Dad, he is addicted to raising cubs

Zhuqing and his party drove to the cemetery, arriving at just the right time.

The driver got out of the car first, trotted to the side of the co-pilot, and respectfully opened the door for Zhuqing.

The black long sleeves that Zhuqing is wearing today are more luxurious than the last time she met at the Kanto cooking stall. His aura made people dare not look directly at him.

"Step aside."

She lightly parted her red lips, and said to the person standing in front of her who seemed to be questioning her.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Standing behind Zhuqing smiled slightly and greeted the relatives of Natsume's family: "It's almost time, let's go in first."

Shocked by Zhuqing and coaxed by Xueman, the relatives who originally wanted to ask them why they came so late, could not help but walk into the garden according to Xueman's wishes.

Zhu Qing, who went to buy the cemetery in person and was in charge of arranging it, walked in front of the crowd. The sound of wooden clogs falling on the stone road was clear and crisp, and the sound of "da da" hit her heart.

Xueman took Xuetu and Natsume Takashi with one hand, and walked slowly behind Zhuqing.

He deliberately reduced the distance he took with each step, so that Natsume could keep up without trotting.

"We're not late, so don't worry, just come at your usual speed."

Noticing that the child's palms were sweating due to nervousness, Xueman comforted him softly while walking: "With us here, don't be afraid."

"……Um."

Natsume's right hand hanging beside him quickly raised and wiped his eyes.

The probing eyes from behind made him unable to relax. Obviously no one was talking, but Natsume felt that he heard whispers.

These relatives who have never met, they have no grief or regret for the dead in their hearts. Compared with the people lying in the cemetery, they are more concerned about how much Zhuqing's kimono costs, and the car they saw at the door. What is the configuration...

Natsume couldn't help but hold his hand tightly.

At this moment, the only people he can rely on are the "strangers" beside him.

The streamlined funeral ended surprisingly quickly.

The relatives who were told to come to the cemetery and did nothing but burn a stick of incense looked at each other in blank dismay.

According to the general practice, they need their help to complete the funeral matters. After everything is over, they will gather at the host's house, have a meal and drink, and feel the difficulty of life and work before returning home.

Now that the funeral is over, are they going to go straight home?

Looking at Natsume Takashi standing beside Yuecheng Xueman, someone opened his mouth and stood up to ask Zhuqing.

"What's going to happen to this kid, Guizhi?" The speaker pinched a handkerchief, and pressed the corners of his eyes as if he was sad for someone, "This kid is still so young, it's not good to let him live alone."

"Oh, really."

Looking at this "enthusiastic person" who started discussing the aftermath before leaving the cemetery, the corner of Zhuqing's mouth curled up, and ridicule poured out of his pupils: "I forgot to say, I bought all the deposits of Natsume's family from you guys." The land that I have been to before."

"Do you know how expensive the cemetery here is? It seems that you don't know very well. Here, this is the promotional material placed at the door. You can take a look for yourself."

This move of hers made the people who were still good at acting feel completely embarrassed.

"I know what you're thinking."

Zhuqing looked over one by one, the murderous intent in her eyes made the people she glanced at tremble all over: "Think Nanako and the others can deal with Guizhi at will without you? He looks ugly but thinks beautiful."

"How can you say that?"

The offended person confronted Zhuqing: "We're not doing it for the sake of your ambition."

"Oh, for his own good?"

"When Reiko passed away, why didn't you do it for Nanako's sake, why didn't you do it for Takashi's good when Nanako passed away, and waited until there was only one left in their family before jumping out."

"Are you doing it for his own good, or are you looking at his money?"

Zhuqing was alone, full of hatred from everyone on the opposite side.

Yuecheng Xueman called the two children to retreat to the edge of the crowd, leaving the center of the field for Zhuqing to play.

He felt that Xuetu and Guizhi should not be allowed to see a group of people arguing for money, but they should not be allowed to know nothing.

After all, when the two of them grow up, they will have to face the whole world by themselves.

Life is not only prosperous, but also has unbelievable black and gray.As a parent, you want to hold all the good things in front of your children, but at the same time worry that they don't understand anything and are deceived.

"Uncle Xueman, I don't like them."

Holding the corner of Xueman's clothes, Natsume lowered his head and said softly: "I don't know them at all...why can they say such things.

"The wages of avarice is death."

When Xueman was still thinking about how to explain to Natsume, Xuetu squatted next to Natsume and told him the meaning of this sentence: "But don't worry, uncle will definitely not let you go with them."

"Aunt Zhuqing really doesn't want me anymore, does she?"

Natsume pursed her lips, trying to hold back the tears.

"Of course that's impossible."

Xueman smiled: "She just couldn't accept this fact for a while. If she really didn't want to face you again, Zhuqing would never ask me for help."

His words gave Natsume a little confidence.

So, with an air wall as the separation, Zhuqing was on the left half fighting with the Confucian scholars, and Xueman was chatting with the children on the right half.

For him, who is good at raising cubs, his proficiency in how to get along with children is MAX. Even the cub who can go to heaven is so cute in front of Xueman.

When Zhuqing defeated everyone and walked over with her head held high, Natsume no longer rejected the idea of ​​temporarily staying at Xueman's house.

"How was the result?" Xueman asked, "All those people agreed?"

"Hmph, if you don't agree, I can make them have to agree."

Annoying relatives are the last obstacle Zhuqing faces, and now she can always hand Natsume into Xueman's hands with confidence.

"Then Auntie Zhuqing, are you leaving?"

The parting seems to have a sour and salty taste, and Natsume smelled it: "Today, are you leaving?"

"I haven't eaten yet, why go?"

Xueman blocked Zhuqing's attempt to leave: "Tomorrow Monday, you will take Natsume to go through the transfer procedures, and the official school will be on Tuesday, and besides, I haven't seen you in a few years, I still want to chat with you for a while. "

"Guizhi, remember to hold your Auntie Zhuqing's hand."

Being firmly held by those soft little hands, even if Zhuqing wanted to be as hard as iron, she couldn't do it at all.

Xueman walked behind Zhuqing when he came, and he and Xuetu walked in front when he went back.

"The easiest way to face Tsundere is to be gentle and honest."

Xueman also complained to Xuetu: "It's Zhuqing who eats soft but not hard. The more you confront her head-on, the more motivated she will be to fight you until dawn."

But as long as your attitude softens first, she can't continue to be cruel to a person whose attitude has softened.

"Then uncle, you are probably Aunt Zhuqing's natural nemesis."

Snow Rabbit murmured.

His uncle's gentleness can be said to be tolerant of everything, and he can even imagine the picture of the two heavens of ice and fire.

"Don't let Zhuqing hear this."

Xueman winked playfully at Xuetu: "If she listens, she will definitely pull out her umbrella sword and chase after me."

Thinking about the Zhuqing who was jumping and flying up and down at that time, and the Miss Zhuqing who is wearing black sleeves and taking small steps now, it can only make people feel that time is really a knife. many.

The four of them walked for a while, and the BMW that brought them followed immediately.

The driver's attitude was still respectful, and he put down the handbrake after everyone was done, and drove towards the place Xueman said.

On the other hand, Yaoken, who was guarding the snack shop alone, saw "Tom and Mouse" staged in reality.

In front of Yuecheng Xueman, the orange cat Somo, who spread his belly to be rubbed, chased after the little mouse Yuxi, and the two "clinked" for a long time, messing up the entire baking room.

Yaken originally wanted to practice kneading skills, so that he could help Xueman in the future; but as soon as he took out the stainless steel basin, Kusama Yuki fell from the sky and threw himself on the flour.

It also put a layer of "foundation" on the face of Yaoyan.

There are slender paw prints of little mice and blossoming plum blossoms of cats on the flour spilled on the table, which looks full of childishness.

And successfully ignited the anger in Yaoyan's heart.

"You two."

Suppressing his anger, Dagger smiled, and smiled again: "Do you know that it is very troublesome to clean up these things."

"Meow meow meow!"

"Squeak!"

The two of them who had lost track of time naturally didn't hear anything.

The warning didn't take effect, Yaoyan looked around and chose what he wanted to use.

Instead of grabbing the short knife, he pulled out the kitchen knife next to him and flicked it casually, and the knife landed precisely in front of Yuki's claws running ahead.

The smooth surface of the knife reflected Yuki's mouse body, and Aga, who was speeding up from behind, made an emergency brake, but it was useless. He hit his head hard on the knife surface, and squeezed Yuki into a mouse cake.

"Run, why don't you run away?"

Stared at by Yao Yan's dark eyes, the two of them who finally got on the small animal radar trembled, and Mao Mao exploded into a ball.

They hugged each other and looked up, seeing Yaoyan getting closer to them.

The killing intent targeted the two furry, and the big hands that descended from the sky pinched the back of their fateful necks, and the two with their limbs shrunk to the stomach were thrown into the basket, and placed beside Yaoyan's hand.

"I don't like bad things."

Without Tsukishiro Yukiman by his side, Yaken Toshiro's nature that had been eroded by the curse was exposed again. He sharpened the kitchen knife, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the whetstone drifted into the ears of small animals like a funeral song.

It seemed that in the next second, the sharp point of the knife would be embedded in their hearts.

The author has something to say: Today is my birthday, and the zodiac year is finally over. Although there was nothing that could be described as a disaster last year, I felt as if I was taken away from my spirit for the whole year. I only think about the paralysis of salted fish...

——Don’t make excuses for your laziness_(:зゝ∠)_

All in all, just because a cub is well-behaved in front of Xueman doesn't mean that he is so well-behaved in front of anyone.

Mr. Yao, you have worked hard to take care of the children.