Social animals don't deserve love

Big bags and small bags transported the purchased ingredients back to my hometown, and Ms. Matsuyama was reading the little manga I drew while smiling while wearing reading glasses.As an author, the magazine will of course send samples, and the accumulated scale for more than half a year is quite spectacular.

"Oh, little Fubuki is back! Are your friends coming to your house tomorrow? Very good, very good." She put down the magazine and dragged her slippers and went forward to take the handbag in my hand, and saw the following The glasses just nodded slightly: "Let me see what's there..."

"Planning to cook oden, sukiyaki, stew, sakura mochi?"

She opened the plastic bag one by one to look at the ingredients, went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door: "Put it in first, and then take it out when you need it."

"I'll carry it. It's a little heavy. Please sit down." Ango Sakaguchi carried the bag and went to the kitchen. Ms. Matsuyama touched the back of her head and smiled helplessly at me: "It must be the trouble that farming has caused you. He always In this way, every time I only admit my mistakes afterwards and try to make up for it, I never learn the four words 'make mistakes and make mistakes'."

"Don't worry about him. We have been together for so many years. We were reluctant in the past. Now think about what there is to be reluctant to do. I think he is quite happy doing it."

I untied the haori and hung it on the hanger. I glanced at the magazines upside down on the table. I felt a little guilty and raised my wrist and rubbed my nose: "There are also some more serious books that are placed under the tatami. I will take them out for you if necessary." .”

"No need, no need, this is good, just read it casually, it is very suitable for my age." She smiled happily like a child and pushed me to sit at the table: "It's hard to work outside all day, I just made a pot of milk tea, and I made it according to the recipe that Jinghua's child helped me find, hurry up and taste it."

This is the case in spring. You feel that the weather has warmed up, but you are always inadvertently shivered by the cool air.

Holding a cup of fragrant and warm milk tea in the palm of your hand and sipping it little by little, you just want to squint your eyes and shrink into the quilt.

When Ango Sakaguchi came out of the kitchen, he saw his ex-wife shrunk slowly into the thin quilt like a hamster. Is the hot drink so delicious?The whole person is almost glowing, and one can't help but want to reach out and touch the hairy top of the head due to too much hair volume.

"It's packed, I have to go back to work overtime, remember to close the door at night."

He bowed to Ms. Matsuyama and said goodbye, then turned and left the entrance.It wasn't until the sound of the gate of the courtyard wall being closed that Ms. Songshan shook her head and held her teacup and sighed: "It's a pity."

"Anwu is a good boy, but it's a pity that he entered the Supernatural Secret Service Division."

Other than that, she didn't say anything, she quietly drank milk tea and flipped through magazines, and when the copper pot was empty, she stood up slowly and walked towards the kitchen: "I have to preprocess the ingredients into semi-finished products, so that tomorrow I can relax .”

"Ah, that's the plan, I'm coming too."

I hurriedly got up and helped her stand firmly, and then walked into the kitchen together - I had to rush back to the detective agency at night after finishing the food.

In fact, it is not as troublesome as imagined. It is nothing more than washing, cutting, cutting and boxing, and then storing it in the fresh food compartment, and then taking it out tomorrow afternoon.

Because of the free labor, unknowingly, I bought a little too much food.I made two boxes of my Neighbor Totoro rice balls, one box was taken back to Hong Jinghua at night, and the other box was planned to be taken when I visited Fyodor.

I don't know what's wrong with me, as if I was urged to think of that strange foreign youth for no reason.

Well, anyway, in a place like the hospital, he is not afraid of any accidents. Maybe he can let go after he recovers and is discharged from the hospital.The main thing is that the moment he begged reminded me of myself...

The sound in the kitchen lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. After confirming that all the ingredients were in place, I washed my hands and went to the entrance to take off the haori and shoes and sit on the steps to change.Ms. Songshan followed with some concern: "It's completely dark outside, so be careful when traveling alone at this late hour, or stay at home overnight and then go back to the dormitory?"

"It's okay, it's safe. Jinghua stays in the dormitory alone, and I feel a little worried." I shook the plastic bag in my hand, and patted her arm with my free hand: "The distance is not far, Get on the bus at the entrance, get off at China Street, and walk for 10 minutes to the Detective Agency, where there are still many young people coming out to play on the road.”

"Okay, you call your colleagues, it's best if someone can wait at the station."

She was still a little worried, so she went back to the closet and found a scarf and asked me to wrap it around her neck: "It's windy, maybe it will rain at night, since you must hurry back, act quickly."

I wrapped the scarf around my neck two or three times, patted the drooping tassels and nodded: "Okay, just call when you get in the car. See you tomorrow afternoon, Aunt Songshan. Don't forget to close the door at night."

"Well, let's go."

Say goodbye to Ms. Matsuyama and trot all the way to the bus platform, better to catch the evening bus staggering from a distance.

He jumped on the door of the car and found a seat to sit down, seeing the cherry tree leaning outside the wall of his house spilling half of pink and white.This tree is really interesting. It has only bloomed white flowers for more than 20 years, but now it is pink for some reason.

Flower viewing season... This is the first time I have taken the initiative to invite friends to my house as a guest.

Soon came the third day.

In the morning, Dr. Xie Ye came over early to help, but Ms. Matsuyama and I had almost prepared two days ago. She just had to stand by the sink and watch a few fish just bought from the morning market to accept the verdict.

"Ah, let me see the next few patients..."

Akiko took off her gloves and stretched her head to look into the sink: "Chuuxue, be honest, is the fish seller chasing you? Is this a fish that would be sold to ordinary people?"

She is too exaggerated, this fish is only slightly bigger in color, and there is still a big gap compared to those incredible treasures.

I rolled up my sleeves and first fished out the mackerel soaked in ice water and opened it up: "It's rare to meet such a fresh blue eye, how about marinating it with vinegar and kelp?"

Jingzi couldn't forget the big golden-red sea bream. Looking at it, he nodded and responded: "You have the final say, but this fish, can you fry the fish scales later and then mix it with the skin?"

As he spoke, there was a look of coveting that belonged to a drunkard on his face.

I smiled and agreed - anyway, I was at my own home, and I just went upstairs to the room after drinking too much, not afraid of any inconvenience.

"There are too many parts that can be eaten by such a big fish, and it will definitely not waste any place."

Sea bream sashimi, served with salmon roe and thick-cut tuna, and some sea urchin on top, is enough to be the focus of attention in the store.

Then this poor sea bream has gone through "Please don't die" several times, and the scales that have been peeled off are full of pots...

Fortunately, there is no snapper protection organization, otherwise the two of us would definitely be the focus of condemnation today.

At this moment, I suddenly had some uncertain doubts about the attributes of the company I was working for.

At eleven o'clock, Mr. Kunikida brought Kyoka with gifts and wine, Junichiro and his younger sister Naomi walked behind him, President Fukuzawa led Mr. Ranpo into the door last, and took a Dazai Osamu by the way.

"Meow..." Socrates slid around in the crowd, and when he saw the fringe of the green feather weaving from a distance, he jumped up to the cherry tree, trying to cover himself with the petals.

"Oh oh oh! This is Fubuki-chan's former home?" Dazai Osamu rushed under the tree with bright eyes, as if he had been satisfied with his fantasy and couldn't believe it. Hengzhi: "What a beautiful tree, if it can hang on it and sway with the wind..."

As he talked, an orange "rope" hung down from the flower branch, and the black-haired young man who fell into infinite longing picked up the "rope" and wrapped it around his neck without looking at it.In the eyes of everyone's helpless dead fish, there was a howl of "meow", and the orange cat from the sky overwhelmed him to the ground. Whether it was a human or a cat, they jumped to the other side with a tacit understanding and a look of disgust.

"It's terrible, it's really terrible. Why does it turn into a cat's tail when you hang it on the rope? It's still orange. When you see it, it reminds you of a certain black short-legged Scottish shepherd dog!" Osamu Dazai seemed to want to Wiping his hands on the tree trunk like rubbing off a layer of skin, Socrates yelled at the guy after finishing his daily routine: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

"Don't think about it, Socrates is right, it's Dazai's fault!"

Mr. Kunikida took a pen and copied the expense list on the account, looked up at Junichiro: "Tanizaki, go and help lay the mat."

President Fukuzawa and Chief Farming are old acquaintances, so he also knows Ms. Matsuyama. He first went to say hello to her, and moved the small tea stove and large copper pot under the tree.

As I grow older, I prefer tea to wine.

As soon as the mats were rolled out, Mr. Ranbu threw off his shoes and sat down in the middle to prevent them from being blown up by the wind. We set up a low table and placed the food we had prepared earlier. Looking at the rich tabletop, we felt a sense of accomplishment—— It's no different from what others sell in the window.

Today, under the cherry tree standing here alone for more than 20 years, there is unprecedented excitement.

The warm and cold spring breeze blows through the treetops, and the pink and white petals float into the clear sky with the wind like a sea of ​​snow. In wine glasses, soup bowls, and tea cups, stars and stars are scattered everywhere.After drinking a glass of beer wine, the chill was gone, and the tea was still warm on my fingertips. I leaned against the tree trunk and I was still silent, but I didn’t feel cut off from the noise like I used to when I occasionally participated in group activities.

"Nah, right..." Akiko sat next to me with a glass of wine and learned to lean on the trunk of the cherry tree, "Do you think so?"

I didn't hear what the slightly drunk guy was reading, so I leaned over and asked, "What? I didn't hear it just now."

"Let me tell you..." She hiccupped: "The detective agency is very good, isn't it?"

"Yeah...it's very good." I agreed with her from the bottom of my heart, and I was immediately re-patted twice on the back to show my relief: "So, with us by your side, what are you afraid of? Don't be careless. Please try to trouble us as much as possible, you are too honest and obedient, if that guy Dazai can be one-tenth as well-behaved as you, Kunikida will probably be able to laugh out loud in his sleep."

Me: "... Mr. Kunikida is really pitiful!"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha! That's right!"

Hearing Mr. Kunikida's pen consumption increase by one when I complained, Osamu Dazai, who was suppressed by him, laughed loudly: "The half year that Fubuki-chan came to the detective agency is definitely the half year that I had the most fun!"

"Quiet me! It's so noisy!" Mr. Kunikida blushed, and his braids exploded like Socrates' tail, vividly interpreting the four words "becoming angry from embarrassment".Osamu Dazai never let go of any chance to persecute his partner: "Obviously you are the loudest roar~Kuni~ki~tian~jun~"

"Hmph, childish! A bunch of kids!"

Like Kyoka, Mr. Ranpo, who was refused to get close to alcohol and could only drink soda and eat chawanmushi, expressed his disgust for these two colleagues.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

months later

detective agency coming soon

happy newcomer

By then, sister Xue

will find

The so-called ordinary

not at all

not normal