The next day.

I'm going to school today.

Uesugi got up early when he thought of seeing his wife again today.

If you have classes today, you will have to deduct the final assessment if you don’t go. Good students who like my wife who loves studying must come, right?

Just as he thought about it, he came to the bathroom, took good care of his hair, and Uesugi looked at himself in the mirror.

He is handsome, serious, tall, and the figure accumulated by daily exercise is simply a perfect boyfriend template.

Uesugi believed that when he walked on the street with Hanawa, he was very eye-catching to men and women.

No one said that he was not worthy of Huahuo, but he would think that he was a handsome man.

This is probably the so-called winner in life.

However, Uesugi did not feel that he had won. Only by keeping the days of Hanawa with him was the real winner of his life.

He raised his arm and glanced at the silver watch stained with some water droplets.

Just like this watch she gave him, he hoped that some memories would not be forgotten in time.

"Okay! A new day!"

Helping the two little loli take care of school bags, Uesugi stood at the entrance and watched them wear round hats, and look as if they left to go to school.

"Brother, goodbye."

“Nini, bye~”

"Well, the journey is good, remember to have lunch at noon."

Although there is no child now... Uesugi really feels a kind of warmth called home.

This is something he had never felt in his previous life.

He closed the door with a smile, went back to the bedroom to put on his glasses, packed everything, he glanced at the wedding photos on the table and prepared to go out to school.

A new day begins!

......

Shinjuku District, Hanamaru family.

Mrs. Hanamaru looked at Hanamaru Hanamaru who was still sleeping in the room, smiled and shook her head, and walked in with a step.

She sat at the head of the girl's bed, looking at the oblique sunlight outside the window falling on her sleeping face, and couldn't help but reach out to push away the hair in her ears and stroke her cheeks.

The weak little girl used to be really grown up.

Mrs. Hanamaru sat next to the girl and looked at her quietly until Hanamaru Hanamaru frowned and half opened her eyes in a daze.

"Mother...?"

"Don't you go to school today?" Mrs. Hanamaru said with a smile.

"No...I won't go today..."

"Well," Mrs. Hanamaru nodded and watched her daughter slowly sit up from her bed. She glanced at her sleepy daughter and looked back at the furnishings of the room. "Hawai Chan, in fact, we have never moved your room after you left."

"Hmm..." Hanamara Hanabu was a little confused and could not quite understand what his mother seemed to be poking out of the fog.

"I mean, you are married to Xiao, and you have never moved your room, my dad and I have never touched it."

"...Why?" Hanamara Hanashi took a while to understand the message, and said, opening his colorful purple eyes.

Mrs. Hanamaru looked at her face, her eyes full of tenderness and nostalgia: "Because when I see your room, I always remember you when I was a child. I am very well-behaved and obedient. If I accidentally did something wrong, I will take the initiative to apologize to us."

She paused for a moment and continued.

"Speaking of this, after you got married, my mother and daughter have not had a good conversation yet, right?"

"Well, that's it..." Hanamaru Hanabu thought for a while, nodded, and replied in a weak voice. The duck sat on the bed, wearing pajamas, with only one pink and white feet exposed to the sun.

"How do you feel after marriage?"

"Very, very good... I also care about fireworks."

"Familia, you should love yourself after marriage and don't be small in everything."

"Why?" Hanamaru Hanaguchi was puzzled. She couldn't understand the meaning of her mother's words.

Mrs. Hanamaru smiled slightly, stretched out her finger, and bounced her forehead.

Well... Hanaman Hanabu was caught off guard and could only hold his head with his eyes closed.

"There is no reason, but if you insist on explaining it, you can also say some truth."

Hanaman Hanabu relaxed in sitting position, looked at her mother, waiting for her to continue talking.

"Girls always have to keep a sense of distance to make boys like them more. If I guess correctly, will he hold you every night after you get married with Xiao-"

Huamaru Huahuo blushed and directly grabbed her mother's arm with both hands, interrupting her words.

Then she found that her mother's eyes were staring at her, and she could only turn her face shyly.

Mrs. Hanamaru's smile became stronger, and there was still no trace of time on her face that was extremely similar to her daughter.

She put her hand on her daughter, put her hand down and said, "Okay, what's the shame? Your mother doesn't understand. She is young and energetic, and the firewood sauce looks so good, then it must be-"

"Mom!" Hanamaru Hanagua pulled his mother's arm even harder.

"Okay! I won't say it anymore, I won't say this anymore."

That's it, but when Mrs. Hanamaru saw Hanamaru's blushing look, she couldn't help but the middle-aged woman's gossip, so she leaned closer to her and asked in a low voice: "Tell me quietly, how long does it take for you and Xiaopeng to do it?"

Hanamaru Hanawa was stunned for a moment, then turned over and covered himself in the quilt. A muffled voice came from the quilt, "Mom, hate it!"

This child.

Mrs. Hanamaru looked at the bulging quilt in front of her and smiled, "Do you remember what I said just now?"

"No!"

"Remember." Mrs. Hanamaru patted the quilt.

"I can't remember! I can't remember!" Hanamara Hanahuo's two calves swung up and down behind, constantly knocking on the bed board.

"capricious."

Mrs. Hanamaru smiled and said, although she knew that this was not willful, it was just the sense of resistance that a little girl should have when she was shy. Because of some of her words, she felt embarrassed, so she had such shyness that she couldn't listen to.

"It's not willful!"

Hanamaru Hanawa sat up, holding the quilt, her face turned red, and her soft hair was a little messy on her face, "Mom is the one who hates the most, ask... ask this kind of thing..."

"What's the matter," Mrs. Hanamaru said indifferently, "I care about your life. If I didn't do that, I would find it strange."

Hanamaru Hanawa muttered weakly: "How can mother care about whether her daughter and her husband will... Oh! Haha! Mom hates it!"

Speaking of the latter, she interrupted herself.

"Look, Hanawai Chan, aren't you still saying this?"

"Not!"

"Okay, OK," Mrs. Hanamaru comforted her in her mother's voice, "I just joked, and I asked this because I always had the idea of ​​holding my grandson."

"You have to tell the truth this time. Have you and Xiao done safety work?"

Hanamaru Hanawa's eyes were slacking off, hesitating for a long time, and finally he could only bury his face and hold the quilt and said weakly: "No..."

"No?" Mrs. Hanamaru stretched out her palm to block half of her mouth, surprised, "Not yet?"

"Um......"

Hanaman Hanabu nodded. Now she was so embarrassed that she just wanted to bury herself into the crack of the ground, but now there was no crack of the ground, so she could only cover her head with a quilt.

"So, Xiao actually always has the idea of ​​wanting children?"

Mrs. Hanamaru took down the quilt covering her head with Hanamaru Hanamaru.

"No, I don't know..." Hanamara Hanami picked up again, putting the quilt on his head, like a camel avoiding danger in the desert.

"What does it mean to not know? If you don't want it, you should do a good job of safety."

"Um..."

Hanamaru Hanabu is embarrassed to say that Uesugi is unwilling to wear it because she feels uncomfortable...

How can you say such shameful words?

Bad guy.

Bad guy.

You are a bad guy!

Hanamaru Hanabu's head was hidden in the quilt, holding his knees with both hands, and his intertwined little hands were moving restlessly. She could only think of Uesugi's smile in her heart while calling him a big bad guy.

I was also a big bad guy yesterday morning!

Bad guy! He's dead!
To be continued...