Chapter 55

The wind outside Chunwei's house was so cold that the signboards were rattling.

The strong wind came on time at 7 p.m., which was the prime time of the day. It directly reduced the number of guests in Chunwei house by 70%. Then the news suddenly issued a heavy rainfall warning, which made drinkers and diners begin to return home. As a result, there were no guests in Chunwei's room before nine o'clock in the evening.

Hideki kithara rubbed her sore eyes, and her face was not very good. Dongmei Fukuzawa was sitting in a corner of the lobby checking accounts, tightly pursing her small mouth. There was a round red mark on her small face, which was funny and depressed.

Beiyuan Xiuji's face is not so good, not because the business is very poor today. It doesn't have much to do with him, but because Dongmei's little carrot head is a psycho!

After working in Chunwei house for ten days, he felt that his relationship with Dongmei had eased. Today, he was even more kind. He thought it was about the future in the snow. After all, it was fate for everyone to get to know each other. He should help the staff to give advice. He never thought that Dongmei's little carrot head was so vicious that he attacked him when he was unprepared.

Is this a psycho? Not that I can't explain, absolutely crazy!

At that time, his eyes were crossed with tears. Of course, he was not polite, so he pressed Dongmei's head on the rice bowl, making her face have an extremely close contact with the edge of the rice bowl - it looks worse than him now, and the round mark on her face has not disappeared yet!

Little rob may be used to being overbearing at home, but he's not used to her bear problems - he doesn't owe rob. Does a girl have to let her?

He cleaned up the kitchen table and glanced at Dongmei. Dongmei was looking at him and met his eyes. He was guilty for a moment, but he immediately stared back with a small black face and was unwilling to be weak.

The two sides stared at each other for a moment, almost at the same time. Hideki kithara put the pots and pans back in place and put them in order -- the shopkeeper and chef of Ichiro Fukuzawa had gone back to rest first because he had no guests. These jobs were all done by him as a cook -- he thought secretly as he worked: "Although I'm comfortable here, I can brush my experience, and the boss is nice to me, this little carrot is too bastard to get along with me."

He was thinking about things, and his face was ugly, which made him follow him to help. By the way, the spring food he secretly observed also sighed in his heart - she witnessed the whole process before dinner today. To be fair, she felt that her eldest sister was wrong!

People are kind to help. Why do you cross people's eyes when you have nothing to do?

She wiped her hands with her apron, went out of the kitchen and walked towards Dongmei. She reached out and gently pulled her. She whispered, "big sister, go and apologize to him!"

Dongmei looked at kithara xiuci and held it for a long time. She said in a stuffy voice, "I'm right again. Why should I apologize to him? I won't go!"

"Elder sister!"

"No!"

Chuncai looked at Dongmei in anger, calmed her nerves, and patiently advised: "elder sister, you are angry with him because your second sister didn't go to school for free... It's not very good. Today's matter is even more excessive! Elder sister, you'd better apologize!"

She put it mildly, because she knew that her sister always ate soft rather than hard - to tell the truth, she didn't think Dongmei was right at the beginning, especially when she knew what kind of person Beiyuan xiuci was, but there was no way. This was a close sister she respected very much since she was a child. In a sense, she could be regarded as both sister and mother, let alone fighting I'm afraid that even if she killed someone and set fire, she would have to hide her and go to prison for the crime of shielding.

There may be some wrong views, but she would rather be a person with wrong views than help her sister - of course, she should be advised. She can't really watch her sister do stupid things.

Just like now, she feels that xiuci Beiyuan doesn't care about her eldest sister's unreasonable behavior at school. She is really very generous. As a result, people don't care about it. You have to be persuaded for some reason.

"Why didn't he apologize to me first? You see, he beat me!" Dong Mei was not completely unreasonable. She knew that her sister was right, but she never bowed her head first - if kithara xiuci bowed her head first, she could consider apologizing and admitting a mistake - she was not happy with her little mouth, pointed to a circle of red marks on her face and said: "You didn't see how cruel he was. I almost suffocated him in the rice!"

Spring food has nothing to say for a moment. You're not polite. You're pressed in your bowl and stretch your legs to kick others, although it's basically kicked on the second sister.

She didn't dare to think about the scene at that time. The picture was so beautiful that her chest was stuffy when she thought of it - the eldest sister and Beiyuan fought at the table. They not only almost overturned the table, but also pressed the second sister to cry, and the papaya flattened. It was a daily version of the living king of hell fighting and the little ghost suffering.

She was silent for a while, sighed softly, prepared to find the root cause, patiently asked, "elder sister, why did you fork his eyes? He didn't do anything at that time?"

Dongmei stopped talking and scratched her pen on the account book. After waiting for spring vegetables for a long time, she asked patiently again, "what's it for, sister?"

Spring food is the only one who can talk to Dongmei at home. Dongmei hesitated for a long time before she said unhappily: "I don't know. At that time, she suddenly found that she was too close to him. She was so angry that she went to fork his eyes without thinking. After forking, she reacted..."

"You're looking at something. Of course you'll get together!" spring food was even more puzzled.

Dongmei suddenly became irritable again. The pen in her hand cut the account books and said, "I'm just very angry. There's no reason!"

Chuncai thought for a moment and asked carefully, "elder sister, is it because you have never been so close to boys of your age?"

Dong Mei was stunned. After feeling guilty for a moment, she immediately strongly retorted: "how is that possible? You don't know how popular I am in school. A large number of boys revolve around me and come up to me every day. They can't drive away - I hate him originally. It's even more annoying when I'm close, so I'm very angry! Yes, that's the reason!"

After that, she believed it herself. She looked at xiuci Beiyuan, touched the painful marks on her face, and said angrily, "this guy hit me again. I'll remember this account for him. Sooner or later, there will be a day of liquidation!"

Seeing her so firm, Chuncai couldn't think of any reason, and fell into deep confusion - isn't it because the eldest sister is too shy? What's that about? Is it true that they are naturally incompatible? Is that the kind of person who is destined to fight as long as they are together?

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Kithara xiuci cleaned up the kitchen, stepped back and looked. He found that the pot was the pot and the basin was the basin. It was shiny and neat. The depressed mood was relieved a little. He glanced at the lobby and found that the two sisters of Dongmei and Chuncai were whispering together. They were a little nervous, but immediately laughed at themselves - they were ready to quit. Even if they wanted to plot, they had no chance. Don't be nervous.

Chuncai is a reasonable child, but she can't stand it. She respects Dongmei's sister too much. The so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. Sometimes she can only fool around with her sister. It's a pity that she is a good child.

While thinking, xiuci kithara adjusted her clothes and cleaned her hands. Then she turned into the corridor along the small door next to the kitchen and met in the snow. Snow was wearing a snow-white Taoist costume with a wooden knife in his hand. His hair was slightly sweaty and curled up on his forehead. There were two groups of blushes on his face. It was obvious that he had just finished Sports - he didn't dare to see more. In snow, he was wearing a Taoist Costume and probably didn't wear underwear. Although he was tightly covered, his chest seemed to have hidden two live rabbits. He trembled a little. It made people dizzy.

The snow is going upstairs from here. Their sisters' living rooms are on the second floor. When they meet xiuci Beiyuan, they say hello happily: "ah, what are you going for?"

In line with the principle of "don't look at me if I'm not polite", Beiyuan xiuci tried to stagger his eyes and said with a smile, "there's something I'm going to see your father, that's your father... Your father." after that, he paused and asked apologetically, "sorry, I hurt you several times before. Are you okay?"

The skin in the snow was so solid that she didn't take it seriously. She patted her chest and let the rabbit jump wildly. She smiled happily and said, "look at my fat and strong, of course it's okay." but after laughing, she became worried again, flattened her mouth slightly and said distressedly, "but can you stop fighting with my sister? You're my friend and she's my sister. I don't know who you can help when you fight."

Hideki kithara was stunned. Are we already friends? Are we acquaintances at best?

He was stunned for a moment and said helplessly, "I don't want to argue with her. It's your sister..."

The rare one in the snow nodded silently and looked like a victim. After a moment, he patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "Although I don't know why you fought, I can guess it was for me. You had a dispute over my joining the club. My sister was unreasonable and forced me to do some boring things. You wanted to help me. Finally, the fight broke out. It was probably my sister's first hand. Alas, I have written down this favor. Next time you want to fight with someone, except my sister , next time you want to fight with others, remember to call me. I will do everything for you until I die. "

Then she patted xiuci Beiyuan on the shoulder twice, sighed, shook her head and dragged her knife upstairs to take a bath. Her face was sad and full of dilemmas.

Hideki kithara looked at her and felt powerless as she went upstairs. She didn't even say goodbye - why do you feel so good about yourself? Why! Why on earth! I'm not fighting for you!

Hideki kithara watched her leave speechlessly, rubbing her shoulders desperately -- patting the monster paralyzed half of her body, this strange girl! She also thought about whether to give her an idiom dictionary as a gift before she left -- her brain hurts and she's afraid.

Does she really know what it means to stab herself? Don't understand it as stabbing herself as a "friend", that would be a tragedy.

After staying in place for a moment, he went to the door of Fukuzawa Zhilong's study and knocked politely. He only heard Fukuzawa Zhilong's gentle voice inside the door, "please come in, Mr. Beiyuan."

Beiyuan xiuci was slightly surprised. She opened the door and went in. However, she saw that Zhilong Fukuzawa was lying obliquely on tatami drinking. On the table in front of her was a dish of salted boiled beans. It seemed that it was a dish of wine and food, which was quite shabby.

"Is there a guest?" Fukuzawa Zhilong got up with some difficulty and asked casually.

Kithara xiuci shook his head and said, "no, it seems to be raining outside. Probably no guests will come today."

After hearing his words, Fukuzawa Zhilong changed to cross legged, pointed to the other side of the table, and Wen said with a smile, "that's something for me. Please sit down, Mr. Beiyuan."

"Thank you!" kithara xiuci sat opposite the table, and Fukuzawa Zhilong picked up the wine pot to pour him wine, and said with a smile: "have a drink, glass wine. It's hard to put it now. Alas, I've always wanted to talk to you, but I don't have time. Now it's just right. I guess I won't have a chance if I don't talk anymore."

Beiyuan xiuci hesitated for a moment. Just about to refuse, Fukuzawa Zhilong seemed to know what he was thinking. He said in advance: "this is turbid wine. Whether it is wine or not in the legal sense. It doesn't matter. Drink a cup as a drink. Save me moving my old arms and legs to make tea for you."

After all, she was about to be the former boss, and kithara xiuci didn't refuse any more. She gently held the flat black pottery wine bowl, looked at the light green wine filling slowly, and politely said, "then have a drink. Thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa."

"I should thank you. I've been patient and didn't care more about my daughter."

Beiyuan xiuci was a little embarrassed. Even if it was the little carrot's head that moved first, he was not polite after all. He directly beat the little carrot's head like a circus clown - even if it was reasonable, the other's father was so polite that he always felt that he had lost a third of his masculinity.

However, he didn't want to apologize. It was asked by little carrot. He just changed a relaxed topic and asked curiously, "by the way, how did Mr. fuze know it was me just now?"

It's unlikely to hear footsteps through the door

Fukuzawa Zhilong looked up at him and reflected the light. His waxy yellow face was still very unhealthy, but a thin sword light flashed in his eyes.

Beiyuan xiuci only heard him whisper, "because I'm a swordsman, Beiyuan Jun."