Chapter 46 3 of Hearts... a dolled woman with a wide-brimmed hat on her head...

What happened next happened very quickly.Looking back now, I just think my memory is a mess. First, Dad saw two or three photographers and a small group gathered on the other side of the headland. These people can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary tourists.Taking a closer look, we see a beautifully dressed woman.She wore a wide-brimmed hat, sunglasses on her nose, and a bright yellow dress.Everyone looked at her. "Here she is!" said Pa. He froze, but I walked straight towards her. "You can rest now, let's shoot again later." I yelled loudly.The two Greek photographers were startled and turned around in a hurry, although they couldn't understand what I was saying.

I just remember, I was very angry.These guys are just too much, they live on my mother, they film her body from all angles, and my father and son haven't looked at her for eight years. At this time, my mother froze.She took off her sunglasses and looked down at me and up at my dad.She stood more than ten meters away, her eyes moving back and forth between our father and son.Mom panicked for a moment.I have mixed feelings. First of all, I thought, this mother is very strange to me, but somehow, I can tell at a glance that this woman is my real mother.No one can erase the nature of mother and child.In my mind, my mother is a great beauty.

What follows is like a slow-motion movie.Although my mother recognized my father at a glance, she ran towards me.I feel sorry for Dad, because people will mistakenly think that Mom is more concerned about me. As my mother ran towards me, she took off her fancy hat and threw it on the ground.She wanted to hug me, but she couldn't. After all, I grew up a lot in the past eight years.She stretched out her arms and held me tightly in her arms. I remember, I smelled the fragrance of her body and felt extremely happy in my heart.This kind of happiness cannot be compared with the satisfaction of appetite.I feel like my whole body is limp.

"Hans Thomas, Hans Thomas." She kept calling my name, and then stopped talking, just sobbing. When my mother raised her head from me, my father walked towards us, mother and son. "My father and son searched all over Europe, and finally found you." Mom immediately rushed forward, stretched her arms around Dad's neck tightly, and fell on his shoulder and wept. Those two photographers were not the only ones who witnessed this tragic and joyous scene.Several tourists stood aside, staring blankly at our family of three.They didn't know that this couple's mother-child reunion was brought about by a relationship that lasted more than two hundred years.

Mom suddenly stopped crying.She wiped away her tears and resumed her role as a model.She turned around and spoke a few words to the photographer in Greek.They shrugged their shoulders and said something, which immediately annoyed Mom, and a heated argument ensued.Seeing that something was wrong, the two photographers had no choice but to pack up their photographic equipment, run away quickly, and ran down the temple reluctantly.One of them even bent down to pick up the hat that Mom had thrown away.When going around the mountain gate of the Sea God Temple, one of them turned around, pointed at his watch, spoke Greek, and said a few words loudly, with a very rude expression on his face.

Everyone else left, but our family of three felt embarrassed and didn't know what to say for a while.After years of separation, family reunion, and the surprise of the first meeting, you are often at a loss and don't know what to do next. The sun had sunk below the pediment of the ancient temple of Tanah Lot.A row of colonnades ran along the short wall, casting long shadows across the headland.I spotted a red heart wrapped around the bottom left corner of my mother's dress, but somehow I wasn't surprised. I don't remember how many times the three of us walked around the temple that evening, but I know that my mother and I need time to get to know each other again, and my father, an old sailor from the town of Allendale, faced a long-term residence. In Athens, a model who speaks fluent Greek doesn't feel at ease for a while.The mother who is a model also feels uncomfortable.Despite this, Mom still talked to Dad about the deeds of Tanah Lot, and Dad talked to Mom about the life at sea back then.Years ago, Papa's boat had circled Cape Sunian on its way to Istanbul.

The sun sank below the horizon, and the quaint silhouette of the temple loomed eerily on the promontory.We started to walk down towards the mountain gate of Tanah Lot.I walked behind my parents and left it to the two grown-ups to decide whether this was a short reunion or the end of a long separation. In any case, Mom had to ride back to Athens with us, because the two Greek photographers weren't waiting for her in the parking lot.Dad respectfully opened the door of his small Fiat as if it were a Rolls-Royce and Mom was a princess. As soon as the car started, the three of us started talking.After driving all the way back to Athens, after passing the first village, I was appointed as the arbitrator.

Back in Athens, we left the car in the hotel garage and walked up the trail to the lobby of the hotel.We stood at the door for a while without saying a word.After leaving Tanah Lot, we chatted all the way, but neither of us mentioned the real purpose of our journey. I couldn't bear this awkward silence, and said, "Dad, Mom, it's time for us to make a plan for our family's future." Mom put an arm around me.Dad said some nonsensical words, such as "everything goes with the flow", which made me want to vomit. After hesitating for a while, the three of us came to the observation deck on the roof of the hotel to drink some refreshing drinks to celebrate the reunion.Dad called the waiter over and ordered two non-alcoholic drinks for us father and son, and a bottle of the highest quality champagne for Mom.

The waiter stretched out his hand and scratched his head, sighed and said: "The first night, these two gentlemen drank here and got very drunk. The second night they started abstaining. Tonight, is it the lady's big day? " Dad and I ignored him.The waiter took our drink order and trudged back to the bar.Mom had no idea what had happened the previous two nights; she looked at Dad in bewilderment.Dad put on his clown face and gave me a hard look.My mother was even more confused when she saw it. The family of three sat on the roof and chatted for an hour, but they still didn't talk about anything that touched everyone's mind.My mother told me to go back to the room first and go to bed.Eight years after she ran away from home, she finally began to care about her son's upbringing.

Dad glanced at me, as if to say to me: "Listen to Mom." I suddenly realized that because of my presence, the two adults couldn't talk about their problems properly. After all, they were the ones who separated, and I only made the whole thing more complicated. I reached out and hugged my mother.She put her lips next to my ear and whispered to me that tomorrow she would take me to the best dim sum shop in town and have a good meal.I also have a lot of whispers in my heart to tell her. Back in the hotel room, I took off my coat, took out the bun book, and read it while I waited for Dad to come back.There are only a few pages left in this little book that have not been read.