The next morning, Andreo Fanta went to the hospital with Estrella Berrocal and Ciri Garzón.
Estrella Berrocal brought breakfast to Adán Rouco and Mrs. Vasconcellos.
Andreo Fanta tapped Adán Rouco on the shoulder and said: “Thank you for last night”.
Mrs. Vasconcellos was in a good mood today and upon seeing Ciri Garzón, her smile became more charitable and she said, “Ciri, it’s been a long time since my aunt has seen you, how cruel of you not to visit your aunt after so long…”
A little embarrassed, Ciri Garzon sat down in front of Mrs. Vasconcellos’ hospital bed and said, “Tia, I’m sorry, I’m back now and I’ll be sure to visit you more often.”
Mrs. Vasconcellos patted his hand, “That’s good.”
When she touched Ciri Garzón’s empty ring finger, Ms. Vasconcellos deliberately scoffed, “Andreo, how did you manage to chase a girl? How come you haven’t put the wedding ring on her finger yet?”
Ciri Garzón: “… Tia, I’m not in a hurry”.
“But my aunt is in a hurry, I was thinking you and Andreo would have a baby sooner and call me grandma!”
Ciri Garzón’s scalp tingled and she sketched a shallow smile.
Andreo Fanta walked over, put his arm around Ciri Garzón’s shoulders and said, “Mom, Ciri and I will get engaged as soon as possible and we won’t let you down.”
“…”
Ciri Garzón looked at him with a jubilant expression.
When did she say she was engaged to him?!
Under Andreo Fanta’s eyes shone a glint of calculated joviality.
Mrs. Vasconcellos was overjoyed, “That’s good, you see your sister is already married and pregnant and you, the brother, still haven’t married a woman, you can’t keep up, you’re not as good as your sister, you see that Estrella, although she is usually subtle, is not when she meets someone she likes, she goes for Adam right away. You’re a bore, take more lessons from your sister.”
Hearing this, Adán Rouco almost choked on the mouthful of porridge he had taken and coughed slightly with a covered fist.
Estrella Berrocal wondered, “Mom, why didn’t I understand…?”
How could she not be subtle, and how could she be the one to pursue Adán Rouco when it was Adán Rouco who was pursuing her?
Before the question could be asked, Adán Rouco had already picked up a spring roll and shoved it directly into Estrella Berrocal’s mouth: “This spring roll tastes good, try it”.
Estrella Berrocal gagged and took an unappetizing bite: “But I’ve already had breakfast at home and I’m so full I can’t eat any more”.
Estrella Berrocal took a bite of the spring roll and presented it again to Adán Rouco.
Mrs. Vasconcellos, her eyebrows tinged with a thick smile, said, “Estrella, teach this wooden brother of yours more about relationships so that he will marry Ciri sooner and make you his sister-in-law.”
Ciri Garzon, fearing that Mrs. Vasconcellos was still pushing for marriage, smiled sweetly and said, “Auntie, do you want some apples? Shall we peel you one?”
“I don’t want to eat the apple.”
“I lose an orange for you then?”
Mrs. Vasconcellos smirked and glared at Ciri Garzon, “Ciri, don’t you dare try to gag me with food.”
Ciri Garzón: “…”
Since when is Tia Vasconcellos more difficult to deal with than Andreo Fanta?
Where has the well-meaning Aunt Vasconcellos gone?
Early in the morning, the room was a huge birthing scene.
Mrs. Vasconcellos relentlessly pushes Ciri Garzón, from underneath, whose foot is on Andreo Fanta’s back, with a look that passes with a look that conveys – it diverts the conversation!
Andreo Fanta grunted and frowned as Ciri Garzon kicked him hard, then changed the subject with a calm face, “And how did the sister reach Adam?”
Estrella Berrocal’s head cocked as she looked at Adán Rouco, who was slowly slurping his porridge, with a snarl on his face, “Why don’t I remember that I chased you?”
Adán Rouco slipped the lump in his throat, put down the dishes and ignored her in the least, imparting Andreo Fanta’s four-word secret for love, “Stalking.”
Estrella Berrocal: “…”
Who’s lurking, he’s the one with the thick skin of a city wall!
Mrs. Vasconcellos: “Estrella, although I appreciate that girls take the initiative when they meet someone they like, it’s not good to harass them…. Good thing Adam has had his eye on you too, otherwise you wouldn’t be on your head…”
The conversation moved to Adán Rouco and Estrella Berrocal, and Andreo Fanta discreetly looked in Ciri Garzón’s ear and warned her, “Loosen your feet.”
Ciri Garzón is the tallest of the group.
Adán Rouco narrowed his dark eyes, sensing that something was wrong, that Andreo Fanta had the audacity to blame him, a debt he had not yet settled with him for the joke he had made about Estrella.
So he said, “Estrella and I are in love and we are in love with the intention of getting married, and not getting married after being in love for a long time is a hooliganism, and even more an irresponsibility to our parents and elders and to both our families.”
Estrella Berrocal got a black face asking, didn’t they fake a marriage before falling in love?
This man, who is a garbage man …
Mrs. Vasconcellos was delighted to hear this theory and said, “Andreo, you need to learn from Adam, he is right, you and Ciri have been in a relationship for how long and you have never mentioned marriage, you two, hurry up and put marriage on the agenda.”
In the background, Andreo Fanta again received a hard stomp from Ciri Garzón.
Adán Rouco picks up his bowl of porridge with his long fingers and drinks it without distraction.
Andreo Fanta must have thought he would take revenge on him later if he had dared to ridicule him.
As this scene of massive dumping was unfolding in all its splendor, there was a knock at the door of the room.
At the door, Cidro Borja reported, “Ma’am, Mr. Andreo, Mr. Incendio Fanta is here. ”
At the mention of Incendio Fanta, the entire room, their faces sank.
Andreo Fanta said: “Mom, if you don’t want to see him, I’ll have Cidro Borja throw him out”.
Mrs. Vasconcellos looked at Estrella Berrocal and said, “Estrella has not met him yet, let her go in to see her daughter, let her see him up close, it is because of her that such a good daughter has left us for more than twenty whole years, all because of her sins.”
Incendio Fanta walked in with a basket of fruit, apparently not expecting so many people in the room, “A visitor?”
Mrs. Vasconcellos did not look at him, did not even glance at him, but said coldly, “There is only one guest here, and that is you.”
Incendio Fanta, who was naturally a little embarrassed by the coldness on his face as soon as he walked in, walked over, placed the basket of fruit on the bedside table and said, “I remembered that you like tropical fruit, so I bought some.”
Mrs. Vasconcellos didn’t believe it at all: “What a tropical fruit in the middle of winter”.
Incendio Fanta didn’t screw up and saw that Andreo Fanta was there and smiled: “Andreo and Ciri are here too”.
But no one accepted it.
Estrella Berrocal sat a short distance away, sizing up the real father she was about to meet for the first time, not knowing what to make of him.
Incendio Fanta, naturally, also saw her and looked familiar for a moment, “These two are…”
It was at that moment that Mrs. Vasconcellos’ eyes twitched and she said mercilessly, “You are a very qualified father, not knowing your own daughter.”
Incendio Fanta’s eyes shot up, “You, what did you say?”.
“You heard right, what you have before you, the child stolen from you by your snake-hearted lover, is your own daughter Dulcinia.”
Incendio Fanta’s feet, even taking a small step back, looked up in surprise at Estrella Berrocal: “Are you … really Dulcinia?”
“I am willing to see you today, just to tell you this, I have been looking for my daughter for over twenty years and finally got her back, now that you have seen my daughter, you are not welcome here, leave.”
Incendio Fanta clenched his fist, swallowed and asked, “I came today, apart from coming to see you, there is something else I want to ask. do you have Amara?”.