818 My Little Friends Who Suddenly Became Big Bosses

Asahina looked out of the window following the cold gaze, maybe the position was wrong, all she could see was the blue sky, white clouds and tall buildings in the distance, nothing special.

She asked Hong Dongmei: "Auntie has been looking outside, do you want to go out?"

Hong Dongmei, who was replacing the cold water in the plastic cup on the table, was a little dazed, "Mom, she likes the sky very much."

Hong Dongmei fell into memories, and slowly put down the thermos bottle she was holding.

"When I was young, my mother liked to sit on the porch in front of the yard. Whether it was sunny or raining, I would sit there for a while every day."

The young Hong Dongmei once asked her mother: "Won't Mom get tired of watching this every day?"

"Every day is a different scene, how can you get tired of it?" Hong replied with a sneer, hugging his daughter who was on his lap.

As the only daughter of the Hong family, Hong Dongmei is naturally closer to her mother than the father who yells about being the strongest all day long.

At that time, the youngest brother, Hong Jiaodong, was not yet born, and the relationship between his father and mother had not deteriorated to what it is now. Although they only respected each other as guests, they were considered a harmonious and beautiful family.

Until later, his father finally fulfilled one of his wishes, and the last son, Hong Jiao Dong, who perfectly combined the husband and wife's hot and cold personalities, was born.

The father never let his younger brother Jiao Dong play with them, and called them failures. When they were playing, he would take Jiao Dong to the training ground and force him to exercise his personality regardless of his young age.

During that time, my father seemed to be insane, and his attitude towards his mother was no longer the care that he used to show. My mother also gradually became less like a mother after that.

One day when she came home, what greeted her was not the familiar smiling face of her mother, but the news that both her mother and younger brother Jiao Dong were hospitalized.

Father said that mother had gone crazy and scalded her scorched face with boiling water. Hong Dongmei's first reaction was to not believe it.

But seeing the brother who just came out of the emergency room on the hospital bed, half of his head was covered with white bandages, lying on the bed with a pale face, and the mother in the other ward was hysterically pressed on the bed by several nurses until the injection The sedative gradually calmed down, and she had to admit that this was reality.

The younger brother was picked up soon, and Hong Dongmei asked Hong Yansi, when will mother come back?

Her father gave her a cold look she had never seen before.

"She's not coming back."

Frightened by her father's eyes, Tomotsumi didn't even fully understand the meaning of this sentence, and before she could react, Tomoenji left.

Her younger brother Hong Xiaxiong, who was three years younger than her, was afraid of her father, so she kept hiding behind the corner until her father was far away before running to Hong Dongmei's side, grabbed her sister's clothes, raised her head and asked, "What did dad say? Mom When can I come back?"

Hong Dongmei, who had a vague premonition, smiled forcedly, "When mom recovers, she will come back."

Days passed by, and no matter how much the Hong family siblings expected, they never saw their mother appearing at home with a familiar smile.

It was also at that time that this place called Hongzhai no longer felt like home.

When the tears ran across her face, Dongmei woke up from the memory. She wiped her face with the back of her hand a few times indiscriminately, lifted the weightless hot water bottle, and smiled at Asahina Hana: "Hua Jiang, please sit for a while, I will Go get some water and be right back."

Naka Asahina nodded, and after Dongmei left, she looked at Hong Leng who had hardly changed her posture.

How do you know if you haven't tried it?

Naka Asahina clenched her fist and walked to the bedside of Hu Leng.

Even if a stranger stood so close, Hong Leng still didn't respond at all.

Asahinaka called out a few times tentatively, but she didn't get a response as she expected. She let out a breath slowly and said, "I'm offended."

She gently held Hong Leng's hand outside, and the other party subconsciously twitched, but there was no sign of resistance.

Almost at the moment when the ability was used, several images flashed through Asahinaka's mind, followed by deep despair and pain.

【I don't want to go on like this anymore, who will save me? 】

【His left side is as ugly as his father, just seeing it makes me sick! 】

"What are you doing!"

A male voice woke up the girl with her eyes closed. Asahina Hana subconsciously let go of her hand and looked towards the door, but the person on the bed lost her support, and her palm fell weakly on the white quilt.

When neither of them noticed, the white-haired woman's long eyelashes trembled suddenly.

"Who are you? What did you do to your mother?"

Asahina looked at Hong Jiaodong who was approaching her, and the angry face of the other party made the girl a little at a loss.

"I'm Asahina Hana. We met before. It was Dongmei who brought me here."

She thought that saying Hong Dongmei's name would make the boy feel more relaxed, but Hong Jiaodong still looked at her with sharp eyes.

"Outsiders are not welcome here, and I invite you to go out." Hong Jiaodong said almost heartless words in a blunt tone, completely refusing to listen to the girl's explanation.

The boy's undisguised disgust obviously made Asahina panic, "I, I just want to help."

Hong Jiaodong couldn't tell whether he believed it or not, and his attitude of rejection was still firm, "I don't need your help here, now, get out of here!"

Hong Jiaodong stretched out his hand to grab the person who refused to leave, with such force that Asahina Hana felt that her wrist would be dislocated.

Asahina Flower was staggered a few steps by Hong Jiaodong, in order not to be kicked out, the girl said in a panic: "Auntie Hong has something to tell you!"

"Oh, what do you know."

Hong Jiao Dong laughed back angrily, took a few steps to the door, flung the girl who didn't resist much with a flick of his arm, and the other hand grabbed the door panel and was about to close it.

Asahi Naka hurriedly said, "Aunt Hong wants to tell you—"

"Boom!" But the door closed before she could finish speaking.

"sorry."

Hong Jiaodong, who was still closing the door, suddenly froze.

Maybe the door was too thin, so he could hear the voices of the people outside.

But the familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar voice rang out again, dismissing his conjecture and making his already not so calm mood even more chaotic.

"Jiao Dong, I'm sorry."

The extra loud closing sound successfully calmed Asahina Hana, and also stopped her unfinished words.

It's messed up, Asahina Hana thought a little discouraged.

"Hua Jiang, why are you outside? Are you leaving?" Hong Dongmei, who had just returned from drinking hot water, looked strangely at Asahina Hana who was standing outside the door, looking at the door panel.

"No, um... Miss Toumi's younger brother is inside." Asahina Hana said with some embarrassment.

Hong Dongmei immediately guessed who Asahina Hana was talking about, and immediately showed a sorry expression, "I'm sorry, Jiao Dong sometimes compares..."

Hong Dongmei thought for a while but couldn't find the right words.

"It's okay, I understand."

When she said this, Asahina Hana was still a little guilty. After all, the reason why Hong Jiaodong reacted so strongly was because she did something that could easily be misunderstood.

Asahina Hana didn't feel angry or dissatisfied with being treated like this. Maybe it was affected by the memory of the cold. Now she thinks of the boy with the scar on his face, and she still feels pity.

Hong Dongmei sighed, pushed the handle and pushed the door in, and said to the boy with his back to her inside, "Jiao Dong, how could you be so rude to the guests?"

Hong Jiaodong didn't respond, Hong Dongmei just thought it was because he didn't want to talk to her, this kind of thing happened quite a lot, even though they were siblings, they often couldn't say a word.

Should it be said that it was his father who taught him hand in hand?Even the aura of not being angry and arrogant is so similar, which makes her often feel like facing her father.

Hong Dongmei sighed in her heart, and didn't say anything more, she knew that no matter how earnest she was, her younger brother would not listen.

If you want to say who has changed the most in the family over the years, it is the frozen face who was scalded by her favorite mother.

He began to resist using the power of fire. No matter how hard he was beaten by his father, he would only use the ice from his mother. In the end, Koenji was afraid that he would overuse his personality and be frostbitten by his own power, so he stopped training.

And she hadn't seen the frozen smile for a long time.

Thinking of the boy who would smile when he saw a bird fly by, Dongmei Dongmei lowered his eyes to hide the sadness in his eyes.

A gust of wind suddenly blew in through the open window, blowing over the empty plastic cup on the bedside table. The cup rolled half a circle on the table and fell to the floor. on the ground.

Hong Dongmei hastily put down the hot water bottle she was carrying, leaned over to pick up the cup with one hand, and fumbled up the tissue box on the cabinet with the other hand, but accidentally touched another hand that was a little cold.

Thinking it was her younger brother Jiao Dong or Asahina Hana, Tomi Tomi raised her head and met a pair of familiar gray pupils.

Hong Dongmei was stunned.

Naka Asahina hesitated at the door for a while before walking in, thinking that if she was still driven away, she would leave. She mustered up the courage to poke her head out from behind the wall, and met the eyes of Hong Leng on the hospital bed.

Hong Leng smiled slightly at Asahina Hana, scaring the person directly to hide behind the wall.

Is she that scary?

Leng Leng laughed.

I haven't made a sound for a long time. I just said a few words to my younger son, and my throat couldn't take it anymore. I calmed down my stinging throat, and then I looked at my eldest daughter who was suddenly stunned just like my younger son.

"It's really hard work for you, Fuyumi."

It took her a while to finish this short sentence in a hoarse voice, and at the end she frowned because of discomfort, and she couldn't help coughing out after holding back for a while.

This sound directly shook the girl who was playing hide-and-seek. Asahi Naka deftly bypassed the wooden man Hong Jiaodong. Since the position on the right was occupied by Hong Dongmei, she circled to Hong Leng's left side. Under the gentle gaze of the other party, he grabbed the hand that Hong Leng offered to offer.

Hong Leng let out a sigh of relief, and after the short treatment ended, he smiled at Asahina Hana and said, "I haven't been this comfortable for a long time, thank you."

The treatment is effective, and there is no abnormality in the booming voice, but the speech is not very coherent and smooth.

Asahina also showed a shy smile, "That's good, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Flower sauce... isn't it?"

Hong Leng tried to recall what his daughter said when he introduced the person at the beginning. Although he had a memory, it was not so clear.

She sighed slightly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't say hello to you before."

Asahina smiled embarrassedly.

"Mother?"

Hong Dongmei's voice trembled a little.

Hong Leng raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of the eldest daughter's eyes,

The author has something to say: "Well, I'm here."

Hong Dongmei threw herself into Hong Leng's arms suddenly, the momentum caused the hospital bed to shift, making a harsh sound, and at the same time woke up Hong Jiao Dong.

Isn't it a dream...?

The pain of nails digging deep into the palm made Hong Jiaodong look confused.

Hong Leng stretched out his empty left hand to his youngest son who was still standing there stupidly, and said with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Don't Jiao Dong want to give mom a hug?"

Like a wind-up toy, Hong Jiaodong suddenly rushed to the hospital bed at an alarming speed, directly pushing Hong Dongmei aside, domineeringly occupying Hong Leng's entire embrace.

"Hey Jiao Dong, it's alright."

Hong Leng gently stroked the head of the youngest son, and at the same time cast comforting glances at the eldest daughter who was forced to leave her mother's arms.

Listening to his mother's long-lost comforting words, Hong Jiaodong secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes on the quilt.

Not a dream.

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You know what I mean?

I succeeded in forcing a chapter but it broke my flow (kimbo

↓↓↓ A little bit of information about Hua Jiang, it’s the second design↓↓↓

As the only flower and bird roll in the world, the flower sauce born of love is unique and will resonate with the strong [love], so I read the memory of Hong Mama

Although the memory at the beginning was full of pain and anger, after waking up, Hong’s mother regretted the mistakes she had made. In addition, Andewa prevented several children from seeing her, which made her have a son who refused to forgive My own delusion, directly closed myself

The above are all made up by Jill, please understand XD

What is Tomoya's original design? !It is really difficult to find a few non-protagonist materials without reading comics. I don’t know if buying the formula book that is still on the way will be useful...

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Thanks to [旒烟初雨寒] for mine! !The stupid author is lying down_(:з」∠)_