The next day, Fujii Junzao felt his face pinched, and it seemed that he still had two hands, and he could know the identity of the other party from the sound of the fragrance, Mrs. Under the snow.

His wife's hands were kneading his face, not much but a little comfortable.

"It's so cute."

Mrs. Snow spoke in a very low voice, as if she was afraid of waking him up.

After playing under the snow for a while, Mrs. let go of her hand, and then according to the feeling, she should have gotten out of bed under the snow.

As soon as Jun Fujii wanted to open his eyes, he heard the sound of rustling, and he didn't know what it was, so he hurriedly closed his eyes.

Madam, there is also a man in the room......

It wasn't until the sound disappeared that the door was opened and closed, and Jun Fujii didn't open his eyes.

Jun Fujii looked out the window, the sun was just showing a little bit in the distance, but there was some light shining in, if he wanted to, just now......

My wife is so relieved.

Jun Fujii looked at the alarm clock on the table next to him, it was only a little after six o'clock, very early, and he usually woke up at about ten o'clock.

After staying in the room for a while, Jun Fujii opened the door and went out, lest Mrs. under the snow know that she might have woken up just now.

"Runjun got up so early today."

Mrs. Under the Snow on the first floor heard the noise and walked out of the kitchen, her hair tied up for convenience, and looked at Jun Fujii's gentle smile.

Somehow, Jun Fujii had the feeling that a husband got up and asked his wife what she was eating.

"Well, the quality of sleep is good."

"Then Run-kun, wait a minute, breakfast has just begun."

"Okay."

Because of the electricity and the fact that they found a lot of hoarded food in the warehouse, they became more selective in terms of food.

Jun Fujii picked up a book from the table and read it, Jun Fujii thought it was a novel essay or something, but he didn't expect it to be about haircuts.

Is my wife looking for a change of hairstyle?

Although he was not very interested in these, he had nothing to do and had to flip through them, and he found that most of them taught men how to cut their hair, and very few of them.

Maybe my wife took it by mistake, and Jun Fujii watched the sound of footsteps coming from the kitchen.

Mrs. Yukito walked towards this side from the kitchen, holding two bowls of porridge in her hands, not white porridge, but with so many other things added to them that Jun Fujii couldn't scream.

"Come on, Run-kun."

Jun Fujii picked up one of the bowls, and the rich fragrance suddenly spread over the noodles, and there were many things similar to Chinese herbs in it.

I took a sip gently, it wasn't too hot, the temperature was moderate, the taste was very good, and it was really different to eat too much canned food in the end of the world.

"How?"

The wife didn't move yet, but looked at Jun Fujii from the other side.

"It's delicious, I didn't expect my wife's cooking skills to be so good."

After all, in Jun Fujii's impression, the number of times people like Mrs. Yukishita cook in person should be very small, but I didn't expect the cooking skills to be so good.

"Great, although I have learned before, maybe I haven't cooked like this during the Chinese New Year, Runjun is still my first eater, the porridge is made according to the recipe, Runjun, you can like it."

Jun Fujii remembers that Yukino's cooking skills are also quite good, and when she made a birthday cake for Yui Yui Yukihama with her, Yukino Yukino also made some other things to try to match them.

Jun Fujii, who is a taster, naturally ate it unceremoniously, and it was delicious.

……

After breakfast, Jun Fujii went to the library again, but he was not in a hurry to find a book.

He walked to the door of the screening room where he had been yesterday, twisted his grip, and did not twist, locked it.

Jun Fujii bent down to look at the keyhole, and he found a bunch of keys in the manager's cabinet, and the locked door of the hot spring inn could be opened here.

Jun Fujii returned to the living room, but his wife was not there, and the key was placed on the table by his wife, and Jun Fujii took it back to the screening room.

Soon Jun Fujii found a similar key, inserted it, twisted it, and the door opened.

The scene inside was unexpected, and I thought it was just a simple screening room, but I didn't expect it to be filled with all kinds of discs and videotapes.

Jun Fujii rummaged through it at random, there were quite a few types, and many of the plastic on the cover had not been opened.

There's a big room in the middle of it.,There's a projector there.,There's a big projector cloth in front of it.,The decoration is very good.,It seems that it should be the manager's private room.。

With all this, you won't feel bored, and you can watch these movies with your wife, which can be regarded as understanding the world.

After walking around for a while, Jun Fujii went out, and the computer matter still needs to be solved.

Back in front of the computer, Jun Fujii used the screwdriver he had prepared to disassemble the side panels, and found that the dust inside was not ordinary, no wonder the computer could not be turned on.

If you use a brush to brush so much dust, I don't know how long it will take, and many small corners are not easy to clean.

At this time, Jun Fujii remembered some posts he had read before.

Some people are idle and rinse directly with a water gun, and then put it under the sun and never light it up again, but some people say that the sun is not thorough enough.

It's just that this method also has to remove all the accessories in the host.,Not to mention whether you can put it back.,Now I don't know how long this thing will be dried on a snowy day.。

By the way, Jun Fujii suddenly thought that it seemed that it was possible to use automatic charging, which could quickly clean up the dust, which was much more reliable than washing.

Jun Fujii remembered that his wife had told him where the store manager's garage was, and that there was something like that.

Carrying the main unit away from the study, Jun Fujii walked in the direction of the garage.

Use the key to open the garage door, and there is a sports car and motorcycle, and then various equipment on the right.

Jun Fujii walked to the position of the motorcycle and touched the ash on the fuselage, a green, rarely handsome shape.

Because of the blessing of driving skills, motorcycles are naturally included.

My wife probably won't be able to ride this, but maybe I'll be able to use this to carry my wife in the future.

After looking in the garage, Jun Fujii found the inflatable pump, tried it, and it still works.

Soon Jun Fujii used an inflator pump to clean all the dust in the chassis, and then filled the tires of the motorcycle before leaving.

Back in the library, Jun Fujii checked the main unit with a brush again, there was no problem, plugged it in, and pressed the switch.

The computer system is quite old, so it's supposed to be just XP.

Since it didn't boot up for too long, it took a while for the system to load, and then it was a simple library management interface.

Jun Fujii tried to quit, but unfortunately it didn't work, and it seems that he was locked and could only use this software.

Searching for keywords about generators, soon Jun Fujii found the books he needed, not a lot, Jun Fujii looked at the position of the books and took them off one by one and put them next to them.