funeral

On a fine day, Fukuda happily knocked on the door of Ito's house with a large box of souvenirs in his hand. After ten seconds, a tall man appeared in front of him.

For Nagasawa, Fukuda has been able to greet Nagasawa calmly, although it took a lot of effort to accept during this period, such as the other party's occupation, such as the relationship with friends.In the end, he chose to smile and bless.

Now one of the 'blessed' is wearing a flowered apron in disgrace, sternly beckoning him to keep his voice down.

Seeing the closed bedroom door, Fukuda understood, and before he had time to speak, there was a strange muffled noise from the kitchen.Nagasawa's complexion changed, he secretly said something bad, left the guest and ran back.

"Mr. Nagasawa, this is..." Although he was older than the other party, Fukuda always involuntarily said respectful words to Nagasawa because of the influence of the black/dao atmosphere that seemed to be born with him.With dual identities of obsessive-compulsive disorder and clean freak, he secretly looked at the kitchen, thinking that the scene can be described as tragic.

"Nutrition package with love." Nagasawa replied calmly, but was a little flustered in his gestures.

Fukuda couldn't see it, and asked if he needed help, but the other party refused without thinking, "The love meal has to be made by yourself to show sincerity... What is this?"

"Black pork, specially brought from my hometown." Futian consciously handled the things on hand, and put them in the refrigerator with ease.

"Hey, are you from Kagoshima?"

"correct."

"Then it seems that you really shouldn't be allowed to touch cooking," Nagasawa turned back and continued to work, "After all, your cooking is steamed by geothermal heat, without any technical content."

Hey, what kind of prejudice is this?Futian wanted to refute, but the gangster began to order him to clean the pots and pans confidently. Compared with innocuous ridicule, the scene of a dirty house made Futian more uncomfortable, so the two got along well. It's also harmonious.

The door of the bedroom opened at this moment, and the protagonist of the story came out of the room in a nightgown, as if he was still awake.The man searched for the scent and came to the kitchen, hugged Nagasawa who was struggling with Shala, and raised his head to ask for a kiss.

"The enthusiasm you have every time you just wake up is very good, but now, isn't it a bit inappropriate?" Nagasawa chuckled in a low voice, leaning against the low cabinet and pinching the man's buttocks/buttocks maliciously.

Ito didn't know why, so he turned his head and looked in the direction of Nagasawa's finger.Futian couldn't help swallowing,——the most terrifying feeling of waking up is nothing more than that.

"Why are you here?" Ito straightened his nightgown so that the hem would not open so much.

"I'll send you local products, and by the way... an invitation."

"What invitation?"

"Mr. Wang Shi invited us to visit his house next week."

"Hey, the efficiency of the personnel department is really fast."

Nozomi Matsumoto is an oncologist in a neighboring city. He had been working as an outpatient at Ito's hospital on secondment before. In order to better drive related business benefits, the upper management finally decided to spend a lot of money to recruit him this year.Ever since, Matsumoto wanted to move his family here.

Because of the coordination of personalities and other aspects, Ito, Fukuda, and Matsumoto constitute the new iron/triangle of the hospital.To put it bluntly, it is a combination of a good guy and two villains.

Time passed quickly, and it was a week in a blink of an eye.

Matsumoto's apartment is located in the downtown area, and Ito found it familiar as he walked through the entrance hall. After pondering for a long time, he remembered that Kirishima also lived in this area.

In the area where every inch of land is expensive, most of the people who come and go are chaebols and wealthy businessmen. Ito, who has always been not keen on gossip, is also a little curious at this moment, what is the origin of this Dr. Matsumoto.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, but I met an elderly couple on my honeymoon who planned to immigrate, and then bought their house like this... Daisy said this place has room for appreciation, if you don't live It can also be left to the children in the future." The person answered with a smile.

Fukuda and Ito looked at the neatly manicured and luxurious courtyard, and it would be a lie to say that they are not envious. This is more than a real estate for appreciation?It is simply a golden mountain!

"Speaking of which, why didn't you see Mrs. Ling today?"

"She went to the postpartum body class." Matsumoto smiled bitterly, "crying every day that she couldn't fit into the previous skirt... Actually, I think it's nothing at all. I like that person no matter what."

Fukuda nodded in agreement, but Ito began to daydream infinitely.If Nagasawa turned into a big fat man, he would look ridiculous...

Matsumoto took the two of them to visit every corner of the new house one by one, and then stopped in front of a door that looked very special.

"Here is the most valuable thing in the whole house." He pulled the corner of his mouth mysteriously, and gently turned the lock, and while Futian sighed, the man covered his mouth quickly with his eyes and hands.

"Shhh..." Matsumoto, who always took pleasure in teasing others, was a little embarrassed at this moment, "Don't wake up the little devil!"

It turned out that this was a rather dreamy baby room, with magic circles drawn on the thick carpet, making people mistakenly think that they had entered Two-dimensional.

The three adults moved carefully to the deepest part of the room, where the child was sleeping soundly in the crib.

"It's so cute, why do you call him a devil?" Fukuda said in a low voice.

"When you sleep, you are an angel, but when you wake up, you become a demon." Matsumoto patted him on the shoulder bitterly. "You will realize it later... Ah, Doctor Ito, what are you doing?"

The sudden sound made Ito pause. He withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and gestured with his finger, "Finger... so small..."

"Is it more interesting than expected?"

Although he was ashamed to admit it on the face, Ito still agreed silently in his heart. He had never had such close contact with a baby. This kind of psychology accompanied by anxiety and curiosity made him extremely confused.

After visiting the last scenic spot, several people returned to the living room again.Today's live football game was on TV, and the scene was extremely thrilling, but because of the little angel in the baby room, no one dared to make too much noise.

In the second half of the game, Matsumoto left temporarily because he was going to pick up his wife.

The competition on TV is becoming more and more fierce, and the fruit and potato chips on the coffee table are far from meeting the needs of the audience.

"It would be great if there was beer or something..." Futian scratched his head, "May Wangshi-kun bring a few cans with him when he comes back?"

He was about to pick up his phone, but Ito dialed a number before he could.

A few minutes later, the doorbell of Matsumoto's house rang.The person who came was a tall and slender young man with a darker facial profile than the average Asian. He threw a dozen beers beside Ito cursingly.

"I can't believe it, but you treat me like a convenience store and running errands!" Kirishima sat down on the sofa and copied the potato chips on the coffee table, not treating himself as an outsider at all.And Ito shrugged indifferently, and poured the beer into his mouth.When Fukuda saw this, he knew that the relationship between the two was very familiar, so he introduced himself to Kirishima, and then thanked him again and again.

Because of the addition of beer and Kirishima, the watching process of the game was much noisier than before, and the two temporary nannies gradually forgot about their duties, until there was a burst of crying in the baby room.

Ito and Fukuda looked at each other, why did they accidentally wake up the little guy who was afraid of even Matsumoto?

"You are in pediatrics, this kind of thing is a piece of cake for you, right?"

"But I don't have experience taking care of such a small child..."

"That is to prepare for the future."

Watching the two adults push each other, as a bystander, Kirishima simply dragged them to the nursery.

"I'm crying so sad..." Kirishima lay down in front of the railing and looked up and down like a normal person, "Would you like to play with my brother?" He smiled and was about to pick up the child.

"Hey, don't mess around," Ito pushed aside the man's hand, turned to Fukuda and asked, "Do you think you're hungry or have you peed your pants?"

"Uh... the former is more difficult to judge, let's rule out the latter first!"

Fukuda found a bag of diapers from the bedside, and Kirishima took it excitedly, "I've never changed a diaper for a baby before!"

"Everyone present has never..."

Seeing Kirishima eager to try, Ito had a headache, why is this guy so excited about everything?

"Wow, so it's a boy..."

"Well, with a little bell!"

"Please don't keep staring over there..."

The protective railing was lowered, and three people knelt in front of the crib and carefully removed the diaper

"Huh, no pee at all..." Kirishima grabbed the changed diaper and looked left and right, then moved his face infinitely close to the still crying child, "Little friend, since you didn't pee your pants, why are you crying?"

Maybe it was because of the sudden dimming of the field of vision, maybe it was because Kirishima approached so scary, anyway, after such a toss, the little guy on the bed stopped crying suddenly.Just when Kirishima wanted to turn his head to claim credit for the other two, he felt a warmth on his neck.

"You seem...to scare him to pee?" Ito held back his smile, and hurriedly handed him a new diaper, "Don't get it on the bed."

Fukuda quickly took the victim who was about to have an attack away from the scene of the crime, and comforted him as he walked, "Forget it, he is still a child, and this kind of physical behavior cannot be controlled at all..."

Because of such an unexpected situation, watching the game in the afternoon could no longer continue.

Kirishima returned home with a crying expression on his face. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he should not have gone out at all today——contributed beer, worked as an errand runner, and got pissed while serving as a babysitter ...In the final analysis, this is entirely Ito's fault!

And the instigator was not much better, after comforting Kirishima, crying came from the baby room again.He thought children were cute before, but now he wants to kick himself hard.

After spending an hour frantically in the baby room, the exhausted two finally brought the Matsumotos home.

Daisy felt sorry for her husband's unauthorized departure, and immediately decided to change the menu tonight to "super luxurious" to thank the two uncles for their dedication.

At the end, Ito was too tired to drive, so he asked Nagasawa to pick him up.

"Did they make you do coolies? Why are you so tired?" Nagasawa glanced at the passenger seat, and the man was closing his eyes and sighing.

"I took the child for an hour..."

"Ha, no wonder you smell like milk... That child must like you very much, right?"

"I like my glasses very much." Ito took out the glasses from his coat pocket and turned them around. The lenses were densely covered with the child's finger prints.

"How do you feel about the child?"

"It's not as annoying as I imagined, but...it's really troublesome."

Nagasawa chuckled softly, and a trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, "I'll make a horse for you when I get home?"

"Well, but I can't do more redundant things... I'm really tired."

"Okay, I will definitely wait until you are ready..." From the corner of the eye, Nagasawa did not continue as he caught sight of the sleeping face on the passenger seat.

He slowed down the speed silently, his face was as gentle as ever.

It doesn't matter, there's still plenty of time between them.

The author has something to say:

In order to congratulate Xiba, who is about to become a mother, I wrote this special episode.Thank you very much for being harassed/harassed by me endlessly, and being dragged to discuss the plot.It can be said that without you, there would be no novel. You made me, the pit king, persevere.I am so grateful every day for the five years I have known you.When a woman gives birth to a child, her life has entered a new chapter. I hope you can continue to be happy.

Also, I would like to thank Gu Zhixi in particular. Maybe those comments are friendship and support for you, but they are very warm for me. It gives me the motivation to write more, love you. (づ￣3￣)づ╭?～

Then let's talk about this episode again. In fact, these are some daily fragments that stay in my mind. Now that they are combined into one chapter, it may still seem fragmented and tearful.

About the child’s impressions, I asked Cami before. The older ones would especially want their own children, and the younger ones would find it troublesome. In fact, people of every age group have different pursuits. I think Nagasawa It should be that he wants a child very much (laughs), but he still respects Ito's wishes very much.

In short, that's it, and there is another long list of ramblings.

See you next week.