Mother.

Jun Fujii looked at Mrs. Yuki, not knowing what to think.

They had already left there, and the car drove on the empty road, kicking up puffs of snow.

"Runjun is a little embarrassed to look at me."

Although he was driving, Mrs. Yuki would also pay attention to Jun Fujii from time to time, and he had been watching her for a long time.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I accidentally fell into it."

Mrs. Snow glanced at him lightly, "I'm not a little girl, I'm useless to me." ”

Said so, but the smile on Mrs. Xuexia's face did not disappear, and only she knew whether it was useful or not.

"How long are we left?"

Jun Fujii chose to change the subject.

Mrs. Yuki looked at the road sign in front of her, and then said to Jun Fujii:

"It should only be half an hour away, soon."

"Okay."

It turns out that I've been watching my wife for so long?

"Ma'am...... You just said you could be my ...... Mother, what would happen if I were really your son? ”

The words and hugs of Mrs. under the snow just now touched him a lot.

"What will happen......"

Mrs. Snow did not answer immediately, but looked ahead and thought for a while.

"If it was in the original world, it might be a little different from what I just said."

"It's different, why?" Jun Fujii was puzzled.

"If you are born in our family, you will be the future head of the family under the snow, in that case, my requirements for you will be very high, but I can't run away if I don't want to." Mrs. Snow laughed.

Moist under the snow, it sounds weird.

"Is it so scary?"

The current future heir under the snow should be the one under the snow, although it was only a moment of contact, but he could feel that the other party was unusual.

And that kind of person was cultivated by Mrs. under the snow next to him.

"Of course it's not a joke, I've told you before, and I'm taking myself as an example, not many children would want to learn so much at that age."

"It's hard work."

A background like Mrs. Snow is the other extreme, everything has been prescribed from the beginning, and you can't resist.

"After coming to this world, I still miss Xue Nai and Yono very much, and I am also thinking about my own mistakes before, I don't know my daughter."

When my wife said this, her mood was also a little sluggish.

"That lady...... Would you change if you could go back? ”

"Probably."

Mrs. Snow gave an ambiguous answer, but suddenly thought of something, and thought to Jun Fujii:

"Is Runjun interested in being the future head of the family under the snow?"

"Huh?"

Jun Fujii was frightened by Mrs. Yuki's words.

"Didn't Runjun promise to be my son? Then you will be the only male under the snow, and the position of head of the family will naturally fall to you. ”

"And Runjun is not like Yang Nai and Xue Nai, they have no pressure, I can focus on them, even if I don't understand, it doesn't matter, I will always do my best to assist you."

"Don't be kidding, madam, I'm not a family member under the snow, and when do you get a man or a woman."

"But that's the way it is, men are preferred, and as soon as I announce it, Runjun will be able to succeed to the throne smoothly, and there will be men in the family under the snow."

"And this can be said to be a lifetime of struggle for most Japanese men, and they can come to me for anything."

"Mrs. ......"

"I'm serious, and my words have always been valid."

Mrs. said word by word, not fake at all.

Jun Fujii: "......"

……

Half an hour's drive was not far, and soon they arrived.

He could already see the houses not far away, the pointed roofs breaking through the snowcoat, revealing their dark and brown bodies.

"Runjun, look."

The wife was not talking about the house, but at the front of the road, a huge log was lying across the middle of the road, blocking the way, and there were trees on the side of the road, so the car could not drive in.

"I'll go down and take a look."

Jun Fujii took Tsukigaku, opened the car door and walked towards the log, it seemed that someone didn't want others to come here.

However, he looked around and found no trace of people, and there were no lights on the tip of the iceberg of the hot spring inn not far away.

Maybe it was left over from a long time ago.

This is the same as the logs lying across the road for ordinary people, unless they are sawed with a chainsaw and then removed.

But it's not a difficult thing for Jun Fujii, he has a sword in his hand that sharpens iron like clay - Tsukigaku.

"Runjun, is there a way?"

At this time, Mrs. under the snow also stepped out of the car, and her beautiful face was a little ruddy from the cold.

"Madam, stay away."

Jun Fujii pulled Tsukigaku out of its scabbard, and even on a day like this, it was still scorching.

Jun Fujii held the knife in both hands, remembering the move of his wife when he cut zombies before, and stabbed it at the middle of the log.

As expected, the log was split in half, which was not enough, and Jun Fujii slashed down on the other torsos, and the originally thick torso was split into many pieces.

Of course, even those are very large pieces, and even adult men are not easy to move.

"Madame, go back to the car first, I'll take these out first."

"Runjun is doing it again, can you move all of this?"

Mrs. Xue obviously won't go back directly, these things are heavy when they look at them, although they know that Runjun has a lot of strength, but so much for him to move alone is not to be tired.

Mrs. Snow was the first to lift a log, but with her strength it was still winter, and Mrs. could not move it quickly.

Suddenly, Mrs. felt much more relaxed under the snow, and then she noticed that it was Runjun who was helping him, and then the two of them worked together to remove all the logs on the road.

After Mrs. Under the Snow finished moving, she leaned on Jun Fujii and gasped, it was inevitable that she would be so tired from moving so violently all of a sudden, but Jun Fujii was still calm.

"My wife is so powerful, I can't finish moving this without my wife."

Jun Fujii said with a smile to Mrs. Snow next to him.

"Run-kun!"

When I moved just now, in fact, most of the focus fell on Jun Fujii, and I only took a small part of it and I was tired.

"Haha! My wife also likes to be reckless. ”

After disposing of the wood that stood in the way, they drove deeper, and the style of the hot spring inn was completely displayed before their eyes.

The hot spring inn is in a traditional Japanese style, with a continuous wooden building and elegant décor, and a goose-feather snow fluttering in the sky, giving them a layer of silver plain clothing.

There is also a wide plain next to the inn, and the surrounding trees stand upright, and the snowflakes and leaves are mixed together, and the wind blows, and the snowflakes fall gracefully.