Chapter 47

"Book? What book?" Xueli's spiritual head was not here at all. It didn't come back until xiuci Beiyuan raised the book of acupuncture essence, smiled and said, "these are my father's."

"Mr. Fukuzawa knows traditional Chinese medicine?" these are amazing. Traditional Chinese medicine is a little weak in China, but it blooms inside the wall and smells outside the wall. It is very popular in nearby countries - RB is better, and South Korea is even more powerful! However, according to the nature of cosmos smecta, it is natural to change its name to "Korean medicine", and the Chinese side has also changed to "Korean side", which may be applied for the world heritage one day.

"Yes, he spent some time in China. He met my mother in China."

"So your parents have been to China... What are you doing?" Beiyuan xiuci is even more strange. Some doubt that Xueli's mother is Chinese, but it doesn't feel like watching the furnishings at home.

"My mother is studying in China. My father seems to be traveling and doesn't know what to swim. Anyway, he came back with my mother and got married later."

Beiyuan xiuci didn't expect to ask about the love history of his parents. She was a little embarrassed. She staggered the topic and took a book. She smiled and said, "it's really rare to take traditional Chinese medicine as a hobby."

It's really rare. There's a feeling that fishermen like arranging flowers.

Snow has sat down, drooling and waiting to eat, casually said: "it's not a hobby. My father opened a medical school."

Hideki kithara is stunned. Have you ever opened a medical school? Have you changed from a doctor to a cook? This span is a little big! He asked, "why do you open a wine house now?"

"I can't go on without being able to learn. I seem to have lost some money... I used to open a Kendo school. No one studied and couldn't recruit students. I changed the medical school at the end of my life. It didn't take long for the medical school to become yellow and turned into a wine house. It's been more than a year and my future is uncertain." Fu zexueli is strictly speaking, she is definitely a frank and good girl and doesn't treat Beiyuan xiuci as an outsider, Really say what you have.

"This......" Beiyuan xiuci really didn't expect that father Fukuzawa had such an experience, but Xueli didn't care at all. He was still heartless and happy: "don't be surprised, my mother said before, my father is a first-class drunkard, a second-rate swordsman, a third rate doctor, a fourth rate cook and a fifth rate husband, ha ha ha!"

She was happy for a while, and mysteriously lay on xiuci Beiyuan's shoulder and said, "although my father is serious now, after drinking wine, she is a fool, and I don't know how my mother married him."

The warm breath in her mouth blew into Beiyuan xiuci's ears, and there was a faint sweet smell of nectar. The touch on her shoulder was soft and elastic, which made Beiyuan xiuci look at her with a crooked head - didn't your father give birth to you when he was drunk? Is it really appropriate to tell me this? Let's be different. Will you really lie on me?

The snow didn't care what others thought of her. It didn't matter. After that, she went back. The Duck sat in a big place, swaying back and forth, and the waves in front of her chest. As soon as the door opened, Dong Mei came in, glanced at her, put down the pot in her hand, slapped her in the back of the head, and said angrily, "sit like a seat, sit for me!"

This slap was really loud. Xiuci Beiyuan felt numb when she listened to it. But she immediately became honest in the snow. She stuffed her feet under her ass and touched the back of her head.

Spring vegetables also came in. They skillfully held two large trays with some dishes on them.

After Dongmei suppressed Xueli, she didn't look at Beiyuan xiuci and directly began to serve soup and rice. Beiyuan xiuci hesitated and looked at the door. She didn't see Zhilong Fukuzawa's figure. She couldn't help asking Xueli, "won't Mr. Fukuzawa eat together?"

The snow didn't answer. She was concentrating on drooling. Unexpectedly, Dongmei answered. She tilted her head and didn't look at Hideki kithara. She seemed to be talking to an invisible person, "He wants to watch the shop outside in case of sudden guests. Don't worry about him. Usually he only eats after receiving the shop... You can eat at ease. I don't want our affairs to involve my brother and sister. Work is work. Our gratitude and resentment are our gratitude and resentment. We can't mix together, so we solve our affairs privately - solve them fairly and fairly! But you treat me I will never forget your insult in my life. Sooner or later, I will settle my old account with you! "

Xueli nodded again and again: "yes, just now her sister outside told us that this is between her and you. It is the intertwined love and hate between you. It has nothing to do with us. If we don't intervene, we can get along with you as much as we can..." before she finished her words, she got another slap in the back of her head. Dong Mei was ashamed and shouted, "don't use idioms!"

The snow was beaten to shake his head and muttered in a low voice: "people want to speak a little more elegant. It's ok if the meaning is right. What do you care about so much all day..."

Beiyuan xiuci was a little surprised. It was not because of the snow. She ignored her. She just took a closer look at Dongmei and found that although her expression was ugly and her small face was black, it didn't look like empty words. She was a little surprised - this little carrot head began to be reasonable. Today, the sun rises in the West and sets in the north?

But he didn't care. He said with a smile, "wait at any time!"

Dongmei hummed softly and filled the soup - there were also Beiyuan xiuci's, but Beiyuan xiuci looked at others' and found that there were two pieces of tofu less than others. She didn't know whether she meant it or not.

Dinner is very simple, that is, rice, miso tofu soup, natto, fried fish cake, pickled vegetables, salted fish and fried vegetables - this is a normal family dinner of Rb. They are all common dishes, which can be regarded as simple. But xiuci Beiyuan doesn't have any problem. He's here to work, not to be a guest. It's just a working meal. The whole family eats this. Is it just because of him?

He shouted "I'm moving" with the crowd, then gently picked up the bowl and drank a mouthful of hot miso tofu soup. He was a little surprised - not that it was terrible, but the problem was that it was definitely not delicious, but it could only be said to be ordinary. He thought that the dishes would be very good. Unexpectedly, they could only be regarded as ordinary.

Is it because your taste is different from RB people? It is very likely that

He pulled out the rice and saw that the rice grains were crystal clear and better than before. He was ready to pick up a chopstick "Chinese cuisine" -- RB calls fried dishes Chinese cuisine, which is actually fried fresh vegetables -- but he was surprised to find that there were two plates just now, and now there are only two empty plates containing some light green soup.

Oh, no, and a short little vegetable stem

He was stunned and looked up, but he saw that Dongmei bent from left to right, filled himself with a spoonful of rice, filled akitaro with a spoonful of vegetables, drank his own soup, and filled akitaro with a spoonful of rice board. He fed the children while eating. His cheeks were as bulging as a hamster; Spring food is slow and orderly, but the bowl is covered with a thick layer of food, still very calm; Xia Zhi and Xia Sha are constantly holding dishes with each other, and they don't have habitual hands. The left and right hands of chopsticks are constantly exchanged. Their four arms rise and fall, covering the whole dining table. They cooperate with each other in a tacit understanding, which is dazzling. The sound of feeding pigs is coming out in the snow around them, and their heads are buried in a basin

Hideki kithara is even more stunned. Why do you have a basin? He looked at it and found that it was full of bibimbap and mixed with some dishes that didn't exist today.

Xueli looked up and wiped his mouth. He asked vaguely, "why don't you eat? Do you think it tastes bad like a lump in your throat? I told you, my father is a fourth rate cook. Make do with it!"

"Ah, no, it tastes good!" kithara xiuci boasted against his heart and asked curiously, "why do you eat different from everyone?"

There was half a fish tail at the corner of her mouth in the snow. As she said, "this, this is the rice left for me yesterday. You can't waste it... Do you want to taste it? I can share it with you." she said that she was reluctant and hesitated at the end.

Beiyuan xiuci quickly refused: "no, thank you. Please take your time." you've eaten the same as a pig. I really can't speak. I'm kind. And you seem to be polite. You're not going to really give it to me, are you?

Xuelisong took a breath of air and hurriedly said, "then you can eat quickly. If you slow down, there will be nothing!" then she was very forthright and took up the basin, which was another fierce pickling.

Beiyuan xiuci hurriedly looked at the table again and found that even the pickled fish was almost gone. Only two small fish heads were lying on the plate, turning their eyes, looking like dying in peace.

All right, eat fish head to replenish the brain.

As soon as he reached out his chopsticks, there was a sudden evil wind around him. As soon as he saw a flower, he saw two fish heads in the snow and threw them into his mouth. He chewed "KaKa", and then there was another fierce pickling of rice.

Dongmei served rice at the other end of the table and scolded akitaro: "I'm almost four years old. I'm already a man. How can I eat a bowl of rice? Don't leave another bowl! Hmm? What expression is this? Don't cry. If you dare to cry, I'll beat you!"

The whole table was noisy. The pigs were being fed in the snow, Dongmei was training the children, and the spring vegetables were whispering. Xia Zhi and Xia Sha started fighting again after grabbing the vegetables and eating each other's bowls

Hideki kithara is really speechless. Is your family a fake RB? This is not the case in Japanese dramas. Everyone eats slowly, chews slowly and is polite to each other!

He really can not Tucao, and a pickle back, and began to pick up his mouth, and other than the pickles, natto beans on the table basically killed, fortunately, miso soup enough, can barely make complaints about it.

He ate a bowl of rice and drank a bowl of soup. Dong Mei glanced at him from a distance, skimmed her mouth and ordered, "spring food, add rice and soup to him."

This little white face eats so much

"Thank you!" kithara xiuci handed over the empty bowl. The snow around him also wiped his mouth and stretched out the basin. She said vaguely, "add some spring vegetables to me, forget it, fill it up..." she looked at Dongmei, her voice decreased, and said, "add half a bowl first!"

Beiyuan xiuci glanced at her in surprise. It turned out that you didn't use a basin, but your special rice bowl?