Yumi Hinata, who left directly after smearing Takeshita Kussabi with bone-setting wine, never thought about staying and talking to him more, or even spending the night. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info nowadays, my feelings for him are very complicated. Among them are anger, resentment, resentment, love, affection, adoration, gratitude...... It's completely entangled, and even she herself can't tell what is what.

The next morning, Yumi Hinata, who hadn't cooked in person for a long time, appeared in the back kitchen. The chef in charge of the kitchen vividly remembers the last time she cooked in person was before Mika Hinata entered junior high school. Tomomi Hinata, who is worried that her child will not eat well at school at noon, gets up early in the morning in the summer and gets up before dawn in the winter to prepare a bento box for her daughter that she can bring to class. She is indeed a model of a good mother. Now, Mikato Hinata has entered high school, and at least three years have passed.

The employees were full of curiosity about the boss's move. Although she could more or less guess who she was making soup for, she couldn't say it, she could only understand. Anyway, the old employees who have stayed at the Hinata Hotel for more than 17 years, even if they know some truths, don't like gossip, after all, it involves the privacy between their proprietress and the national writer.

If not, how did Mika Hinata get here? It is precisely because of the special identity of Takeshita Kusaokei that the light of the big celebrity effect is shrouded and shining, prompting people who don't know to be more and more curious to know more. The old employees were anxious by the endless questions of the new employees, and they only put on a pair of old qualifications of "not allowed to say to others anymore" and "long talk" to open.

A little after 12 noon, Mika Hinata returned from school to Hinata's inn. She attended one of the best private high schools in Kyoto, not far from her home. If you can walk home in ten minutes, if you are trotting, you can get home in seven or eight minutes.

Mika Hinata, who had never put down her handbag, still habitually rushed into the kitchen first, and then asked the master what was delicious today. When she appeared in the kitchen, she unexpectedly saw her mother waiting by a stove boiling soup. For a while, I was misled, so that I thought that something big was happening at home.

"You're back just in time. Send him this soup. The soup should be drunk hot. "Yumi Hinata, who has been guarding and watching the time to boil in the pot, took no less than five hours to simmer slowly.

Of course, Mika Hinata, who understood that the word "he" coming out of her mother's mouth was a specific reference to her father, put her handbag in the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Received, understood." Then she approached her mother, and saw with her own eyes that it was not her mother who served her father a bowl of soup, but she was strongly aware that this was a signal for her father and mother to reconcile.

Mika Hinata, who didn't use her hands to serve the hot soup, first put it in a wooden tray, then put a porcelain spoon in it, and finally picked up the ends of the tray with both hands and walked out of the kitchen. She sat down on her knees as she brought the soup into her father's room, so that she could place the tray on the low square table in the living room. After carefully bringing the porcelain bowl out of the tray quickly, his hands were so hot that he reflexively pinched his earlobes.

"Daddy, it's soup." Mika Hinata, who pinched her earlobe with her left and right hands and hadn't let go, shouted loudly at her father, who was sitting cross-legged by the window reading a book.

Takeshita Kusaoke, who was very strange to hear this, should have heard "eating", not "drinking soup". For this reason, he was quite surprised, closed the book in his hand, and then turned to look in the direction of his daughter. I did see a bowl of steaming soup on the low square table.

Takeshita Kusaoke, who stood up, walked straight to the low square table, and sat down cross-legged again. Next to his daughter, he didn't rush to pick up the spoon and drink the soup, but noticed the joy on Mika's face and asked, "Tell Dad, what are you laughing at?" ”

"I'm laughing, this bowl of soup in front of you must be very delicious, after all, someone is full of love for you to boil. Dad, don't let down your mother's good intentions, drink it while it's hot! Mika Hinata, who has her hands on her cheeks and a smile unchanged, has a thousand in her heart, ten thousand who are willing to see her father and mother reconcile.

casually put the book next to Takeshita Kusaoke, still not in a hurry to pick up the porcelain spoon with his right hand, and wondered if the soup would be put in croton by Yumi Hinata, or laxatives or something. She is a weasel to give New Year's greetings to chickens, I'm afraid she doesn't have any kindness! As the saying goes, if you want to take it, you must give it first. Last night, Tomomi Hinata smeared bruises on her injured back, in order to gain her trust in her, and then let her guard down. At this time, she asked her daughter to bring her a bowl of soup, so that she would drink it naturally.

Staring at the soup in the porcelain bowl with straight eyes, but not drinking it for a long time, it was not good to say that Hinata Tomomi was not, so he excused himself: "The soup is so hot, I can't drink it." When the soup is cold, it's not too late for Dad to drink it. ”

"My mother also told me that the soup should be drunk while it is hot. Dad, you better hurry up and drink! Mika Hinata, whose eyes were smiling, seemed to think that as long as her father drank the soup, then he and her mother would get back together.

Takeshita Grass Mustard, who picked up the porcelain spoon in his right hand, still seemed quite hesitant, but used the spoon to serve it again and again, ostensibly to remove the heat, but in fact to see what was put in the soup by Hinata. Although she will not be killed by her for money, she will be made diarrhea by the other party, and it is probably inevitable.

"Daddy, you're drinking! Don't let down your mother's love! On the contrary, it was Mika Hinata, who couldn't hold back, urging.

Whoever goes to hell with my heart that I don't go to hell has a heart horizontal, a bite of my teeth, and a stomp of my feet, so I have diarrhea in the spirit of diarrhea, all as if I was emptying my stomach and intestines, and removing the toxins in my body. In front of his daughter, he spoonful after spoonful of the porcelain bowl I don't know what kind of soup was sent into his mouth, and down the esophagus into his abdomen. I seek truth from facts, and it really doesn't taste very good, and there is a smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Daddy, is it good?" Mika Hinata, who wanted to know how effective the love soup was, blinked her eyes and said expectantly.

"It's unpleasant." Takeshita Kusaoke, who shook his head, expressed his most real personal feelings very objectively. (To be continued.) )