Kitahara Shuji didn't know why, and asked strangely, "What's wrong with you, Yukiri? Why don't you come?"

Yukiri shook her head quickly, "I can't touch that knife, so I have to stay away." ”

"Can't touch this knife?" Kitahara Shuji looked down at the knife in his hand, only to see that the scabbard leather was old and dull, mediocre, nothing special, but he still quickly turned around and put the knife back on the knife holder - his own daughter can't touch it?

He put the knife back, and the snow rubbed over on his knees, and he relaxed a lot, and the duck sat in front of Kitahara Shuji, but a pair of big eyes flashed, and he kept tilting his head to peek at the four-layer knife holder, and the feet in white socks were curled up and curled up, like a cat seeing a hedgehog, and he didn't dare to go up and play.

"In the snow, this knife ...... Is there anything special?"

Yukiri's attention was still on the knife holder, but she began to count with her fingers, and replied not very confidently, "This seems to have been used by my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's younger brother?" she looked very uncertain, and after counting for a while, she turned her head and asked Kitahara Shuiji, "Do you think it's right?"

Kitahara Shuji looked at her speechlessly, did you ask me about your own ancestors?

Xueli is a cheerful girl, she can't calculate it for a while, so she doesn't count it, and directly says happily: "Anyway, it was one hundred and fifteen, six, seventy, eighty years ago, our Fukuzawa family followed a group of big people to fight here, and settled here after winning the battle." But it seems that winning the war is winning, but it didn't take any advantage, the benefits were eaten by the big people above, and many people died in vain, and since then, the people of our Fukuzawa family are no longer allowed to contribute to the government. ”

Kitahara Shuji pondered for a while, suspecting that the ancestor of the Fukuzawa family had participated in the War of the Downfall, but Yukiri said vaguely, and he couldn't be sure—if it was true, the Fukuzawa family seemed to have moved from Kyushu or Shikoku.

But these are all old yellow calendars, he didn't care after a little calculation, and apologized to Xueli: "I'm sorry, Xueli, I didn't know it was such a commemorative knife, so I picked it up and looked at it when I was curious......"

Before he finished speaking, Xueli interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and still said happily: "It's okay for you to take it, I can't touch it." My father said, let me never touch a real knife for the rest of my life, if I dare to touch a real knife, I won't be surnamed Fuze, and even the wooden knife I use will not allow me to cut it. ”

After she finished speaking, she pondered for a while, then glanced at the four-layer knife holder, and said depressedly: "I really want to pick it up and play with it, but although I was still young at the time, my father said it super seriously, if I really don't let my surname Fuze, it will be over! People can't have no surname, no family without a surname, and if there is no home, they can only be called lonely and lonely, no! No!"

However, she was obviously still itchy, looking at the knife and then at Kitahara Shuji, as if she was thinking about how likely it was that Kitahara Shuji would let her surname Kitahara in case she couldn't be surnamed Fukuzawa.

Kitahara Shuji looked at her gaze and was immediately afraid, and quickly changed the topic: "Don't talk about the knife, Yukiri, what are you looking for me for?"

Xueli patted his head, then remembered the matter, and hurriedly said: "I heard that you were fighting, of course I want to care about you, I am a very righteous person......! I heard that there are a lot of people on the other side, have you suffered a loss?" As she said that, she carefully glanced at Kitahara Shuji, and saw that his face was blue and pale, and said in surprise: "Your face is so ugly, did you really suffer a big loss?"

She didn't wait for Kitahara Shuji to answer, and immediately began to blame herself, "I should have gone to you to ask when I went to school today, but last night my father was strict, and my sister and I were not allowed to trouble you or ask questions at school because of this matter, saying that it would not affect you well...... I don't know what's going on, eh, if I just ask you at school, then we'll leave school this afternoon to take revenge, lest I'll run back early and wait for you at the intersection. ”

She kept talking there like a child, but Kitahara Shuji felt a little warm in his heart - he didn't expect that he would escape the club training in the snow because he was worried that he would suffer a loss, and eighty percent ran to the intersection to wait for him after school, but he was directly caught by Fuyumi's little radish head.

His voice softened involuntarily, and he said softly: "I didn't suffer a loss, I made you worry, Xueli, thank you!" Few people have remembered him so much in his two lives, and he was a little moved.

"Don't be reckless, you're my friend, I'll help you!" Xue Li didn't believe it, and patted the white rabbit as she spoke, and the white rabbit was also very embarrassed, "I've never been a person who watches my friends suffer, if you want to suffer a loss, let's go to get back face and beat that group of people hard." ”

"I really didn't suffer!"

"Then why is your face so ugly?"

"This ...... I was feeling a little unwell just now. ”

"You were fine the day before yesterday, you were injured, otherwise why are you not feeling well?

"I really didn't suffer!"

"Then why is your face so ugly?"

“……”

It took ten minutes for Yukihara to convince Yukiri that he had beaten up the gangsters, not the gangsters.

But the snow is full of regrets, "The other party doesn't seem to be very strong!" Then she said seriously: "No matter, anyway, if you are bullied in the future, tell me that I have more than 20 younger brothers, and I promise to beat the other party all over the ground to find teeth!"

Kitahara Shuji felt powerless - grandma has legs, it turns out that the bully in your neighborhood is you, I really didn't see it, disrespectful and disrespectful - he nodded and said, "Next time I am bullied, I will notify you as soon as possible." "He's given up struggling, and whatever she says is good.

I've never seen anyone rush to fight for someone else.

"That's right!" Xueli was very happy, took out his mobile phone and said: "I'll give you my email address and number, you don't have to be polite to me, call me if you have something, and you have to stick a knife between friends, and the righteous word is the head!"

Kitahara Shuji resigned himself to his fate and took out his mobile phone and turned on the infrared transmission, and exchanged email addresses and phone numbers with Yukiri - is the way you stick a knife in your friend's two wedges is to force him to fight? This is really simple and rude enough.

After the two sides exchanged numbers, Xueli put away her mobile phone and didn't rush to leave, but asked sympathetically: "Are you locked up here by my dad because of a fight?" Do you want me to help you find monkeys, and they want a few comics to relieve your boredom?"

There is a room full of books here! Kitahara Shuji bowed his head weakly and said, "No, it was your father who lent me this place to study." ”

"Do you read the books here? Many of the books here are not in Japanese, can you read them?"

You can't talk to Xueli in circles, let alone be modest, otherwise it will be extremely troublesome, Kitahara Shuji nodded directly and said: "I can understand!"

"You wait!" Yuki got up and ran, and in a blink of an eye, he ran back with a book and handed it to Kitahara Shuji, and asked expectantly, "Then can you read this book?"

Kitahara Shuji took the book a little strangely and looked at it, it was a collection of ancient stories "Nanshan Night Talk", Chinese Traditional Chinese. He didn't have any barriers to reading, but he didn't quite understand what Xueli was trying to do.

"Do you want to hear stories?" "Is it better to tell this guy fairy tales? This kind of miscellaneous talk among ancient Chinese literati is not appropriate, right? I myself Chinese have a hard time looking at it.

"I want to hear you read this, my dad used to read these books to me. She said with a child-like smile on her innocent and innocent face, "When I was a child, my father loved me the most, played with me every day, and would read me this kind of story, so nostalgic - my sister was so angry at that time, and because of this gambling hunger strike several times, my mother coaxed her for a long time before she was willing to eat." ”

As she spoke, she also pointed to the door of the library and laughed, "I still remember one time I rode on my father's neck to come in, but my father came in, and I didn't come in." That fall made me sleep all day, and now I think about it. ”

You shouldn't have been stupid at that time, right? Kitahara Shuji muttered in his stomach and flipped through the book in his hand, and when he glanced at it, he found that it was quite boring, no wonder he had never heard of this book before. But since Xueli wanted to hear it, it didn't hurt to read it to her, but she was punished for kneeling because she was punished just now—maybe she would fall asleep after listening to three or five sentences.

He asked, "Then I'm starting to read it?"

"Can you really read it?" Xue Li sat upright, with a look of adoration on her face, full of admiration, "I didn't expect you to know Chinese, it's really amazing!"

"It's nothing, Chinese is not a niche language. Kitahara Shuji moved his ass unnaturally, a little embarrassed, and there was a sense of guilt for deceiving this simple girl - he started to say Chinese without remembering, and he didn't think there was anything special, but he didn't expect to run to RB to become an advantage, and he actually made Xueli worship value +1.

He quickly read it, read a sentence in Chinese, and then explained the meaning to Yukiri in Japanese, and Yukiri listened very carefully, but after listening for a while, she lowered her head and began to chant the words. Kitahara Shuji was a little strange, and listened through the gap in the paragraph, and found that Yukiri was vaguely repeating a word he had just recited, "Wolf heart dog lungs, wolf heart dog lungs, wolf heart dog lungs......"

Kitahara Shuji's face is about to crack, it turns out that you learned those messy idioms like this!

He had a bad premonition, feeling that the word "wolf-hearted dog-lung" might not fall on his head one day - "Wow, you are really wolf-hearted, man-friendly enough, ruthless enough!"

But this kind of unfortunate thing is later, he collected his thoughts, read it to Xueli, and by the way, he also tasted the meaning of the book. For a while, there was only his slightly hoarse voice in the library, and it was rare for Xue Li not to laugh, listening quietly beside him, like a virtuous and elegant girl—even if he occasionally bowed his head, his memory was still very beautiful.

Gradually, the sun set, and the pale orange afterglow shone obliquely into the library, leaving both of them with a gold edge.