In 1990, I drove a taxi in Xiangjiang

Chapter 75 I'm Different from the People in the Story

"You don't have to be nervous."

The foreign woman shook the cup in her hand.

"Let me introduce myself first."

"My name is Kathy Shelby,"

"You can call me Kathy."

"My father used to say I was the best hunting dog."

"My nose is very sensitive, and I can always smell the scent of prey in the first place."

"Being called a dog is not a pleasant thing in our country of China."

Shao Xiangbei looked at the woman in front of him who called herself Shelby.

"I didn't come here to trouble you."

Kathy took a sip of the gin, his eyes narrowed, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"You know how bad the weather is in London in March."

"The fog in the morning can last until the afternoon."

"It rains more than half of the month."

"Xiangjiang is very warm, I like it very much."

Shao Xiangbei really doesn't understand why these foreigners always like to talk about a bunch of irrelevant things when talking about the topic. Is it for the sake of elegance or decency?
"So what the hell are you trying to tell me with all this lengthy nonsense?"

"You Chinese are just too impatient."

Casey sighed.

"I told you I was on vacation."

"However, I have sent all the information I have found back to London."

"I'm sure someone will come over soon."

"So you came here specially to tell me the news?"

Shao Xiangbei didn't know what the foreign woman in front of him was planning.

"As long as you give me what Jim is looking for."

"I can protect you."

Kathy took out a purple handkerchief and dabbed her red lips gently.

"I know they came to Xiangjiang to find something."

"You don't know what he's looking for?"

Shao Xiangbei never thought that Casey in front of him would not know Jim's real goal.

"I told you I was on vacation."

Casey's eyeballs slanted upward, as if rolling his eyes.

"really interesting."

Shao Xiangbei clapped his hands lightly twice.

"Would you be interested in hearing me tell a story?"

"Is it a fable for you Chinese people?"

Casey looked at Shao Xiangbei curiously.

Shao Xiangbei nodded, but instead of telling a story, he waved to the waiter at the bar.

Shao Xiangbei didn't speak until the waiter came over.

"Please go and get me a pair of bamboo chopsticks."

The waiter confirmed that he heard correctly before leaving.

"You don't mind waiting a while."

"The story needs some props to go along with it."

Shao Xiangbei looked at Casey, who was slowly tasting the gin, with the first real smile on his face since the two met.

"I am looking forward to the stories of you Chinese people."

"Just like I used to love listening to my grandfather's stories about gypsies."

Casey had a look of anticipation on his face.

Soon Shao Xiangbei saw the waiter walking over with a handful of bamboo chopsticks in his right hand.

"Sir, the bamboo chopsticks you want."

"I don't know if it's enough?"

Shao Xiangbei looked at the number of seven or eight pairs of chopsticks put on the table by the waiter.

"enough."

The waiter looked curiously at the table of two guests whose nationalities were somewhat inconsistent, and didn't know why they needed so many bamboo chopsticks.

Then Shao Xiangbei told Casey the story of "Three Brothers Folding Chopsticks", which is familiar to the Chinese people, from beginning to end.

Casey seemed to be immersed in this ancient oriental fable, with a pair of brown eyes staring at Shao Xiangbei, trying hard to understand the meaning contained in the story.

"A very good oriental fable."

"So do you really understand?"

Shao Xiangbei looked very sincere, as if he was very worried that Casey didn't understand the true meaning of the story.

"You're trying to tell me there's unity among family members, right?"

Casey put his cheeks in his hands and looked curiously at the mysterious oriental man in front of him, although the disappearance of Jim, Brandon and the perverted Jonathan was related to this man in front of him.

"You are a smart woman."

"But do you want to understand another meaning?"

Shao Xiangbei picked up the chopsticks that were scattered on the table, put his hands together to stand them upright, and finally knocked up and down on the table twice until all the chopsticks were level.

"Is there any other meaning?"

Casey's eyes moved up and down with the chopsticks in Shao Xiangbei's hand.

Shao Xiang took out one of the chopsticks in his hand, put it on the table and slowly pushed it in front of Casey.

"you try."

"Break it like in the story?"

Casey picked up the chopsticks and looked at Shao Xiangbei in confusion.

Shao Xiangbei nodded.

"That's it, just push harder."

Casey listened to hold both ends of the chopsticks with both hands, and it took some strength to break the chopsticks from the middle.

"I succeeded."

Looking at the broken chopsticks in his hand, Casey found it very interesting.

Shao Xiangbei struck while the iron was hot and handed all the chopsticks to Casey.

"Try together."

In Shao Xiangbei's encouraging eyes, Casey took the chopsticks.

She held a pair of chopsticks by each end in each hand, and tried with all her might to break it off the middle, but without success.

"Can I stand up and try?"

Instead of being discouraged, Kathy aroused her competitiveness.

"of course can."

Shao Xiangbei leaned on the sofa back of the booth, waiting for Casey's praise.

Casey stood up and walked outside the booth, using both hands to compete with the chopsticks in his hand.But she didn't break the chopsticks until she bent over and her face was flushed red.

After a while, Kathy's competitiveness wears off.

"Your story really makes sense."

"Although I already knew this was the result."

Casey's plump chest heaved and he put the unbroken chopsticks on the table.

"A family can only become invincible if it is united."

Shao Xiangbei shook his head at Casey's explanation, took out one of the chopsticks and held it in his hand again.

Just when Casey, who sat back in the booth, thought that Shao Xiangbei was going to break the chopstick.Instead, Shao Xiangbei put the chopstick he was holding in the middle of the table.

Under Casey's astonished gaze, Shao Xiangbei picked up the rest of the chopsticks on the table and put them in his hands.

Holding the two ends of the chopsticks in both hands, Shao Xiangbei took a deep breath.

"Crack" sound.

The chopsticks between Shao Xiangbei's hands made a crackling sound.

A pair of chopsticks were all broken by Shao Xiangbei under the witness of Casey.

Shao Xiangbei let go of his right hand and got up to grab the left arm of Casey who was sitting across from him.

"Put your hands up, palms open."

Driven by the strength of Shao Xiangbei's arm, Casey raised her left hand and opened it as she said.

Shao Xiangbei put the broken chopsticks into Casey's palm with his left hand.

"I'm not like the people in that story."

"It's not the same as you."

Shao Xiangbei did not sit back in the booth, but stood up straight, pointed to the only unbroken chopstick on the table and said.

"This is you."

"But I guess your family hasn't been united by my broken chopsticks yet."

　Let's support a wave of recommended tickets at night.

　　I wish you all a happy weekend!

　　


(End of this chapter)