Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

"Chuya? Have you had lunch? Do you want to go home?"

Faced with the invitation from his mother to skip work, Mr. Zhong Yuan finally suppressed the urge to throw away the documents: "No, I haven't finished my work yet, but I should be able to go back to eat early in the evening."

"Oh, yes." That is to say, Rimbaud closed the door and left, carrying Dazai home.With timely medication and the thickness of Dazai's mysterious blood bar, he is now able to walk slowly independently.The problem is that the speed is too slow, and the professor who doesn't want to wait can only resign himself to "carrying" the cubs.

As soon as she got into the back seat, she turned over and lay down on her stomach, ignoring the black-haired boy's whining, and while reversing the car, she discussed with him: "Wait to buy bread and take it home, eat it tomorrow morning, can you wait in the car?"

Dazai was very conscious of being a "goods", and he buried his head and acquiesced to this arrangement.

After 10 minutes, she parked the car outside the bakery and chose ordinary croissants and baguettes through the transparent pantry, besides a few small biscuits.When she came out with a bag of freshly baked bread, she happened to see a few gangsters in bathrobes and slippers smashing the front window of the family car with a stick.

This family car is in Rimbaud's house. It has worked hard and worked hard. It has been driving its owner around for more than ten years. The most important thing is that there is still a small frog sticker on the front of the steering wheel. Even the leader of PortMafia Mori They dare not do anything to it.

Did you get hurt by a group of gangsters today? ? ?Gua Tai's eyes were damaged by glass shards, bastard!

The gangsters didn't know how much trouble they had caused, so they went around to the back seat to continue.

The back seat is even more frightening. Not only is the big black-haired devil dormant inside, but the big devil's mother is watching from the side.

Of course, the stick failed to knock down, and the gangster didn't react until he saw the strange shape of his arm and screamed loudly.His accomplice took a few steps back, and found that Rimbaud was the only woman who was not afraid again, and leaned forward again.She didn't even bother to put down the bread first, she used her free hand to support the hood, and rushed into the group of gangsters like a flash.

The fighting power of the vegetable chicken is matched with various steel pipes that are suspected to have been dug out of the recycling bin. It is a positive evaluation to say that they pick their feet.

I just want to intimidate the customers and force the shopkeeper to pay the protection fee. How could the gangsters know that there is something wrong with this common trick?At the beginning, he insisted on declaring the name of the boss, but later he could only hug his head and beg for mercy.

Five minutes later, a group of hooligans appeared crookedly on the ground, and Dazai had just put down the cell phone that had been on a call by his ear.The boy pushed open the car door and came down to offer to hold the bread for Rimbaud, sighing "tsk tsk tsk" around the poor car: "The price of replacing the front window glass is already more than the current value of this car!"

He is right, according to the age of use, this car has also reached the age of "retirement".In addition to carrying the memories inside, it is almost unable to carry the owner to continue flying around.

Professor Lan Bo was very angry, turned around and beat up a group of gangsters on the ground again, and called the insurance company to report the damage. He was busy for several hours.When I got home, I suddenly found that a bunch of purple forget-me-nots had been stuffed into the decorative letterbox as a prank by some guy.I struggled to throw these things out and clean them up, and I didn't rest this afternoon.

It was only after returning home from get off work in the evening that I learned the bad news that the family car was going into the recycling bin. Without a word, I dragged Dazai, who had already investigated this small organization to the bottom, and the two teenagers rolled up their sleeves and ran out. It was dark. just came back.

"It's all worthless bastard! It's all your fault. It's useless. You can't even look at the car!" Zhong also wished he could kick Dazai to death. See some gangsters smashing their own things?

"It's obviously Mr. Mori's fault. There are such strange creatures on the PortMafia site. Chuya, you work too hard. Cockroaches and rats are running rampant everywhere, causing me to be surrounded by gangsters while sitting in my car. Hurry up Go and yell to drive those things away?"

He held a sharpened wooden stick in his hand, and while shirking responsibility, stabbed the leader of the gangster who was also dragged in his hand, and the other party was hit on the wound again, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

Zhong also reacted and turned his head and roared: "You called me a dog?" His voice startled Opal who was lying outside someone's yard teasing someone else's cat again.Seeing this "plush floor mat" Dazai raised his foot as if to kick, and the big white dog ran away with its tail between its legs with a "woof" when it saw him.

After opening the door and entering the room, Mr. Mori has returned, and he is studying the recipes and the ingredients in front of him with the rigorous attitude of doing biochemical experiments—the study room is filled with the atmosphere of knowledge, but it is a bit cold.The old man who didn't want to continue hugging the pillow and insomnia could only do his best to please his wife, and strive to be released early after serving his sentence and move back into the bedroom.

"Mr. Mori~Mr. Mori~ We brought you back the content that was neglected at work, do you think it was stewed or baked?"

Dazai excitedly opened the curtain, and Mr. Mori, who was killing fish with a scalpel, didn't have time to wipe off the blood splashed on his face, which coincided with a moment a few years ago.He turned away with a half-smile and nothingness in his eyes: "Throw it into the sea, clean it up."

Damn, killing a fish, I don't believe it can be harder than partial dissection? !

emmmmmmm... It is not difficult to kill the fish itself, but it is a bit difficult if you have to remove the bones and restore them.

Less than two kilometers to the west of the community is the coastline. Zhongya picked up the man and walked out without saying a word. He came back in 10 minutes and said, "It's directly buried in the sea."

"Hmm." Mori Ogai was still staring at the dying fish and pondered: Why?

Dinner was grilled fish that was bitter as hell.

The fish killer pierces the guts of the fish with a single knife, fast, accurate and ruthless, and it seems that he is a veteran...

Giving up the "love" dinner that even Adrian refused to eat, Rimbaud had reason to suspect that someone wanted to use the excuse of "cooking" to prepare murder props.The reason for not having thorns is to lower vigilance, and then use the unpalatable taste to attack the desire for survival, and finally achieve the effect of killing with one blow. The heart of playing tactics is dirty!

Those who flatter the wrong place can only be responsible for the heavy responsibility of garbage disposal.

After the kitchen was restored to its original state, the family of four changed their clothes and went out to look for food. Thanks to the unstable nights during this time, the delivery boy was unwilling to go out after making several calls, so he could only work his legs and go out to eat.

——The vehicle had just been "scrapped" before, so Mr. Sen wanted to go back and dig out a certain gangster from the bottom of the sea and bury it himself again.

"Whatever, fried chicken nuggets are fine, anything is fine." Regarding food, Rimbaud can eat state banquets or street stalls, and he is not particularly picky.But the delicate Mr. Mori said that the dining place is too low-grade, which is a shame for him as the leader of PortMafia, so he insisted on taking a taxi to the commercial center.

Right now, this is the time for social animals to carnival in the wine market. From office buildings to various taverns and restaurants KTV, there are threes and threes, twos, fives and sixes lined up on the street, some of them are already drunk and carry wine bottles and tie their ties on their heads to perform performance art.

The taxi driver probably only noticed the ages of Dazai and Chuya, and stopped directly in front of a restaurant popular with young people.

"I always thought that their family made daily chemical products and bought some shampoo, but did they even enter the catering business?" After sitting down and looking through the menu from beginning to end, Professor Rimbaud couldn't help complaining: "This...is curry rice, right? .Even if there are [-] customers, it is also curry rice, right?"

The curry rice is indeed unmistakable.

The head of the family, who was too lazy to stand up and continue walking, sat down on the table for a while: "Okay, okay, curry rice is curry rice..."

So why do I have to drive out at night just to eat such a curry rice?Even if there is lobster meat in it, isn't the curry spice the most flavorful!

Mori Ogai, do you look down on Oda Sakunosuke's skill in stewing curry?

Mr. Mori, who made a complaint under someone else's "Pursuing Raiders" post, closed his phone expressionlessly and threw it into his pocket: "Cough, the sense of ritual is still very important."

The professor expressed with his eyes that I can let you stay in the photo at the entrance and light incense sticks three times a day to satisfy your requirement for a sense of ritual.

Mr. Mori, who couldn't even grab the "first husband", immediately became as quiet as a chicken.

From sitting down and ordering to leaving after eating, it took an hour before and after, and it took an hour and a half to take a taxi back and forth... The family of four felt that their IQ had been insulted.

"Next time you go to the supermarket, remember to remind me to buy instant noodles." When he got home, Rimbaud stared at the canned cat food and curry cubes (?) in the storage cabinet and pondered for 10 minutes to make a decision. The whole family voted for it.

So Mr. Mori's days living in the study were extended for an unknown amount of time.

On the breakfast table the next day, there was milk and the bread brought back by the professor the previous day. It couldn’t be said how delicious it was, but at least it met the minimum standard of human taste buds.

After breakfast was settled in 5 minutes, Dazai answered the phone, he got up with a "hehe" laugh and walked out, some messy bangs covering his eyes, full of villain aura.Mr. Sen noticed her gaze drifting past, wiped his mouth and asked with a smile: "Madam, do you have any plans today?"

Rimbaud opened his notepad and took a look: "The insurance salesman made an appointment with me to discuss the compensation, although it is certain that I won't lose a lot of money..."

Although you can't lose a lot of money, you still have to go through the procedures that should be followed.

Each had their own affairs, and half an hour later, only Rimbaud was left at home.

She changed into a long red dress that she hadn't worn since she bought it, carefully arranged her hair and put on makeup, checked the status of her weapons, recalled the landmarks on the map of Yokohama, and closed the door.

A bouquet of purple forget-me-nots turned up in the letterbox, a date she had to make herself, more than a decade late.

The white-haired man sitting on the concrete pillar by the sea heard the sound of slender footsteps, turned around, smiled and stretched out his hand to her: "Attila, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're finally here?"

The long-haired woman stood on the seaside road as if she was standing between the ocean and the mainland. Behind her were the lush mountains by the sea. The corner of the red dress was blown by the sea breeze, which was as bright as her curved lips.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Mori sensei

green not green

I'm used to it anyway

I was reminded by a friend to look at the backstage... What I owe is more... there are eleven chapters? ? ?The nutrient solution is more than 1 and there is a diving bomb...

Okay, do I release it all at once after coding, or add it every time I update it? ?