"What are you doing?"

Asakusa walked out of the kitchen with half a pound of beef in one hand and a live fish in the other. He looked at Chuluye's smile that could not be stopped at all. He didn't feel any relaxed and happy, but instead felt a creepy feeling.

"It's nothing, I remembered something happy." Chuluye said.

"Tsk, you have a bad mind, and it's useless to ask... help me open the door, and I can't come out."

Ming Richuan whispered towards the door. Grandpa said that he finally came back once and sent some things to his neighbors. When he was a child, Ming Richuan often visited his family, and he had to say hello when he came back.

This is the gap between rural areas and cities. People in cities are becoming increasingly indifferent due to pressure. Many people don’t even know what the neighbors next door are called and what jobs they do. They just lock themselves in a room of more than 100 square meters every day and live an isolated life.

This is the most developed era and the most indifferent era.

Chuluye stood up and said casually: "Give me your cell phone."

"What are you doing?" Asuka was very alert.

"Don't worry, just give it to me, and you won't touch the things on your phone." Chu Luye's attitude was very tough.

"I have a safe on my phone, and you can't open it. What are you going to do?"

Asakawa wanted to refute, but when he saw Chuluye walking to the door, he looked like "If you don't give me a cell phone, I won't open the door for you", he knew that Chuluye was serious and would not give up if he couldn't get his cell phone away today.

"Okay, okay, give it to you! In the left pocket...Oh, you can open the door for me first, can't you find it while walking?"

Asakawa saw Chuluye immediately started to turn into his pocket and was anxious, but he didn't know what she was anxious about.

It seems like something big will happen one second later.

"Ha, I found it." Chu Luye held the phone in his hand, then he opened the door for him with satisfaction, and kicked him in the butt.

She looked at the phone with the avocado shell coat in her hand and frowned slightly: "So ugly."

I don’t know if it’s a woman’s intuition, but Chuluye is not interested in this phone case and even has deep hostility.

"Let's change another day."

Chuluye talked to himself, and then easily forced Aoikawa's phone to shut down.

This is a complete kill.

Ask me, when you are lying in bed and enjoying the weekend, your phone is playing your favorite TV series, and the wooden table on the bed is filled with a fruit salad made of freshly washed fruits.

And at this moment, suddenly a bunch of text messages sounded, and you were startled and thought it was a harassment message.

But when you open it, it was sent by your best friend when you were a child and your current love rival. So far, you have all fallen in love and fight each other and have not sent any news yet.

There are many photos of MMS. If you are just a simple love rival, you may still think about the benefits, thinking that she wants to find an opportunity to chat with you and make a comeback.

But the next few photos make you feel like you are struck by lightning - the person you like is busy in the kitchen, and there is also a kind old man next to you.

It would be fine if that's the case, but the scissors hand next to him and the half-satisfied smile in the same frame are not so beautiful.

It seems like a happy family is having a family dinner on a busy weekend, while a family girl who can't do anything is secretly photographing hard-working family members.

When you react, you send a text message to question it, but the message is like a muddy bull that has entered the sea of ​​messages.

Make a call and prompt to turn off the phone.

You panic and you are uneasy.

The TV series is not good anymore, and the fruit salad on the table is no longer delicious.

Learning from the pain, you decided to call your sweetheart and ask.

Oh, shut down the phone too.

If your mentality doesn't collapse, who will collapse?

The hyaki Yamazaki's happier mood the more she was. She sat on the sofa watching the anime and eating snacks, thinking that today's date felt pretty good.

It was noon soon, and there was only one and a half episodes of "The Devil of Leisure" on TV. The hot pot was already set up in the living room.

The beef was red and white, like a few snowflakes sprinkled. It was obvious that it was not ordinary beef in the market. In order to entertain this girl who visited for the first time, Torichuan's grandparents all spent a lot of money.

This beef can be no more than 6,000 to 7,000 yen in a box in a convenience store?

"Grandpa is really a waste." Chu Luye can't do housework, but it doesn't mean he is a disabled person. He can help put dishes and chopsticks, say a few polite words or something.

"I'm looking for an acquaintance. There are people working in a meat farm in our village. You can contact the cattle breeder directly. Miss Hanazawa wants to eat meat and tell Xiao Ming." Grandpa added water to the pot and said generously: "Grandpa, I'll go to Tokyo to deliver it to you, just to see my incompetent son."

"Uncle Tomoya Kamiya?"

"Have you seen Miss Hanazawa?"

"Sorry, I haven't had time to visit, I just occasionally hear Kamiya."

Of course, Chukuro has never seen Akikawa's parents, but has only seen photos. And the matter about his parents was definitely not something I heard about from Akikawa's mouth.

Akigawa would not have told Chuluye about these things before. The entire Kamiya family and even distant relatives were investigated by Chuluye himself through various means.

Photos of parents, names, birthdays, bloody sex, hometown, experiences from childhood to adulthood, etc.

As long as you have money, there is nothing you can't do in this big data era.

Asakawa took out the juice he had bought outside and poured it on Chuluye. Sure enough, he looked puzzled after hearing her words.

When did I tell you about my parents?

Don't talk too much.

Chuluye had a Kuroyan smile on his face, and gently stepped on Asikawa under the table, signaling him to shut up and no one thought he was mute.

For some reason, compared to the playfulness on the road and the soft flesh around his waist at the door, this kick is much lighter.

It’s not like the fight that was ignorant of the importance of love when studying, but like a kind reminder after the fireworks of life - don’t talk too much in front of elders and say something when you go home.

Chu Luye had a great time eating this meal. Although the upper limit of hot pot is low and the lower limit is high, as long as the dipping sauce and the bottom of the pot are well made, there is no cooking skills, but she just feels that it is better than any hot pot I have eaten before.

This kind of rich atmosphere in which a family gathers around the table and eats things in the same pot and chats with each other is envied by Chuluye.

Due to work reasons, Daigo Chukano couldn't go home to accompany her often, and she had dinner with her mother at home and was simple.

When she goes out to eat business meals, she doesn't go for food. She often has to pay attention to the psychology of customers and consider the company's gains and losses. After the meal, she has to eat a bowl of noodles in the food stall to fill her stomach.

Because Mingrichuan's grandfather was a farmer and had no rules at the dinner table, he had already said what he should ask and talk about when he was eating. So after lunch, the old couple said that he was happy that he had eaten too much at noon and was a little overwhelmed. He went out for a walk to digest it, and then left in a hurry.

Torichuan was cleaning dishes in the kitchen, while Chuluye walked around the living room a few times and looked at this small country villa carefully.

"Should I apologize to you?"

Chulu Yeliu reached the kitchen door. She leaned against the door frame and didn't go in. She just wrapped her hands in front of her chest and looked at the silhouette of Akikawa who was busy.

Asakawa's hands were full of bubbles, and his hands were constantly moving. He turned his head to look at Chuluye with a calm expression and asked, "Apology? What apologies? Have you done something sorry for me again?"

"Why is it again?"

"Ah... don't care about the details. So what are you doing?"

"If I hadn't followed, maybe your grandparents would have been very happy to stay with you for a while, rather than choosing to leave the home for us two."

"I just said that I was disgusting, like an old husband and wife. You can listen to what you said yourself, isn't it more disgusting than me?" Asaku was stunned at first, then understood, smiled and turned his head back.

He hooked the water valve switch with the back of his hand, gently adjusted the size of the water flow, and flushed the foam on the dishes.

"Don't worry, their current mood is happier than if I came back alone and stayed with them for two or three days."

After washing the dishes and chopsticks, Tori Chuan put them back to the place where they should be placed, and was still talking about trivial matters to Chuluye. For example, the bowls and chopsticks at home are placed in a low place, which is different from other families because he has been sensible since he was a child and his family is not afraid of him playing around and breaking the bowl and hurting it.

When he finished his work, he turned around. Chuluye was no longer standing at the door, and he didn't know when he left.

But Asakawa just smiled lightly and didn't care. After all, as long as that guy was still at this home, he could hear him talking no matter where he was.

Even if you don't speak, you can hear it.

After coming out of the kitchen, the TV in the living room had been turned off, and Chu Luye was nowhere to be seen.

He thought about it carefully and guessed where she was now.

Go upstairs and walk through the end of the corridor, there is a very, very small bedroom. You can reach the end of the road in three steps, east, west, south and north. It is about twenty square meters.

There was a bed in the corner of the wall, a single bed of one and a half meters wide and two meters long. The bedding and pillows on the bed were very neat but no one had used it for a long time.

There are also some photos and certificates hanging next to the bedside table. Next to the certificate is a bookcase nailed to the wall, half of which are books such as textbooks, and the other half is neatly arranged "jump".

Chuluye stood in the middle of the room, carefully looking at the bookcase.

"I didn't expect you to like comics so much when you were a kid."

"After all, this is one of two things that Neon is famous all over the world, and I have to say that the weekly boy is really good-looking."

"Two? There are also ones..."

Chuluye was stunned and was about to ask, and she had already heard what she wanted to hear.

So she blushed and cursed in a low voice.

Perhaps to change the subject, she looked at the photo on the wall.

"Who is the person in this photo?"

"It's me."

Asakawa spread his hands, "Are you surprised?"
To be continued...