Chapter Seventy-Four: Only Hate Is Not a Daughter's Body
"Is it really the daughter of a rich family......
I looked at the mansion that was nearly twice the size of my own, and even had a separate garden. Although on New Year's Day, I vaguely guessed from the car that Senior Sister Yamada was sitting in that she should not be a family short of money, but after witnessing it with my own eyes, I didn't understand it more, why was she so rich, why did she borrow money from Yili every day, and eat grass and snow?
"Well, after all, people run hospitals, so I don't know if I'm at home?"
Hongxia reached out and pressed the doorbell on the wall, the LCD screen on the doorbell flashed a few times, and the originally locked door was opened with a "click".
It's still a hospital?!
My throat started to get a little dry, and I opened a private hospital in the Tokyo area...... Can this kind of family still need to borrow money from others? Isn't it a proper little rich woman?!
But after thinking about it, this gate should be face recognition, so why can Hongxia go directly to Senior Sister Yamada's house......
"Uhhββ!!h Seniors are in that kind of place?!"
As soon as he entered the gate, Kita-san immediately saw a black tent standing alone on the ground on the grass not far away, and a very large sausage was squirming strangely at the mouth of the tent...... This sausage can even hang a pair of dead fish eyes and stare silently at our group.
"It should be...... Yamada-sanpai, right?"
I'm a little unsure about identifying, after all, this scene is still a little too weird, and I'll have to look at it again to make sure.
"What are you doing here?"
Hongxia squatted in front of this sausage and asked helplessly patting Senior Sister Yamada's sleeping bag.
"I was going to travel far away...... But as I was getting ready, I suddenly felt that it was going to be troublesome to go far away, so I simply camped in the courtyard."
β¦β¦ How can I say it, is this how rich people camp?
"There's even a computer in the tent...... Even the food is takeout!"
Kita-san stuck his head into the tent and shouted in a voice that was completely incomprehensible in shock.
γβ¦β¦ Slow-paced camping."
"Are you guys underestimating camping?!"
"Reallyβ"
Kita-san got out of the tent and squatted next to Yamada-senpai who was wrapped in rice dumplings:
"Why do you have to travel all of a sudden, we haven't seen you for weeks, and we're all worried...... Is it influenced by men's interests?!"
γβ¦β¦ You care about me a little, don't you?"
"Kawakami-san is a good person, so I believe in you very much~"
Why was I issued a good guy card again......
γβ¦β¦ Nothing."
Yamada-senpai turned her head away and stopped looking at Kita-san's face, although it was nothing, but seeing her somewhat tightly knit brows, it was really annoying.
"Xiao Liang~~"
A man and a woman rushed through the glass door of the courtyard of the villa with two food trucks full of food:
"The delicious food is ready~"
"There are also desserts and tea~"
"Ah...... Mom and Dad are here."
Hong Xia greeted them with some surprise as she watched the arrival of the two.
"Oops~Xiao Hongxia~ Long time no see! Are these three also members of the band?"
"Are you going camping together?" We're going to have fireworks later!"
"Huh? Don't you have to work today?"
"Because of the cold, she has been staying at home, and the two of us are very happy~"
"The hospital is closed for the day today!"
Mr. and Mrs. Yamada were excitedly chanting "Banzai", and it seemed that Yamada-senpai was rarely at home.
"Hello uncles and aunts, I'm Ikusaku Kawakami, and the person hiding behind me is Goto Ichiri......
I handed them my business card and introduced it to them along the way.
"Ah...... Just call me a lot."
Kita still can't let go of his name.,Although such a name is indeed a bit uh.,It's popular.γ
"Welcome to our house~ It's been a long time since Liang asked his friends to come to play at home......
Mrs. Yamada's right hand unconsciously curled the ends of her blue wavy hair:
"I don't know how those three kids are doing......
"Mom, don't mention them again. I'm going to clean up the room."
Yamada-senpai, who had been silent, got out of her sleeping bag, folded the sleeping bag, and walked straight to the door with the notebook in the tent.
"This kid ......"
Mrs. Yamada sighed slightly, with worry in her eyes:
"Although Xiao Liang has been staying at home recently, we can't be very happy, after all, she locks herself in her room as soon as she gets home, and I don't know if she has eaten when we are not at home......
"So Ryo's been home for the past few weeks?"
"Hmm...... I didn't go to school either, so please help me ask Xiaoliang if he has any troubles recently, and we as parents also want to help our children more. Please leave it to Xiao Hongxia and Xiao Liang's friends!"
"It's okay aunt! That's what we're supposed to do!"
Yamada's parents folded their hands and bowed to us slightly, and Hongxia helped the two of them to stand up straight in a little panic, patting her somewhat barren chest and swearing a promise.
"Hmm~ I'm relieved to have Xiao Hongxia here-ah, you guys go to Xiaoliang's room first, I'll serve you dessert later~"
"Yamada-senpai's room...... Anyway, should I stay here?"
As soon as I heard that they were going to Yamada-senpai's room, I shook my head decisively, and I only hated that I was not a daughter...... Beautiful girl rich woman room or something.,I really want to see what it's like.γ Maybe it's unexpectedly pink?
"Kawakami-kun, are you interested in Western cuisine?"
"Poof, ahem, ahem! Western-style marriage? - Wedding, cooking, ......"
The black tea I had just drunk almost didn't squirt, and I blamed myself for my crankiness, and I almost heard Uncle Yamada's words as a Western-style wedding.
"Huh? Any questions, Kawakami-kun?"
"Ah...... It's okay, I'm still interested in cooking."
"yes, a lot of people aren't very interested in cooking now, I wanted to teach Ryoshi how to do it, but it seems that I can't teach it no matter how I teach it, hahaha......
Uncle Yamada scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, can only say that Yamada-senpai's head really deserves to be a single-core processor......