Wenhao refuses to be touched

I usually don't participate in children's playfulness, oh, it shouldn't be considered a playfulness.

Luanbu on the left was playing vigorously with a pair of chopsticks in his hand, shouting triumphantly: "Come here, brat, watch me poke your eyes out!"

The Dazai on the right stepped on the bed, looked at Ranbu disdainfully, held my frying pan in his hand, and said in a soft voice: "Brother Ranbu, don't come over, you, if you come here again, Zazai will smash you!" Oh head."

As I spoke, I looked at me timidly, the eyes were innocent and hesitant to speak, I sat on the tatami and drank Bai Liangkai, and said to him coolly: "Okay, my sister knows you are Forced to have no choice but to stand up and resist.”

Although I have raised Dazai for less than two days, I already know what kind of weirdness this kid is, and I have already prepared to raise a gloomy and gloomy one. Opening the mouth is sad and hurting the autumn, and keeping the mouth shut is the second disease that human beings should die. , and now it turns out that he is just a cunning little trickster...

Compared with the second disease, the little slippery head is of course better to take care of. I feel very comfortable. I drink boiled water with relish, and smack my lips from time to time.

As I thought before, Ranpo and Dazai are probably the same sex repelling each other, they are both smart little geniuses, just working together to scare professional killers like Odasaku out of their psychological shadows and flee, that's nothing Fuel-efficient lights.

kindness?Why do I know that Odasaku was scared away by them?

Still the same sentence, anyone who has raised a cub knows what kind of ghost a cub is. Although I am a little nervous, after thinking about it, there are many doubts, so even if a professional killer is unprepared, he will not be easily recruited.

It is estimated that my two younger brothers have done something, such as uncovering his old background, such as using speech skills to drive him into a mental breakdown.

This one is a reasoning genius who can guess the character of the writer and recipient by looking at the envelope, and the other is a genius who can survive under the perverted leader of an illegal organization.Take a look, don't compare ordinary people with them.

For example, I think that my family’s IQ is the lowest, and I have learned that even if they see through something, just listen to the result, don’t ask them about their reasoning process, it’s called death.

"Okay, stop playing." I stopped the two brats who were huddling together on the bed.

Even if these two boys were holding tools, so what, in the end they couldn't bear to use their fists, and the two Zhanwu slags slapped their faces without even a bruise, which showed that they were really useless.

He has a combat power of 5, and these two don't even add up to 5.

"Clean up, let's go shopping." I took out the list that I had prepared a long time ago, "I can't change the rented house in a short time, and when my sister's income is stable, we will move to a bigger house and now go buy Zai Zai's daily necessities. There is still a little more to make up for.”

I need to buy a full set of tableware, books and toys. Even if they don’t go to school, they still have to study on their own in culture classes. I also need to buy some paper and pens.

"Autumn is here and winter won't be far away, let's buy a kotatsu." I looked forward to it.

Kotatsu, this is something unique to Japan. I have never seen it in my mother country. What kind of genius is this to invent this kind of winter artifact.

It may be that knowing that even killers like my novels makes me feel a little flustered.However, I have the money to afford a kotatsu why not!

Dazai naturally has no objection, he has already cheered and changed his clothes, the pink nightdress I wore for him last night, he slipped out of the skirt with a flick, ran into my closet and put on a white T-shirt, The hem of the clothes hung down to his calves, and he stretched out his hands towards me.

"Sister, I'm ready!"

Luanbu was obviously looking forward to it, but he said arrogantly: "Since my sister wants it so much, it's not impossible. After buying it, use it carefully, and pay attention to wires and the like."

Like a little adult.

I couldn't help laughing, hugged the happy Dazai, and used to smack Ranpo's forehead. "Okay, okay, I have Ranpo-chan to remind my sister, so I won't forget. Ranpo-chan is really a reliable brother, don't you think so, Zai Zai."

Zai Zai didn't answer, but hugged my face and babbled on his forehead, and moved his forehead closer: "Zai Zai also wants to kiss."

His eyes were wide open, and his long eyelashes fluttered. "No one has kissed Zaizai before. I used to be very envious when I saw others kiss my child like this."

How can I bear this, I was so distressed that I slapped his forehead and left and right cheeks a dozen times, Dazai was satisfied and stopped making a fuss, and when I turned around to get my backpack, I turned around and saw Luanbu Stepping on the low table, the two tugged at each other's cheeks in silent hatred.

I:……

Stretching out a hand, he said to Luanbu: "My sister can't hold the two of you, do you want to hold hands with Luanbu-chan?"

Luanbu looked at me, then at my hand, snorted, held my hand, and dragged me towards the door.

"Hurry up, sister, don't you have to buy a lot of things? Really, how can someone be so stupid, Master Ranbu doesn't want to worry about your affairs."

Shopping is a very, very, very wonderful thing as long as you don't care about money.I put Dazai in the baby seat of the shopping cart, just right.Because Ranbu wanted to try it too, so he put him in too, and the selected items were placed next to Ranbu's legs, both of them flushed with excitement, let me push it a little faster.

At this time, there were no customers in the supermarket, so I could let them make trouble without worry. Later, when I couldn’t put anything down, I pushed another shopping cart, and jumped down to help me push the cart. Just after I praised him for being sensible, he was in the cart Stuffed a lot of puffed food, and asked the store staff to weigh a few catties of red bean cake for him.

Forget it, let's appease him.

I touched my pocket, feeling the sad cry of the wallet that was about to lose weight, and my heart was full of tears.

Because I bought too many things, I asked the supermarket to help me transport them home, and I took my two younger brothers to the bookstore one street away from the supermarket.

This is a very old bookstore, located in the depths of an alley, it is a place that is not easy to be found, the decoration is Japanese style, antique, books are neatly arranged on the bookshelves, exuding an intoxicating smell of ink.

The boss is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He looks very gentle, with a springy smile on his face. He is dressed in a dark kimono and has clogs on his feet.

When I entered the door, he was sitting on a chair behind the counter reading a newspaper. A three-coloured cat was lying on a book on the table, dozing off with its eyes closed, and its tail flicked gently.

This three-flowered cat looks familiar to me, and the boss has already stood up and greeted me: "It's Miss Natsume, welcome, what book do you want to buy this time?"

I don't know if I'm too sensitive. I always feel that when the boss mentions my surname, the accent is a bit heavy.Before he could react, he took out two fruit candies from his pocket and put them in front of Dazai and Ranpo.

One candy in each hand is fair to everyone.

"Where are the lovely children, are these two children of Miss Natsume's relatives?"

I ran through various libraries and bookstores in Yokohama in order to find translation materials. I came to this store by accident and found that there are many rare ancient books and rare books. Use the reason of buying paper and pen to secretly flip through the books you are interested in.

Fortunately, the boss is very kind and doesn't mind me doing this. After a few times, he even invites me to sit down and watch slowly, and pours me tea.

By the way, this bookstore has a very charming name: Wanxiangtang.

I thanked the boss with a smile, but I was not polite to him, and let Ranpo and Dazai accept the candy, thinking that I would patronize the boss's business this time.Every time I come to this store, there are very few customers, and it is difficult for the boss to continue to operate.

"Boss, these are my adopted two younger brothers, Edogawa Ranpo and Dazai Osamu. I want to find some self-study books for them."

"Oh? Is it a textbook for primary and secondary schools?"

The boss didn't hold on to the word 'self-study', maybe he's also used to the fact that not everyone will go to school when they reach their age.The shadow of the war is still hanging over every part of the country. Many children drop out of school early to go to work, especially in Yokohama, where less than [-]% of the students go to school normally.

Moreover, the country is short of money now. Although the school provides free lunch, the tuition fee is very expensive, which is not something ordinary people can easily afford.

It may be better in a few years, but now every parent with children saves a lot of money by not going to school.

Many people's families can't even afford food, so we can't force it too much.

I like the thoughtfulness of the boss, and he casually reported the title of the book that I had memorized long ago. "Dictionary", "Japanese Ancient and Modern History Records", "Chinese Dictionary" and some other famous history books.

"I plan to let them read history first, and then read world history after reading Japan. Reading history makes people wise, and learning the words of flower growers can also make them better understand past history."

The boss listened, and the smile on his face became more gentle. "As expected of Ms. Natsume, you really have a vision. Nowadays, there are very few people who are willing to let their children learn history by themselves. Some people think that instead of learning those things, it is better to learn computers and finance that are popular now..."

He seemed to feel that he had said something unnecessary, so he changed his words in time, and said to me slightly teasingly: "Miss Natsume returned from a flower planter, an outstanding talent cultivated by such a powerful ancient cultural country, I believe you will be able to combine these two Teach a child to be an elite."

I smiled awkwardly.The attitude of the Japanese towards flower growers is somewhat ambiguous, because there has never been a war conflict with the mother country.Japan invited itself to become a vassal state of flower growers 3000 years ago. The emperor unilaterally terminated the affiliation with flower growers decades ago, and publicized and slandered flower growers among the people.

However, the war a few years ago caused great damage to Japan. At the same time, some European countries attempted to invade the flower growers, but they suffered heavy losses before they approached the territory.

The huge gulf-like difference between the two has also discredited the prestige of the Emperor's family. In recent years, there have been constant proposals to abolish the privileges of the Emperor's family.

Because of this, the attitude of the Japanese towards flower growers is... anyway, weird.Forget it, anyway, the Japanese I have met so far have a good attitude towards flower growers, and they will put on me a strange filter perspective, so as a beneficiary, don’t complain too much.

After all, being the only country in the world that can perfectly preserve its 5000-year history and continuously layer its culture is something that makes its people extremely proud.If I hadn't been forced to do so, I wouldn't want to give up my nationality as a flower grower.

Thinking of this, I felt a little uncomfortable, and suppressed my emotions strongly. At this time, the boss had already packed all the books I wanted and put them in paper bags.I ordered some of the Four Treasures of the Study and manuscript paper, and when I looked around, I saw a bookshelf full of newspapers.

The boss followed my gaze and smiled at me: "Miss Natsume, do you want to buy it too? This is the Hengchun Weekly that has been selling well recently. It took a lot of effort to get so many, thanks to these newspapers , My store business has also improved a lot.”

"Uh...congratulations?"

"Haha, I heard that the newspaper that Ms. Natsume works for is Hengchun Daily, right? I don't know if you know Teacher Feiyin. This teacher has caused a lot of trouble in the Japanese literary world recently. As a newcomer, he has a bright future."

I stammered and echoed, and after I walked a long distance from the bookstore with the book in hand, I breathed a sigh of relief.Some dissatisfaction looked at the two younger brothers who had been exceptionally well-behaved and quiet since they entered the store just now.

"You two, don't you know how to help your sister out?" She was forced to listen to her boss blowing rainbow farts, and she wanted to find a hole to slip in on the spot.

"It's so noisy at ordinary times, how come it's quiet after entering there?" This is also what I wondered.

Dazai blinked his eyes, hugged my neck and closed his eyes, made a purring sound that made people want to twitch, and pretended to be asleep.

Luanbu grinned like a little fox with its tail up: "It's my sister who reacted too slowly. Mr. Luanbu, as soon as he entered the door, he saw that the boss was reading a novel in your newspaper, and he still enjoyed it. And there are many in the store. Newspapers with your novels are placed everywhere, obviously they are your fans."

"That's why you're so quiet, just waiting to see my reaction, right? You're so uncute, Ranbu-chan." I said in a low voice, "Anyway, I need to talk to my sister in advance."

In that case, I must not talk nonsense, do not look around, and turn around and leave after shopping.

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"Really, how can I enter this bookstore next time?" I was very reluctant to part with the ancient books in it.

Because the boss is so good at bragging, I didn't even have time to buy the lonely copy that I was interested in last time.

Forget it, let's talk about it next time.

The author has something to say: Natsume Yin: Thank you for the invitation, I have a little PTSD, and now I will be afraid to meet a fan of my book

Odasaku: ... Blame me?I'm not in the mood for work because of your two brats. I almost smashed the signboard. If this continues, I will lose my job

Sanhuamao: In that case, I won’t show you my book. You can read the book of my lovely Xiaoyin (baby niece)

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