My American magical life
Chapter 30 - 30 30 Sani's muscles relaxed

30: Chapter 30 Sani’s muscles relaxed 30: Chapter 30 Sani’s muscles relaxed Sani ultimately couldn’t bring herself to do it; she understood how hard it was for a homeless person to earn some money.

Living on the streets for a long time, with hunger and illness constantly sneaking up on her, made her look down on Cheng Daqi’s actions, yet also understand them.

For money, no embarrassment matters.

If it weren’t for the power of faith holding her back, she might have already forsaken her dignity by now.

“I saw on Facebook someone advertising their burger joint; all burgers for one US Dollar, and you get a pineapple pie with each burger,”

Sani, walking ahead leading the way, flipped through her phone and spoke to Cheng Daqi who was behind her.

When they acted together, Sani was usually the one to lead the way.

Cheng Daqi actually didn’t care what he ate.

Having escaped the shadow of cancer, he found everything delicious.

But Sani, after much deliberation, still picked the cheapest option, which made Cheng Daqi somewhat laugh and cry.

“We could aim a bit higher; anything within a hundred Dollars is doable,”

Save where you should save, and spend where you should spend, he really felt he should properly thank Sani for her help.

Alone and wandering in a strange place, without Sani’s help, his situation would certainly not be better than it is now.

Today was only his third day landing in Saint Rodu, but he had already earned over a thousand Dollars.

Although it involved a great deal of coincidence and wasn’t particularly replicable, it still counted as evolution from having nothing at all to extreme poverty.

That was some progress, at least.

Inviting a friend to a meal was the right thing to do.

Thinking of this, Cheng Daqi softly said,

“Sani, I really just want to thank you, not just because you introduced me to this place today, but also for the help you’ve given me these past days.”

The black girl didn’t really know how to respond to such words.

Her family had never taught her about these things.

Sani’s upbringing wasn’t much better than the streets, and no one else sparked these thoughts in her, either.

Lately, she felt more and more that Cheng Daqi resembled the ‘elite’ characters portrayed by actors in TV dramas.

After a few seconds, when Cheng Daqi began to wonder if he had said something wrong, Sani finally spoke up,

“How about you buy me a new phone?”

F**K!

I am a B***H!

Why did I make such a request!

The black girl was stupefied by her own mouth.

She had been longing to buy a new phone; this thought had lingered in her heart for a long time, almost feeling like a dream.

A dream to think about when asleep and not dare to think about when awake.

So, not knowing how to respond, her subconscious made the choice for her.

She didn’t know how she ended up saying that, but Sani truly felt terrible.

Simply terrible!

The human language system really can bypass the brain’s thinking and start a conversation with others subconsciously.

Sceptics could refer to slips of the tongue and sleep talk.

“Haha, that’s a good thought, but let’s not think about that right now; let’s go eat first,”

Cheng Daqi didn’t find anything out of the ordinary.

That’s how communication between friends is; they seamlessly switch between serious talk and nonsense.

He just thought Sani was talking nonsense.

Hearing Cheng Daqi’s reply, Sani’s nerves and guilt finally eased.

She felt the muscles on her back relax.

The black girl didn’t have friends; she didn’t understand Cheng Daqi’s thought processes.

But she knew that Cheng Daqi didn’t seem to hold her random remark against her.

That’s enough.

Sani knew she wasn’t a B***H.

She regarded Cheng as a friend and wouldn’t make unreasonable demands of a friend.

“Alright, I’ve made my choice, follow Mama Sani this way!”

……..

“Bro, it really wasn’t that I couldn’t do it, you have no idea what happened!”

“That Li Xiaolong and Jackie Chan’s son was as fast as lightning, so fast I couldn’t see his moves!”

“He took me down with just one move!

I suspect he’s one of those villains, you know, the kind you see in superhero movies!”

“You have no idea how tough he was!

He told me himself, his parents are Li Xiaolong and Jackie Chan!”

“He came to America just to cause trouble for Captain America!

I tell you, Captain America is in big trouble!”

The evenings in Saint Rodu were a bit cold, Kernor curled up in his own kennel.

He gesticulated wildly with his arms, spitting as he explained to his old buddy what had happened the day before.

In his mouth, Cheng Daqi had found new parents.

And it was two men who had given birth to him together.

Even Cheng Daqi had become Captain America’s enemy.

Not all Bros are as extraordinary as Kernor, there are black people who don’t like drinking water (for there’s lead in it).

Kernor’s exaggerated description was full of loopholes; his old buddy laughed until his stomach hurt.

“Did your mother forget to give you a brain when you were born, Kernor?

Li Xiaolong is a man, Jackie Chan is also a man, can two men have a baby?”

His old buddy’s words enraged Kernor, his forehead quickly filled with blood, and the breath from his nose came out like white smoke.

He wanted to go into rage mode, but he couldn’t beat his old buddy.

Kernor only knew Li Xiaolong and Jackie Chan were Asians, but he always remembered that Li Xiaolong was a woman.

Therefore, he couldn’t think of a rebuttal to his buddy’s words.

Just then, a breeze from the West Coast brought along a flyer of the Democratic Party.

The height of the flyer was just right, Kernor’s dark face was flush with the flyer

Could he be a genius?

Kernor’s words made his old buddy’s butthole clench.

The old buddy remembered the good old days when they used to get a few dollars from the traffic on the side of the street and go to the internet cafe to play video games together.

That time they sat very close, and Kernor even pinched his shoulder.

While the old buddy was still scared, Kernor had already gone crazy.

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Cheng Daqi had no idea that his defeated underling, Kernor, had already made a glamorous turn.

Looking at Sani’s satisfied expression, Cheng Daqi touched his forehead and sighed helplessly.

“Didn’t I specifically emphasize that we could switch to a better place, why is it still this one-dollar burger place?

Moreover, this is just a food truck, not a restaurant.”

Sani was about to speak.

A plump head popped out from behind the food truck’s counter.

“Hello, I am Domo, welcome to BBB Burgers, you can also call it Triple B Burgers!”

Domo’s face was round like well-proofed, fluffy dough, topped with a comically small white chef’s hat.

He was quite hefty, easily over two hundred pounds, but he had a keen smile on his face.

As if he hadn’t heard Cheng Daqi’s complaints, Domo enthusiastically introduced the menu.

“…

Raspberry pie, pineapple pie, that’s all we have, what would you two like?”

Sani tapped Cheng Daqi’s shoulder with her finger and gestured with her eyes for him to choose.

Shaking his head, Cheng Daqi smiled and ordered several burgers with names that seemed interesting.