"It's you!" Doraemon asked in surprise.

Mo Fan pretended not to see him for a long time, and said: "I've been on vacation recently, so I'm walking around, I heard that you are here, so I stopped by to take a look, it's really been a long time!"

Doraemon responded with a smile, and then glanced at the few behind Mo Fan suspiciously.

Mo Fan introduced it in turn, and said: "Family Tour!"

"I see!" Doraemon believed without a hint of doubt, and he asked, "If you have time, please come to my house, and I will bring out the best dorayaki to entertain you!"

Mo Fan smiled and didn't refuse, this was the purpose of his trip, how could he refuse?

Everyone returned to the ground, and on the way, Doraemon quickly became one with the others, and most importantly, he found that everyone seemed to know him well, which made him feel good, perhaps...... This is a confidant.

A few minutes away, everyone saw the last life-saving place that Nobita often saw in animation, every time he was chased by a fat tiger, home!

Doraemon pushed open the door first and walked in, and heard a voiceover voice that is often heard in animation: "Doraemon, have you bought the food?"

As the voice sounded, the door not far from the entrance was opened, and a woman in her early thirties, wearing a white apron, short hair, and glasses, appeared in front of everyone.

That's right! This is Nobita's mother: Nobi Tamako!

"Oh, there's a guest!" Nobi Tamako saw Mo Fan and his party, and then hurriedly said, "You are Doraemon's friends, welcome, welcome!"

Mo Fan smiled slightly, it was still he who began to introduce this group of people, and then, with a wave of his hand, a handbag appeared.

"The first time we met, it was really disturbing, this is our gift to you, small items, please smile!" Mo Fan said very understandingly, and handed the bag to Nobita's mother.

"What is this?" Nobi Tamako took the bag, finding it a little heavy, and glanced inside, three dazzling gold nuggets the size of a baby's arm were neatly stacked in the bag.

Nobi Tamako was shocked, and she didn't know what to say for a while.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that the other party was flustered, Doraemon took a step forward, and also looked inside the bag, and was also frightened.

"This ...... This is too valuable, I'm sorry we can't take it!" After reacting, Yebi Yuzi hurriedly returned the bag to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan waved his hand and didn't answer: "Ms. Yuzi, this is our meeting gift, if you refuse to accept it, it means to drive us out and not welcome us." ”

"Of course not. Nobi Tamako shook her head and said, "Welcome, of course welcome!"

Mo Fan smiled slyly: "Since you are welcome, you can accept the meeting gift, and we will come in unceremoniously!"

Anyway, regardless of the other party's desire to continue to return the bag, Mo Fan put away his shoes and placed them neatly at the entrance, and everyone followed.

Seeing that the other party really didn't plan to put away the meeting gift, Yebi Yuzi reluctantly put the bag away, and instructed Doraemon to entertain the guests well, and then the slippers on the boat, picked up the wallet and ran out in a hurry, no need to think about it, it must be to buy some high-end snacks for Mo Fan, a big tyrant.

Instead of going to Nobita's room, they went to the room where Nobi Tamako had just stayed, where there was a low table and a TV in the corner with a Japanese TV series playing.

Mo Fan felt the tatami feeling coming from under his feet, and then he learned to kneel down like Doraemon.

Mo Fan: "......"

Not only him, but even the other people who learned to kneel, their faces were slightly uncomfortable.

The calves bear the weight of the whole body, which is too uncomfortable! And the feet are extremely awkward.

There are only three people in the audience who don't feel uncomfortable, one is Doraemon, one is Xiao Qingxue, and the other is Mo Tian who is comfortable in a wheelchair.

Doraemon also understood what the other party's face meant, and he quickly said, "You don't have to be restrained, you can sit in any position." ”

Hearing this, everyone changed to sit cross-legged, and then they became comfortable.

After sitting down, what should they talk about?

Mo Fan thought for a moment, and then said to Doraemon with a smile like a big man inspecting: "It seems that after that incident, your mood is also a tax burden!"

"Yes!" Doraemon smiled and agreed, "Even the color has changed now, but I am very happy living here, and everyone treats me as family." “

Speaking of this, he shook his head in distress: "It's Nobita who doesn't let me worry about it the most, even if he studies poorly, he's lazy and doesn't like sports, he's still a coward, his great-grandson Shixiu sent me to help him, but there is still no improvement." ”

"Nobita?" Mo Fan blinked very knowingly, pretending not to know.

Doraemon nodded, then looked for it in the four-dimensional pocket in front of his stomach, and then took out a photo frame, and handed it to Mo Fan and the others to watch: "That boy with glasses is Nobita!"

Mo Fan took the photo frame, and everyone's eyes were pretended, wanting to see what was in it.

A boy about 1.5 meters tall, with round eyes on his face, a sunhat on his head, and a fishing spoon in his hand, beside him, is Doraemon and a very cute beauty embryo, I think it is Nobita's future marriage partner Shizuka.

I have to say,The appearance of the people here is very well restored,Mo Fan looked at this photo,There is no sense of disobedience,Even Yebi Yuzi, who just went out in a hurry,It also fully conforms to the description in the animation,It looks like an ordinary housewife,But take a closer look,If you take your eyes off,Proper charm young woman。

Mo Fan returned the photo frame to Doraemon and said with a smile: "Children, it's not a big deal to be naughty, one day you will wake up by yourself." ”

"Is that you?" Doraemon asked curiously.

"Sort of. Mo Fan laughed and said: "When I was in junior high school, I was very naughty, although I couldn't say that I was mischievous, but I was also full of vitality!"

Qian Yuxi looked at Mo Fan beside him speechlessly, thinking: If you were naughty before, then now you are mischievous and dead......

Recalling Mo Fan's past, Mo Tian and Mo Zhishan also smiled at the corner of their mouths, although they didn't speak, the intriguing smile was enough to explain everything.

He Shanshan and Qian Yurou, the two children, looked at the adults curiously, thinking: What kind of naughty method was Brother Mo Fan when he was a child?

(End of chapter)