The sky outside the car window is filled with large groups of snowflakes, decorating the entire city into a silver-white world. The high-rise buildings are already covered with decorations. Even if they are far away, you can still see the brightness of the Empire State Building. The lanterns, the crowds on the streets are endless, and they are in a hurry. Every few streets, you can always see the red Santa Claus distributing gifts. There are also many vehicles on the road carrying Christmas trees of various sizes.
As one of the largest cities in the world, New York has a very strong festive flavor, but Angela doesn't like it here. There are too many high-rise buildings here, so much that it blocks the sun. In comparison, she prefers Los Angeles. The kind of independent courtyard villa.
"Jedie, no matter what Dad said, you just pretend you didn't hear it, okay?" The beautiful lady sitting opposite said in a soothing tone with a hint of worry.
"Okay, Ruth, you always say this every time we come to New York, can you change the subject?" Jared spread his hands a little impatiently.
"How do you want me to change the subject, Jedi? I say it every time, but when have you ever done that?" Ruth sighed.
"But when wasn't Dad the first to start the conversation?" Jared raised his eyebrows.
Ruth shook her head and cast a look at Elena for help. Elena also sighed and held her husband's hand: "Jedie, Dad is an old man after all, you have to try to be considerate of him, you have long been with him. Well, why bother arguing about little things all the time?"
"Mary, you are not qualified to talk about me on this." Jared raised his index finger and saw his wife's eyebrows were about to stand up, so he raised his hand and said with a smile, "Okay, I'm joking."
Then he looked at his sister: "Ruth, I can only promise to restrain myself as much as possible, if father says too much..." He spread his hands again.
Ruth sighed, and she also knew that Jared had made the biggest concession, but her father... She shook her head, looked at the little girl beside her who had been staring out the window in a daze, and changed the subject: "Chrissy, dear Yes, would you like something to drink?"
But Angela was still in a daze, and Ruth called her several times before she suddenly woke up: "Ah, sorry, Aunt Ruth, I'm distracted, just orange juice."
"Okay, orange juice." Ruth poured her a small glass of fresh orange juice from the small refrigerator in the RV before asking the Jareds, "What do you want?"
"Look, I said, she'll only think of us after asking the little guy." Jared shrugged to his wife.
"What, are you going to care about your daughter?" Ruth rolled her eyes at him, then looked at the little guy, still staring out the car window, the orange juice in her hand didn't move at all, she looked at her brother with questioning eyes, Jared He made a gesture of no concern: "After leaving her friends every year, she will continue to be in this state for a while. It used to disappear after getting off the plane. It seems to be a little longer this year, but don't worry."
Do you really not have to worry? Maybe, it's not a big deal anyway. The relationship between Angela and Jessica began to have some inexplicable changes after the filming of "Born Together". After returning from the last amusement park, this kind of The change is becoming more and more obvious. Angela, who was used to being an otaku in her previous life, has absolutely no idea what it is. She can only perceive that Jessica has also discovered the change, and Jessica seems to be very happy with the change, which makes her feel very happy. Angela, who has always been "heartless and heartless", and who chooses to forget as long as she can't solve it, can't ignore it. I have to say that the little girl is really pitiful. Even if she knew the word ambiguous in her previous life, it was only literal. However, when I really faced it, I didn't know anything.
Traffic jams in New York are commonplace, so the RV came to the villa on Long Island after a long circle. Although I come here every Christmas, the decoration of the villa can always be new, such as the ones in the garden now. The tree-shaped lanterns of large and small Christmas trees are composed of countless small trees piled up into a large tree shape. Of course, the dozen or so plum blossom piles are still very conspicuous, but they are shorter than before.
"Welcome back, Jedi, Mary and Chris, Merry Christmas." Thomas, the old housekeeper standing at the door. Frye had been waiting for a long time, and he opened the door for them with a smile.
"Hi, Thomas, Merry Christmas." The family greeted him separately. Angela was especially loud. Old Thomas has always been grandpa's housekeeper. He has been loyal for so many years. Everyone in the Mason family likes him, even if he is wrong with grandpa. Pan's father also has a good relationship with him.
There were already people chatting in the spacious living room. Two men were facing each other on the classical sofa. The one who was talking was only two or three years younger than Jared. He was well-dressed and a successful businessman. About twenty-seven or eight years old, polite and very educated.
There was an old man sitting on the single-seater sofa next to him, teasing a cute little boy of two or three years old who was reaching his knees. There was an air of arrogance in the knife-cut wrinkles. It is conceivable that he was very arrogant when he was young. Strong characters, but these can't hide the kindness of playing with children now.
"Hey, let's see who's here." The man who was about the same age as Jared stood up first, came forward with a laugh and hugged him, and then slapped Elena on the cheek.
"Ed, don't take advantage of my wife, you bastard," Jared joked.
"You're slandering, Jedi, how could I possibly do that here with Ruth." Ed called hurriedly.
"That means I'm not here, can you do this?" Ruth's voice came from behind.
"Darling, you misunderstood me, I mean I won't be here if you're here, and I won't know if you're not here." Hearing his wife say this, Ed hurriedly explained.
"Hi, brother. Hi, Mary." The twenty-seven or eight-year-old man in the back stood up and greeted.
"And me, Uncle Dean." The little guy said first, and she was very dissatisfied with Uncle Ed's careless ignorance just now.
"Well, I'm sorry about that, my little angel, how are you?" Dean smiled and stroked her head.
"Don't mind the little guy, Dean, Merry Christmas." Jared opened his arms and hugged his brother, looked around, and asked, "Wendy coming over this New Years?"
"Yeah, but I still hope you can come together one day, Christmas or New Years." Dean shrugged, then stepped out of the way.
Jared smiled, then walked to the old man with his wife and daughter, and nodded slightly, "Merry Christmas, Dad." Then he took the gift from his wife and handed it over.
"Okay, sit down, don't stand." The old man took the gift - Patus in 1966, and said noncommittally, until his eyes fell on Angela before he smiled: "What's the matter, I My little angel, why don't you come and let me see?"
The little girl stuck out her tongue and walked over to Qi Qi Ai and said, "Dear grandpa, I thought you would be very angry?"
"Very angry? Why? Because you made a movie?" The old man laughed. "To be honest, honey, I'm more likely to be angry than you making a movie, or my few hairs."
"That means, you don't object to me making a movie?" Angela immediately jumped onto Grandpa's lap and looked surprised.
The old man frowned slightly, and before he could speak, the little girl rolled her hands into a microphone and handed it to him: "So, dear Mr. Kleist, what do you think of your granddaughter's movie?"
The old man smiled helplessly, and then said seriously: "It's great, not pretentious at all, I'm proud of my granddaughter."
Angela wanted to say something more, but she felt someone was pulling her trousers. She looked down at Aunt Ruth's 2-year-old child who was looking at him pitifully, stretched out her hands and said vaguely, "Sister, I want to too. sit."
"Okay, Colin, I'll let you." The little girl shrugged helplessly, jumped off her grandfather's lap, and put the little boy on top.
"I have to say, Chris, I'm so jealous of you, Colin never asked me, a father, to hold him on Grandpa's lap." Ed cried at this time, making everyone chuckle softly. stand up.
Angela made a face, looked around again, and asked after finding the empty stroller, "Uncle Ed, where is Susu?"
"Where do you think she will be?" Ed said with a smile without answering directly.
The little girl rolled her eyes, then looked at her grandpa: "Grandpa, can I go to the kitchen?"
The old man, who knew what his granddaughter was thinking, nodded: "Okay, but don't make trouble, you know?"
"God, in Grandpa's heart, when I enter the kitchen, I will only lick and mess around. This really makes me sad." Angela exclaimed exaggeratedly, and then ran quickly to the kitchen, sneaking a glance amid the laughter of the elders Father, she has already expressed her attitude about making movies anyway. If father and grandfather quarrel again because of this, it will not be her business. Of course, if the quarrel is about other things, it is not up to her. .