The wind outside the house was cold, and the signboards were rattling.

The strong wind came at 7 o'clock in the evening, which was the prime time of the day, which directly reduced the number of guests in the pure flavor house by 70%, and then the news suddenly issued a heavy rainfall warning, which made the drinkers and diners start to go home. As a result, it was not until nine o'clock in the evening, and there were no guests in the pure flavor house.

Kitahara Shuji rubbed his eyes that were still a little sore, his face was not very good, and Fukuzawa Fuyumi was sitting in a corner of the lobby to reconcile, pursing her mouth tightly, with a round red mark on her little face, which was ridiculous and melancholy.

Kitahara Shuji's face is not very good, not because today's business is very bad, it has nothing to do with him, but because Fuyumi's little radish head is a neurotic!

He has been working in the pure taste house for ten days, and he feels that his relationship with Dongmei has eased, and today is even more kind, thinking that it is about the future of Xueli, everyone knows each other after all, and it should be helpful for the staff to come up with an idea, I never expected that Dongmei's little radish head was so vicious, and he actually attacked him when he was defenseless.

It's a neurosis, isn't it? It's not that it can't be explained, it's absolutely a neurosis!

At that time, he made two tears water. Of course, he was not polite, and pressed Dongmei's head to the rice bowl, so that her face and the edge of the rice bowl had an extremely intimate contact - now she looks worse than him, and the round mark on her face has not been erased yet!

Little Radish Head may be used to being domineering at home, but he is not used to her bear problems - he doesn't owe Radish Head, does he have to let her be a girl?

He cleaned up the kitchen counter and glanced at Dongmei, who was also looking at him, and met his gaze for a moment, but immediately stared back with a dark face, not to be outdone.

They glared at each other for a moment, then looked away almost simultaneously. Kitahara Shuji put the pots and pans back in their places and arranged them neatly - the shopkeeper and chef of Naokaka Fukuzawa had already gone back to rest first because there were no guests, and he was the cook, and he secretly thought to himself while doing it: "Although it is quite comfortable to work here, and I can brush up on experience, and the boss is good to myself, this little radish head is too bastard, and I really can't get along." ”

The expression on his face was ugly when he thought about it, which made Haruna, who was secretly observing by the way, who was secretly observing with him beside him, also sigh secretly in his heart - she had witnessed the whole process of what happened before dinner today, and in all fairness, she felt that the eldest sister was wrong!

People are kind enough to help, what are you doing when you have nothing to do with other people's eyes?

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

Fuyumi glanced at Kitahara Shuji, held back for a long time, and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not wrong, why should I apologize to him!

"Big sister!"

"Don't go!"

Haruna saw that Dongmei was angry, stabilized her nerves, and patiently persuaded: "Eldest sister, you are angry with the second sister because he didn't go to school for free...... It's not good in itself, but today's incident is even more excessive! Sister, let's go and apologize!"

She said it very tactfully, because she knew that her sister had always eaten soft rather than hard - to be honest, she didn't think Fuyumi was right from the beginning, especially after learning what kind of person Kitahara Shuji was, but there was no way, this is her own sister who she has respected since she was a child, and in a sense, she can be regarded as a sister and a mother, let alone fighting, even if she kills someone and sets fire, she has to hide her, and she will not hesitate to go to prison for covering up the crime.

Maybe there are some wrong views, but she would rather be a person with wrong views than help her sister - of course, she should still be persuaded, and she can't really watch her sister do stupid things.

Just like now, she feels that Kitahara Xiuji didn't care about the eldest sister being unreasonable at school, and she was really angry, but as a result, people didn't care, and you inexplicably crossed people's eyes, which ...... It must be persuaded.

"Why didn't he apologize to me first? Look at how he beat me!" "Fuyumi is not completely unreasonable, knowing that her sister is right, but she never refuses to bow her head first-if Kitahara Shuji bows her head first, she can consider apologizing and admitting her mistake-she pouted very unhappy, pointed to the red marks on her face, and said insistently: "You didn't see how ruthless he was, I almost suffocated him to death in the rice!"

Chun Cai had nothing to say for a while, and you weren't much polite, your face was pressed into the rice bowl and you stretched out your legs to kick others, although it was basically kicked on the second sister.

She didn't dare to think much about the scene at that time, the picture was so beautiful that her chest felt stuffy when she thought about it - the eldest sister and Kitahara were fighting at the table, not only almost overturning the table, but also crushing the second sister to scream, the papaya was flattened, it was simply a daily life version of the living Hades fighting and the little ghosts suffered.

She was silent for a while, sighed lightly, and was about to find the root cause, and asked patiently: "Eldest sister, why did you pick his eyes, he didn't do anything at that time?"

Fuyumi stopped talking, and the pen in her hand scribbled on the ledger. Haruna waited for a long time, and then patiently asked again, "What is it for, eldest sister?"

Haruna is the only one who can talk to Dong Mei at home, and Dong Mei hesitated for a long time before saying unhappily: "I don't know, I suddenly found out that I was too close to him, so I was so angry, and I didn't think about it, so I went to fork his eyes, and I reacted after forking......"

"Of course you're looking at something, you're going to get it together!" Haruna was even more puzzled.

Dongmei suddenly became irritable again, the pen in her hand broke the account book, and said aggrievedly: "I'm just very angry, no reason!"

Haruna thought for a moment and asked cautiously, "Eldest sister, is it because you have never been so close to boys of the same age?"

Dongmei was stunned, and after a moment of weakness, she immediately retorted forcefully: "How is that possible, you don't know how popular I am at school, a lot of boys revolve around me, come to me every day, and can't get rid of him-I already hate him, and this is even more annoying when I look at it closely, so I'm very angry! Yes, that's the reason!"

After saying that, she believed it herself, looked at Kitahara Xiuji hatefully, touched the painful marks on her face, and said angrily: "This guy beat me again, I will remember this account for him, and sooner or later there will be a day of reckoning!"

Haruna couldn't think of any reason for her to see that she was so determined, and fell into a deep confusion - wasn't it the reason why the eldest sister was too shy? What was that? Could it be that they were born at odds with each other?

…………

Kitahara Shuji cleaned up the kitchen, took a step back and looked, and found that the pot was pot and pot, shining and neat, and the depressed mood was slightly relieved. He glanced at the lobby and found that the two sisters were muttering together, and his heart tightened slightly, but he immediately laughed at himself - they were ready to quit, even if they wanted to plot, there was no chance, so there was no need to be nervous.

Haruna is a reasonable child, but she can't stand her respect for Dongmei's sister too much, the so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, and sometimes she can only accompany her sister to mess around, it's a pity that this good boy is.

Kitahara Shuji straightened his clothes while thinking, cleaned his hands again, and then turned into the corridor along the small door by the kitchen, and met Yuili head-on. Xueli was wearing a snow-white uniform, dragging a wooden knife in his hand, his hair was slightly sweaty and curly on his forehead, and there were two blushes on his face, obviously just finished exercising - he didn't dare to look at it, Xueli was wearing a Taoist uniform and didn't wear underwear, although he was covered tightly, but his chest was like two live rabbits hidden, and he trembled so much that he was dizzy.

Xueli is going upstairs from here, and the living rooms of their sisters are on the second floor, and when they saw Kitahara Shuji, they greeted him: "Eh, what are you doing here?"

Kitahara Shuji tried his best to stagger his gaze in line with the principle of not looking at indecent people, and also smiled: "There is something to prepare to see Ling Zun, that is, your father...... Your dad. After saying that, he paused, and then asked apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've hurt you several times before, are you okay?"

Xueli was very real, he didn't take it seriously at all, patted his chest to make the rabbit jump wildly, and said with a smile: "Look at my fat and strong, of course it's okay." But after laughing, she became worried again, flattened her mouth slightly, and said in distress: "But can you stop fighting with my sister, you are my friend, she is my sister, I don't know who to help when you fight." ”

Kitahara Shuji was stunned, are we already friends?

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

Xueli also nodded silently, looking deeply affected, and after a while, he patted him on the shoulder hard, and sighed: "Although I don't know why you are fighting, I can guess that it is for me, right? Alas, I have written down this favor, the next time you want to fight with someone, except for my sister, the next time you want to fight with someone else, remember to call me, I will definitely stick a knife in your ribs until death. ”

After speaking, she patted Kitahara Shuji on the shoulder twice, sighed and shook her head and dragged the knife upstairs to take a bath, with a sad face and a dilemma.

Kitahara Shuji watched her go upstairs and felt so weak that he didn't even say goodbye - why do you feel so good about yourself? Why! Why the hell! I'm not fighting for you!

Kitahara Shuji watched her leave speechlessly, rubbing her shoulders desperately—half of her body was paralyzed by this monster, this strange woman! and thought about whether to give her this idiom dictionary as a gift before leaving—listening to her hurt, and I was so scared.

Does she really understand what it means to stick a knife in both sides? Don't understand it as a "friend" who stabbed her twice, it would be a real tragedy.

He stayed where he was for a moment and then walked to the door of Fukuzawa Naotaka's study, knocked lightly very politely, only to hear Fukuzawa Naotaka's gentle voice coming from inside the door, "Please come in, Kitahara-kun." ”

Kitahara Shuji was slightly surprised, pushed open the door and went in, but saw Fukuzawa Naokaka lying on the tatami mat drinking, and on the table in front of him was a plate of boiled beans in salt water, which seemed to be a snack and was quite shabby.

"Is there a guest coming?" Fukuzawa Naokaka asked casually, getting up with some difficulty.

Kitahara Shuji shook his head and said, "No, it seems to be raining outside, and there will probably be no guests here today." ”

Fukuzawa Naotaka listened to his words, changed to cross-legged, pointed to the other side of the case, and smiled warmly: "That's looking for me something." You may be seated, Kitahara-kun. ”

"Thank you!" Kitahara Shuji sat down opposite the desk, and Fukuzawa Naokaka picked up the flask and poured him wine, and said with a smile: "Have a drink, glass wine, it's rare now." Alas, I've always wanted to chat with you but didn't have time, and now it's just right, I guess I won't have a chance if I don't talk anymore. ”

Kitahara Shuji hesitated for a moment and was about to excuse himself, but Fukuzawa Naokaka seemed to know what he was thinking, and had already said in advance: "This is turbid wine, whether it is considered wine in the legal sense or not, there is no degree, just drink a cup as a drink, save me from moving this old arm and leg to help you make tea." ”

After all, he was almost the former boss, and Kitahara Shuji didn't refuse anymore, holding the flat wine bowl of the black pottery and watching the pale green wine slowly fill, and said politely: "Then have a drink, thank you, Mr. Fukuzawa." ”

"It's me who should thank you for not bothering with my daughter all the time. ”

Kitahara Shuji was slightly embarrassed, even if it was the little radish head who made the first move, but he was not polite after all, and directly beat the little radish head like a circus clown - even if it was reasonable, but the other party's father was so polite, he always felt that he had lost three points of a man's bearing.

But he didn't want to apologize, it was the little radish head who asked for it, but he changed the topic and asked curiously: "By the way, how did Mr. Fukuzawa know that it was me just now?"

It's unlikely that you'll hear footsteps through the door......

Fukuzawa Naokaka glanced up at him, reflecting the light, Lahuang's face still looked extremely unhealthy, but a thin sword light flashed in his eyes.

Kitahara Shuji only heard him whisper, "Because I'm a swordsman, Kitahara-kun." ”