Good Omen

The banquet lasted until 12 o’clock at midnight. There were not any weird matters except that episode.

All the guests started to leave in order.

Old Zhong came to Zhang Lilanfang sneakily from the rear. He was not by himself, and likewise, Mrs. Zhang was accompanied by her granddaughter.

These two oldest people walked some steps away, talking alone.

"Say what you want to say." Zhang Lilanfang said softly, but in a tone so sardonic, "I’m just a common person, I’ll die some day. And, if I lack of sleep, I may die faster."

"Lanfang, you just enjoyed your birthday banquet, don’t say that." Old Zhong sighed.

While Mrs. Zhang said seriously, "Old Zhong, what are you trying to say?"

Old Zhong muttered, "Today, did you forget to proclaim something?"

Zhang Lilanfang spoke without emotion, "No, I didn’t, I just change my mind. Seniors are capricious. Why, can’t I do that?"