries out, its original shape is revealed, and it is an exotic bobtail cat.

This new cat breed was born more than 20 years ago, and the American shorthair and Persian cats were mated and bred to give birth to a new cat breed.

The kitten has very thick hair, irregular yellow hairspots on the top of the head and back, pointed ears, a round face with an innocent mouth, and looks very pleasing, especially the brownish-yellow circle-shaped, white circled tail, which moves behind it, needless to say, it is also known that it is eating very well now.

"How could anyone discard such a cute kitten? besides, there are not many of them in precious exotic shorthair. The female clerk smiled and handed the bottle to Han Xuan, rejoicing that the little life was alive.

"I'm sure I'll take care of it. Han Xuan nodded seriously, said to the female clerk, and turned his head to look at Father Han: "Dad, can I help you and me buy some kitten supplies?"

"Whenever there is an outsider, he becomes a baby", Han's father rolled his eyes.

I sighed in my heart when I was a second-class citizen who had the right to speak, and it was not my little ancestor who could do whatever you wanted.

The son was happy, and said to the female clerk: "Then trouble you, please prepare more, it will be inconvenient to buy it when you return to Montana." ”

"So, sir, are you a rancher?" asked the clerk as she prepared her things, Montana is famous for its ranch country.

Father Han nodded: "Yes, my son also has an Australian miniature donkey, and he likes these little animals very much." ”

"Miniature donkeys? Those guys are very cute. ”

The female clerk prepared a large bag of things and continued: "These are enough, give it these kitten cat food in a month, and these are for its cleaning, and some toys." ”

"By the way, sister, please help me get a little house for me. Han Xuan waited for the kitten to eat enough, picked it up and looked up and said.

The female clerk smiled and nodded, pointing to the row on the shelf, "Little brother, do you want a cage or a basket?"

"Basket will do"

Holding a large bag and putting it into the carriage, it cost a total of more than 300 US dollars, the female clerk and the intimate made a 90% discount, and the kitten began to sleep in the new nest, and soon arrived home.

Old Man Han has already returned, and he is preparing Chinese food in the kitchen, and the materials are piled up on the long table, which is as rich as yesterday, but the tricks have changed a lot.

I didn't see it, he was still a good family man, Han Xuan thought silently in his heart, put the basket in the corner of the wall, and poured the cat litter into a small basin to make it convenient at night.

After doing this, I walked over and lazily lay on the sofa, turned on the TV and watched the British TV series "Operation CI5", I was really tired today.

Han's father also came over and pillowed his head on his son's stomach.

Han Xuan: "...... How old are you. ”

"Younger than you, six years old. ”

The old couple next to them looked at their children and grandchildren and smiled at each other.

The next day, Mr. Han stayed at home and did not go to the company, and since the morning, he didn't know what he was waiting for, and occasionally tilted his head to look out the window.

Grandma went to buy vegetables in person early in the morning, and went to her convenience store to buy top steaks and mutton in piles, and she was busy at eight o'clock.

Han Xuan was a little baffled, thinking that some guest was coming, and after feeding the kitten, he sat on the ground and teased it.

Although the kitten was still emaciated, it looked much better and its bark was full of energy.

At nine o'clock, there was a bell at the door, and before Father Han moved, the old man hurriedly ran to open the door, not at all like a person in his 50s, outside was Mrs. Cecilia who came as promised.

"It was my son who bought the painting, right, you're... What did my grandson say about Anya?" asked the old man, looking at the little girl by the stairs at the door.

"Yes, Grandpa. ”

Anya was a little embarrassed and quietly hid behind her mother and looked inside.

"Come on, come in and sit down!"

Han Xuan in the house heard the sound of talking, and stood up speechlessly, curious when he had told his grandfather, but now he finally knew why

Han Qianshan, a second-class citizen, has become a coolie again, no, now he has become a third-class citizen.

Panting and moving the painting into the house, Madame Cecilia and the old people were sitting on the sofa chatting, drinking coffee and tea.

And Han Xuan had already taken Anya's little hand and went to the library on the top floor to play.

The kitten was held in the girl's arms, twisted its neck and stretched.