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54048 2009 年 03 月 27 日 23:27 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (627) Category: Personal Diary
a One day, clouds to two guests in the restaurant, a man and a woman of about forty, dressed decent, men still carrying a travel bag, travel seems to be out of a pair of couples.
smiling waiter brought the menu. the men took the menu direct delivery woman, said: \payable to the clerk says: \think that they have not, looked at the disturbed female clients. a woman's own words repeated again and again, this time the man next to the speaker: \\two bowls of wonton. \not agreed, along the way heard me? \ravioli did not say, as long as the bowl of two people. She rushed woman Pielepiezui: \\\wonton eats only point on, it did not mean to trouble you? \Anyway, getting calls, not push it the truth.
waiter told him whisper: \double the money! \to the woman in front of a release, said: \\The ravioli, if want to eat, half have gone to the mouth.
man who strained to see a woman, then turned around to see and feel everyone's eyes stare with a strange them, he felt a shame, said bitterly: \\\seven or eight expensive dishes.
woman and not be slow, such as point man finished dish. This light to the waiter: \King meal. \suddenly \Women across.
woman calmly said: \\the bag, reached inside Meng dig up.
woman said something coldly: \valuable things, I threw into the river. I've got a five dollars, enough to buy a bowl of wonton! \Way how to get ah? \\. colder than it is now it! \shaking his head.
woman sighed: \far from home business, did not expect to be cheated his shirt, and even travel money gone. through here, you have to eat a bowl of won ton to me, I know, when your body to left fifty cents ... ... \, then it is a small, broken wonton shop. \\After a walk of our home! \years ago, you say so! \\\sent a wonton lips, a swallow, the whole is gargling the stomach. ravioli when he scooped a second time, tears suddenly \; a woman to see him eat, and smiled, and began to pick up the spoon to eat. ravioli entered the mouth, while tears drip into the bowl. the couple tears on this and finished the bowl of wonton points .
put down the spoon, the man asked the woman looked softly: \\He startled by startled, stared at his hand could not believe the money.
woman smiling, said: \bowl of wonton, Actually, you have five cents, she hid in the soles. I know you want to hide the five cents, and so when I'm hungry a chance to. then you are forced to eat half of the ravioli, knowing I will not eat, put the money to buy a bowl out! \\ravioli.
man to the woman poured a half bowl: \\a trip,
Beats Headphones! \go home! \will bother you ... .. \burst into tears, \\\you put the door back to burn divorce, why walk home? \That is my wife homemade ravioli's! \already drafted a divorce agreement goes on, stared and looked a long while, muttering to say: \
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