The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Drake held a steaming teacup and sat awkwardly amidst a pile of Indians. ? Eight?? One? Chinese website www.81zw.com? He looked around, the woman was wearing a shawl with complicated patterns, the man was wearing a Polo tie. This is a gathering of Indians. Drake knew that the couple who had just returned from the trip asked friends to share their travel experience.

If that were the case, Derek would not be so restless. Enthusiastic Lady Wind also wanted to use this gathering of people to help Drake.

Derek showed Spella in the kitchen. Raise your hand, forcibly fill some hot tea in the cup, and raise your hand to the Yin'an people next to you, pointing to the empty cup, "Hehe, I'll go to get another one, hehe, do you need it?"

The people around looked at this guy who obviously did not belong here.

Derek no longer hesitated, quickly stood up and walked to the kitchen.

"Ah, Drake." Spella was visiting the dim sum on the silver dinner plate and saw Drake coming over, smiling. "Are everyone here, let's go and give you snacks."

"Ah, about this ..." Derek put the glass down, the woman in front of her awkwardly, lowered her voice, "Do I have to stay here?" He saw doubts on Spira's face and quickly pressed On the shoulder of Spira, "Oh, Mrs. Wind, don't get me wrong ..."

Drake looked at the Indians who were already full in the living room, turned around, and said seriously to Spira, "I am very grateful to my wife for letting me a stranger ride, and very grateful to my wife for letting me stay for a while, of course I am very grateful to my wife for helping me, but I do n’t think I should continue to trouble ... "

Spella smiled, her thin palms clapped on Drake's arm, "Oh ~" the tone turned, "What a nice boy, I'd be happy to help." Spella's smile spread across her face, "It's not too much trouble ! I ’m so glad you are here. "

Lad? Derek had an indescribable feeling. He was not young. This title was rarely used on him. "Ah. Thank you. But my wife ..."

"Come on!" Spella took Drake's arm and walked to the living room. "Can you help me carry the plate?"

"Uh, okay." Drake realized he couldn't escape. Helplessly picking up the plate, but still smiling, not to embarrass this kind woman.

"Are you all here?" Spella walked into the crowded living room, looking around like her master, and asked. Bayi Middle School ?? ▲ wenwen www.81zw.com?

"Walker hasn't arrived yet." Coden glanced. Reply.

"Oh, hehe." Spella grabbed Drake and patted the other man's arm. "He is always late. Let's wait a moment."

Drake stared at the Indians in a room, uncomfortably put on a smile, and was pushed back into the seat by Spella.

The atmosphere was a little weird, and many people looked at Drake with a puzzled look, and then turned to Spella. They are wondering one thing, what is this guy doing here?

The door was pushed open, and a well-dressed man stepped into the door. Except for a face that is obviously an Indian. His clothes are out of tune with the personality here. I glanced at the living room that was already full of people. I nodded and nodded at the people I knew. Finally, I looked at the host in the middle, Spira, with a not friendly expression. "I'm here, the wind."

Steve Walker stood directly at the door, and it didn't seem to mean to really enter. "I don't care what you are going to do. I have nothing to do with it." He raised his hand and made a gesture of urgency.

Drake finally found a guy who also didn't want to stay here, but unfortunately he was also an Indian.

"Oh. Steve!" Spella stood up. "Can you be polite? Didn't you see that we have a guest here?" She pointed to Drake, who looked embarrassed.

"Don't call me Steve. Walker!" Steve frowned, "I'm not so familiar with you." But Steve's eyes fell on Drake's face, setting aside the obvious embarrassment. This is a face that should not appear on such occasions, "Who is this?"

Spella laughed and pulled Radrick, "Oh! Look at me, it hasn't been officially introduced. In fact, today everyone is here, I want to ask everyone to help me!"

Derek was pulled by Spella. Standing uncomfortably, a dozen pairs of deep (deep silhouettes of the Inan people) stared at himself, making him unconsciously nervous, "Hi!" He waved at everyone first, "I'm Drake, Derek Grande ... "

"Wait." Steve, who was standing at the door and did not want to step in, interrupted, waving his arms, puzzled, "What are you talking about? Grand?"

"Do you know Grand?" Drake looked at each other, so he ignored the Indians who were around him and started to exchange eyes. ∮ 八 ∮ 一 ∮ 中 ∮ text, www.8.1ｚw.ＣＯＭ

Steve didn't have time to continue to ask, and Drake was turned away by Spella, with a big smile on his face, "Look, I told you, the crowd is helpful, right! We will help you find your family! "

Drake opened his mouth and smiled reluctantly, "Yeah, I ..."

Spella seemed very happy and raised her voice, "Drake came to Patton to find his family!"

Derek was even more embarrassed, standing at a loss among the Indians who were looking at each other.

"Oh!" Spella slapped Drake's arm. "I know, I know." She used the indulgent expression that elders would often show to their younger generations. "Go, go! I know you don't want to continue Here, go! Ask the traveler who does n’t want to stay here, Grande! You can thank me later! "

Then Siberia pushed Drake towards the door.

Derek walked hesitantly through the crowded In'an, glanced at Sibera, the over-zealous old lady, and still thankfully uttered thank you, and walked to Steve, who was frowning.

Steve looked at the smile that Spira deliberately placed on her face, and the corners of her mouth flicked, and opened the door again, and drew Drake around. "We'll talk outside."

The house of the blast couple is the same as when they left, the squeaky front porch that was neglected to maintain, the mottled and peeling wall paint, and the small front yard with a feeling of medium and prosperous under the weed cover. The two stepped out and looked at the car that had been parked all over the road. Steve leaned his head toward the last car on the road, "Go to my car and say."

"Let's make it clear!" Drake walked beside Steve, and he had no intention of looking at this person, "Uh, Walker, Steve Walker, right?"

Steve turned his head to look at each other. "Steve is just fine." He added lightly, "If you are really Grand. 'Family'."

"Well, about this." Drake frowned. "Let's talk ahead, I don't want to disturb the life of Grande now. I don't want to ask anything. I just came to see, the man who made me." He Tugging at the corners of his mouth, his voice became smaller, "Father, if it's common sense ..."

Steve looked at the strange-looking man. After thinking for a while, frowned, "What the **** are you?"

Strange way of asking questions. What is it? Vampires, werewolves, shapeshifters ... this is the real direction of Steve's question. Let's take a look at the answer he got.

"The **** (illegitimate child) who was completely forgotten, obviously." Derek shook his head down, "Sibera told me that Grande is now run by two brothers." He paused for a while, "strictly , I belong to them, uh, brother. "Shaking his head again. "So, if I really want to find them, I should do it myself."

Derek smiled bitterly at Steve, "I think you should be friends with them? I don't want them to make any bad impressions on me. So trust me, I don't want to inquire through their friends. . "

Steve opened his mouth and nodded slowly, "I." He thought for a while, "Trust you. Get in the car."

Steve's car is a Jeep, higher than the center of gravity of ordinary cars, giving the two people in the car the vision. You can pass the roof of the parked car in front of the entire street without hindrance and take the fading Paisin into view.

The two men who were strangers sat silently side by side, looking around.

"Aren't you a Patton?" Steve said.

"No, it's not." Drake answered immediately. "The first time I came to Patton." Added, "the first time with memory."

"Oh." Steve nodded, and he wasn't sure what he wanted to get out of the other party's mouth, but what he knew was that no matter what Siberia was playing, Grande's two were completely unknown. situation. He can now walk away completely and ignore. You can also do what any businessman should do to find the benefits you can use.

Steve waved his hands around, frowned, and looked disgusted, "Here, this ruined place can't represent Button. Here is ..."

"Paisin." Derek seemed to realize the other party's intentions, and smiled, "Sibera told me that this is not the bustling place of Barton."

Steve sideways, staring at Drake, "How did you know Spella?" He spread his hands, "purely curious."

"Oh, this one." Drake smiled. "They gave me a ride. If it weren't for them, I might have to walk all night to enter Barton West."

"That's it?" Steve raised an eyebrow. "They picked you up by the road?"

"Hehe." Drake smiled. "You can say that."

Steve shook his head. "Don't you think they are strange?"

There was a strange look on Drake's face, and after thinking about it, this Steve didn't seem to like the wind couple very much, so he smiled embarrassedly, "Sorry, I don't feel much."

"Well, I'll tell you directly." Steve snorted. "The wind is not a good guy, you better stay away from them."

Derek frowned, "They are very kind to me, too enthusiastic, I admit, but I don't think they are bad people."

Steve sneered and said nothing more, opened the small box in the middle of the seat, turned it over, and pulled out a business card, "If you want to visit Grande, hurry up. I don't want to be That inexplicable leak, telling them that there is a brother. "

Derek took the business card with the name of Zachary Grande and the address of Grande Funeral Home.

"Thank you." Drake stared at the business card.

"Also!" Steve suddenly remembered something, and used a ridiculous tone, "If you can, mention me and make it clear. I don't want to guess when I see the two brothers of Grande next time. Have they seen their brother? Have a bad relationship! "

Drake nodded understandingly. Such dramatic family events are too easy to distract from the interaction. I don't know if Grande's Liang brothers will feel disgusted when they know that they actually contacted their friends. Derek sighed helplessly, as long as he didn't meet the overzealous couple last night.

An old car under the night appeared in Drake's mind. He stopped slowly on the roadside. The friendly pair no longer knew how long he had been walking on the road. He beckoned, "Boy! See you! Okay! Go to Barton? You are so lucky, get in the car! The back seat is spacious enough for you to sleep comfortably! "

Drake shook his head with a smile, not bad, it should be lucky to meet such a kind person on the road in the middle of the night. (To be continued.)