This long-awaited dinner with the whole family was unexpectedly harmonious.

Edward is still as humorous as ever, and his son Will is no longer as impatient as he used to be.

The dinner ended with warmth and occasional laughter.

The next day, Will pushed the shopping cart while his mother checked the shopping list. At the fruit and vegetable aisle, Sandra bagged beans.

Will suddenly asked: "Mom, do you think you understand Dad?"

Sandra said without any hesitation: "Of course."

Will asked with some uncertainty: I mean, do you really know what's going on in his mind?"

Sandra remained firm and said without hesitation: "Yes!"

Will couldn't believe it: "How is that possible? You ask him a question and it suddenly turns into another story of his. To be honest, you can't say you understand him."

Sandra looked at her son and said: "No, Will, I do understand. Don't draw such arbitrary conclusions about things you don't know."

She wasn't really angry, just ridiculous, but Will was heading into danger.

Sandra continued: "So do you think you know Josephine?"

Will nodded: "Yes. But these are two different things..."

Sandra shook her head: "No, it's the same thing. Exactly the same. Your father and I met, got to know each other, and then got married. We chose each other because on some fundamental level, we understand each other, just like you and Joseph

Like Fin."

She continued picking carrots as she spoke.

"Josephine and I have a lot in common," Will said.

Sandra laughed: "Yeah, you all think Will Bloom is a very smart man. The problem is that you only regard me as your mother, not someone else's wife. I have been his wife for longer than

Being your mother takes a long time, you can't deny that."

Will nodded: "That's true. But I've known him since birth, and I still feel like I don't understand him at all."

Sandra said seriously: "I know it's not easy. Remember, he didn't choose to be your father, and you didn't choose to be his son. You just got together naturally. If you ask me, I would say parents

It’s a miracle that you and your children can tolerate each other.”

Will: "But I know you, Mom. I've always known you."

Sandra: "Obviously you don't know enough. However, I am not the mystery you want to solve right now."

They made their purchases and came to the checkout counter.

Sandra handed the cashier her shopping coupon. Will came over with a copy of Newsweek.

In front of another checkout counter, a charming blond woman in her 50s was taking back her change. Although she and Sandra were the same age, she looked much younger, wearing jeans and sneakers.

She happened to catch Will's eye as he passed by, then watched him walk to Sandra. It was hard to read her expression: did she know him, or did she just find him charming?

Will noticed someone staring at him, and the woman happened to turn her face.

Will racked his brain and wondered, did he know this woman?

Sandra suddenly realized: "I almost forgot, there are some documents of your father in the basement, you go and take a look. I don't know which ones are important."

Will was a little distracted by the woman: "Mom, do you know that blond woman?"

Sandra looked over. After a while, the woman turned her face intentionally or unintentionally, and found that Will and Sandra were both looking at her. She smiled, and then pushed the shopping cart away.

Sandra asked confused: "Is she your teacher?"

Will was also very surprised: "No. But it's strange, she seems to know me."

Sandra said to the cashier: "Do you know who she is?"

The cashier turned to look, but only saw her silhouette as she left.

The cashier shook his head: "I've never seen it before, it's very beautiful."

This suspense left the audience a little confused. Who is that person?

It unnaturally makes people think about it, and some people can't help but think of Jenny in Edward's story, or the figure in the water.

Of course, at this moment, they cannot solve this mystery.

The camera returns to Edward's home.

A portable fan sat whirring in the corner. The volume of the radio on the bedside table was turned low and a sports program was playing. Edward lay on his back on the bed with his eyes closed.

Josephine gently lowered the curtains. She turned off the radio, startling Edward, who was not completely asleep.

Edward greeted in a teasing tone: "Hello."

Josephine smiled: "How do you feel?"

Edward thought for a moment and said, "I was dreaming just now."

Josephine asked curiously: "What did you dream about?"

He tried to remember, but couldn't. Josephine asked if she could sit on the bed. He nodded.

Edward said: "I can't always remember a dream unless it is ominous. Do you know what omen means?"

Josephine shook her head.

Edward explained: "It means that what you dream about will happen. For example, one night, I dreamed that a crow flew over and told me: "Your aunt is dying." I was frightened and quickly woke up my parents. They

He reassured me that it was just a dream and went to bed. But the next morning, my aunt Stacy was dead."

Josephine was a little surprised but still said: "It's so unfortunate."

Edward: "Unfortunately, it's my aunt. But think about me, I have that kind of super power at a young age. Within three weeks, the crow came to me again in my dream and said: "Your grandpa is going to hurry up."

Dead." Oh, I immediately ran to my parents. My father said, it's impossible, my grandpa is still fine. However, I could feel my father's fear. Sure enough, my grandpa died the next morning."

He sat up slightly and cheered up.

He continued: "For the next few weeks, I had no dreams. Until one night, the crow came to me again and told me: "Your father is dying." I didn't know what to do. But in the end I told me

Father. He said, don't worry, but he seemed very panicked. The next day, he seemed to be a different person, looking around constantly, afraid that something would hit his head.

Because the crow didn't tell me how my father died, he just said: Your father is dying. That day my father went to the city early and stayed for a long time. When he finally came back, he looked terrible, as if he had been waiting all day

When the ax fell, he said to my mother, "Oh my God, I've had the worst day of my life."

"You think you're the only one who's having a bad time," my mother said. "The milkman fell on the porch this morning, dead!"

Josephine smiled slightly, and Edward smiled too.

Josephine asked: "Can I take your picture?"

Edward shook his head and said seriously: "You don't need a photo. Just look up the word "handsome" in the dictionary."

Josephine smiled: "Please."

Edward rolled his eyes, why not?

Josephine left and went downstairs to get her camera.

Josephine's voice came: "Let me show you some wedding photos. There is a photo of you and my father. The photo is very good. I developed an extra photo."

Edward grimaced, feeling a twinge of pain. In the presence of others, he endured the pain, but when he was alone, one could see how serious his condition was.

He controlled his breathing and tried to get through it.

Josephine's voice came again: "I want to see your wedding photos, but I haven't seen any of them yet!"

She came back with the camera. Edward smiled, hiding his pain.

Edward: "That's because we didn't hold a formal wedding. Your mother-in-law didn't plan to marry me. She was engaged to another person."

Josephine said as she loaded the film, "I don't know."

Edward asked, "Will didn't tell you?"

She shook her head!

"That's fine. If he tells it, it will only be the dry facts. He won't add any exaggeration." Edward said with a smile.

Josephine was obviously interested: "Oh, then this is a long story?"

Edward nodded: "Well, it's not short."

Edward smiled evilly. The camera moved forward and focused on the rotating fan blades.

The rotating fan blades gradually turned into a rotating windmill.

It was held by a little boy. He rode on his father's shoulders, and the father and son walked towards the circus tent.

The audience all understood this scene. The little boy is Will and the father is Edward.

What follows is the continuation of the fantasy journey of Edward and Carl the Giant.

They encountered a second-rate circus.

Carl the Giant joined the circus, even if he signed an unreasonable contract!

Edward didn't, until he met the girl he was destined for.
To be continued...