Chapter 274: A Family
Today is the third day of going home.
She couldn't be happy, no matter what.
"Hey, you told me, what's wrong?" he took out the technique of petting the cat, and gently scratched her hair, "Look at you like that, what's wrong?"
Sitting on the grass, straightening out the hair, he could detect the other party's emotional changes, that is, very intense emotional changes, as usual, not quite the same, so he asked, there was nothing abnormal in the smell on his body, and he couldn't see anything from his expression alone, he just saw that she was a little bit of a trend of developing towards crying, and he slowly coaxed her to help her stabilize her emotions, only to know that her mother-in-law wanted her to stay.
Just like the results of the initial observation, Biantel, who is middle-aged, only wants her family to be reunited and stable, and she is a little inconsiderate of her daughter's feelings.
"It's not what I thought!" she rubbed her reddish eyes vigorously, "They make me feel different!"
In her heart, there is always the shadow of the past, those two people who have been supporting her right decision.
They haven't changed, you've changed.
He said this in his heart, sighing slightly: "I can understand that your return caused them some kind of panic. "How could it be... "That's the way it is, for your parents, you are lost and found, and the letters make them feel that they know you, and only when you stand in front of them, they find a lot of mistakes, which makes them a little panicked, and they get along the way they used to, so they do something wrong. β
"Don't worry about that, they still treat you like a daughter, they just don't know what to do to you, and it will take time to get used to it. β
"Really?" "Really. β
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"Hey, what do you think?" "What's going on?" "What else could it be?"
In the living room, the young man pointed to the bedroom: "When we were children, the little sister who was making trouble all day long gave our father the son-in-law!
"That's good. He fiddled with the projector Albert gave him and watched the latest movie, "People are very nice to get along with and generous." β
"I don't know where I came from, but it's a pity that I'm leaving. "Hmmm, they're leaving?" "You don't know, I've just quarreled with my mother, and I've never seen her voice so loud. "So, it's an elbow turned out?" "Otherwise, it's probably settled." β
"I think he's pretty good, too. The young man in red said, "I just like to walk around the world, but my parents don't like it very much." β
"I want to have that condition, and I want to run around the world. β
"Eh, sister. He scratched his head, "Come back, oh, then I see." β
At this moment, the eldest sister in the family is still outside the door, and she hasn't even walked to the door, and the strong perception has already made the two of them aware of their relatives returning home, which looks a little strange, but the innate ability of [stereo hearing] allows them to be twenty meters apart, and there is a door in the middle, so they can talk casually as if they were close to them.
"Hey, look at what you said, so much was done last night, so you can't let me rest a little more in the morning. "Everyone is the same, why are you so expensive?" Finally, pushing the door in, she sat down on the sofa in the center of the living room with a scolding, "You are my brother and not my uncle." β
In short, this is the peaceful morning of the Dildack family, the eldest sister Anna, the second Morbius, and the third Darkrai.
"Be respectful, my mother is your sister!" "Hey, hey, hey." Unconvinced, Darkrai raised his voice, "We were born at the same time, right?"
"Nonsense! I came out a few seconds before you!"
"I've been arguing about this so many times. Mobius rubbed his head vigorously and pulled his hair, "Can't you be quiet for me in the morning?" Sister, my own sister, you can show half of your good temper in front of outsiders, and it's a caesarean section!" "Then I'll take it out a few seconds before you, and I'm not convinced to ask the doctor back then." β
This is the morning of an energetic family, chasing in the living room, the kitchen knife taken out of the carry-on space, and the persuasion of the second brother Morbius.
"Eh, eh, if you have something to say, don't move the knife!" "Anyway, if you don't have an enchantment, you won't hurt, stand there, stick your head over!" "When I'm stupid, won't it still hurt?!!"
Barefoot, the soles of their feet striking the floor in a series of rattles, the two of them circled around the wooden coffee table, the gray sofa.
She carried a kitchen knife, and the shadow of the knife was reflected on the wall by the light of the fire.
Originally, the atmosphere of the "dark lair" created by the combination of the two elements of the crypt and the dim light was completely dispersed by their noise, and she even let out a howl like a war cry while wielding a kitchen knife, but unfortunately, every move, every style, failed to break through the defense of the two small hammers made of pure steel, and Morbius followed, he wanted to end this farce.
"Someone's coming!"
They heard the faint sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.
"When. "Peng. β
The kitchen knife and hammer fell to the ground and made a loud noise, and then they reacted at once.
"they're back!Hurry up and pack up your things as if nothing happened!" "Here you go, here's your kitchen knife, eh, why is my hammer missing?!" "It's fallen under the couch." "It's in your hands!Give it back to me, shameless villain!Do you want me to be unable to parry next time?!""Shhh "Hurry up, the door is open!"
Sitting down on the carpet and posing, the door opened, and in came Albert and Cecilia.
"What happened just now?"
They heard a small, jumbled voice outside, and then the sound seemed to be cut off all at once, and the source of the sound disappeared in an instant, so they asked.
"Nothing, nothing, hehehe... β
Albert blinked as he watched them, trying to see something from the others, and finally he saw something reflecting under the couch, and the silhouette seemed to be...
He understood something at once.
This group of people seems to be a bit like the old schoolmates.
He kept a subtle expression for a moment, sat down on the floor, pretended not to find anything, and began to watch a movie, Cecilia took out his book, everyone was waiting for his parents to come back, and his grandmother, who was sleeping soundly, came out of the room, and they sat in a row, neatly and neatly, mixed in a group of non-humans, he looked really comfortable, and he had the leisure to take advantage of everyone's boredom to pull in the others to play cards, the bet was on small dried fish and who would not sweep the floor today.
In the end, it was Albert who drew a bad handββββ and he relied on a small range of [Light and Shadow Distortion] and hand speed to make a move.
Do you think this is an occupational disease? When he plays cards, he always has to refrain from some small actions that are very helpful to victory, and he will exaggerate too much if he is not careful.