In addition to the work factor, Sakai Chie, who is still happy to stay here, gradually feels the happy family atmosphere of the Kitagawa family. In the eyes of outsiders, she lives very happily, but in fact, she is not, after all, no one knows the inside story better than her. It's just that she is rich in material life, but she may not be as rich in other aspects. Nowadays, even when you meet your parents, you have to say hello to their respective secretaries in advance, so that they can get the relevant schedule. If not, they won't be able to see each other.

Chie Sakai, who has long been difficult to have the opportunity to sit down for a meal with her parents, has nothing to say even if she is lucky enough to sit down with the two of them to eat together. Even if you finally find a topic, you can't say three sentences, and there will be no text. The communication between each other is either too polite or very unfamiliar. The closest person in the family has long since become the most familiar stranger. For myself, the love of my parents and the warmth of my family have long become a thing of the past.

Raising his hand, he looked at the 18-carat diamond-encrusted rose gold watch on his wrist, and the disc hands showed that it was already close to half past nine in the evening, and that she had spent a rather relaxed and pleasant evening here, and got up to say goodbye: "It's not early, so I won't bother much." Good night to all. ”

She walked towards the gate without turning around directly, and deliberately bowed her head in the direction of Xiao Lori, waved her right hand, and said with a smile in her eyebrows: "Miyuki, goodbye." One more time, I'll come to see you again. Thank you!

Kitagawa Miyuki, who seemed very polite, not only bowed to her and said goodbye, but also smiled and waved to her, "Auntie, goodbye." Will you be able to bring strawberry cake with you when you come back again? It's really delicious. ”

"Don't worry, you'll get it." Sakai Chie, who smiled at her, would not lie to the cute little Lori.

The three of them, who had sent off Chie Sakai, returned to the living room. At this point in time, it's still early for adults. If you like nightlife, you're just getting started. However, for children, it's time to wash, go to bed, and go to bed.

"Miyuki, it's time for you to go upstairs to sleep." Seeing her daughter sitting on the couch and watching TV, Kitagawa Kako, who seemed completely indifferent, took out the majesty of being a biological mother and said in a slightly commanding tone.

"No! I don't want to sleep yet. Besides, tomorrow is Sunday. I don't have to go to kindergarten, so you can let me play here a little longer! Kitagawa Miyuki, who was arguing with her mother, knew that there was little chance of convincing the other party to change her mind, but she still begged hard.

Kitagawa Kako, who was concise and to the point, smiled without a smile, and firmly expressed her attitude and said, "No." So, Kitagawa Miyuki, who used his killer move, threw herself into the arms of the bamboo mustard next to her, hugged him with both hands and started to be coquettish again, and the intention was to hope that he would come forward to help him, and achieve his wish not to sleep and play for a while.

Knowing that sleeping late will be bad for little Lori's health, Zhu Caokei didn't stand up for her as usual, but stood on Kitagawa Kako's side. He is very particular about a way and method, first whispered to Miyuki in his ear to let her go to bed early, and tomorrow he will go out early in the morning to buy new clothes, and then he will be high-sounding, completely to Kitagawa Kako: "Miyuki, be good, listen to your mother, go upstairs to sleep." ”

Kitagawa Miyuki, who did not continue to insist on her opinion, let go of the hands that were holding him tightly, but with another condition: "You have to tell me a story." I very readily agreed to her a "line" word bamboo mustard, watching her happy like a little butterfly, leaning forward, jumping on the couch with both feet, directly pulling one of Kitagawa Kako's hands, urging her to go to the kitchen to brush her teeth, wash her face and feet, so that she can go upstairs to sleep.

Kako Kitagawa, who inevitably had a sense of failure as a mother herself, thought that if she was free in the future, she would have to ask no girlfriend about her daughter's discipline, after all, Miyuki listened to him too much, and even reached the point where she was jealous of it.

After another quarter of an hour or so, Miyuki Kitagawa, who had finished her bedtime preparations, threw her mother in the bathroom, ran into the living room again, took Zhu Caojiao's right hand with both hands, and urged: "Go upstairs and tell me a story." ”

The butt left the sofa, and the bamboo mustard who got up was pulled up to the second floor by her, turned right, pushed the door and entered their mother and daughter's room. He didn't rush to tell Miyuki a fairy tale, but came to make a bed for her first. I saw her get into the quilt, covered the quilt on her face, and slowly told her the fairy tale of "The Ugly Duckling". He has the talent of a storyteller, and he tells without missing a word: "The sun is warm." Mother duck lies in a straw pile, waiting for her baby to be born. The fluffy ducklings all came out of their shells, and in the end there was only one very large egg. It took several days for the egg to crack open and emerge as a big, ugly duck. He was gray, his mouth was big, and his body was skinny, and everyone called him an ugly duckling......"

After pricking up two ears and listening to Miyuki Kitagawa tell him about "The Ugly Duckling", he still couldn't finish saying, "I still have one more story to hear." ”

did not refuse her small request, but after reading "The Complete Fairy Tales of Hans Christian Andersen", "The Complete Fairy Tales of Grimm", "One Thousand and One Nights" and other books. Therefore, he will not have a fairy tale to tell little Lori, sat on her side, and told her the story of "Cinderella".

At the same time, I walked from the building to the door of my bedroom on the second floor, and I was just about to push open the door and go in to take a look at Kako Kitagawa who was sleeping with her daughter, and I heard that Takekusa was telling Miyuki a fairy tale about "Cinderella", so I dispelled the idea of going in. Slowing down and turning back to walk upstairs, she was very uncalm inside.

Walking into the living room, Kako Kitagawa sat on the couch, and had no intention of watching TV at all. Picking up the remote control, she pressed the red off button on the TV, leaned back on the sofa, drooped her head, and covered her forehead with her left palm, thinking about something serious.