[Net King] The best in this life

?Chapter 34

He didn't say anything, because it seemed that there was really nothing to save, and it was really getting late outside.

In fact, she originally planned to have a good chat after the meeting, and then get to know each other better, so that the two sides can play better, but the reality is not what she thought at all.

There was only a few more conversations before, and then... for some reason, the two of them fell silent.

Well... well, at a certain moment she was thinking about messy things, embarrassing thoughts, if she chatted at that time, I guess she must...

Ah!

Incredible!

He took his schoolbag, seemed to think of something, bent down to take out his wallet from his bag, and then took out his wallet.Regarding property and the like, I always feel that it is better to use my own.

"that……"

Just raised his head to speak, the familiar bell rang, in this quiet bedroom.

This, is the sound from her mobile phone!

Tezuka took out his phone from his pocket, looked at the screen, and handed it to her because it was a Chinese name.

"Father!" She glanced at him, her heart warmed, and she looked up at him, "It's my father calling!"

Tezuka picked up a phone call in less than a minute, and then she listened quietly to the side. After the whole process, she only heard the words "en" and "ah", and there was nothing else besides this. ?

My heart is cold and cold, if this continues, sooner or later I will reveal my secrets.

She walked in front of him, lowered her head, and said to Tezuka with her lips, and then, finally, she heard the word "father" with difficulty, and added a sentence, come back early, be careful, and then...

Du Shengli let out a long breath and watched him hang up the phone. Her tone of voice was completely different from her previous feeling. Forget it, it's not bad to let this cold minister say a few words .

but……

"Tezuka-kun, can your voice be softer?" She and his father were both in a coquettish tone!

"No, your voice is already very soft!"

"..."

You can't blame her for this!

She took a peek at him, and then, she thought of what Fuji-kun said in the coffee shop, the soft voice?

With a light cough, inexplicably...want to laugh!

A phone call from her father said that the company had something to do temporarily and might come back a little later.The nature of his father's work is very busy, and he often worked overtime when he was in China. However, no matter how late, his father would come back to find housework to do, and sometimes he would make supper in a good mood. Of course, she and her mother both is discouraged.

But his father smiled. He said that he was already very busy with work, and he didn’t want to lose the opportunity to go home and get close to you. Moreover, as long as he was at home, he would feel happy and not tired of doing anything, because you would all grab it. Just do it with me.

This feeling is really good!

Lovely!

However, later on, after the death of his mother, his father was depressed. At that time... he didn't look like a father at all, but seemed like a little daughter like her taking care of him as an adult.

Then one morning, she woke up smelling the porridge in the kitchen, walked to the kitchen door, looked at her father in front of the stove, and knew that he had recovered.

When she grew up, she often wondered if her father knew about her mother's illness, so when she got home, she cherished the opportunity to get along with them. At that time, how did her father recover overnight?

She didn't know about this, and she didn't dare to ask!

But she knew that mother was the softest wound in father's heart that he was least willing to touch...

This neighborhood belongs to the old neighborhood. When going down the stairs, the lights in the corridor flickered, making it feel a bit gloomy.She walked on one side, thinking about things, but she didn't realize it.

Originally, she went downstairs alone, but Tezuka offered to see her off, but she didn't refuse.

It was the first time she came to this place, and for her, who did not have a good sense of direction, it was easier to get lost when walking at night.

There are several roads branching out from the gate of the community, one is a small road full of various shops on both sides, the other is the one they came to before, and the other leads to nowhere.

The secluded alley is similar to a small alley. Many shops have red lanterns unique to Japan hanging in front of them. There are some words such as sushi and ramen on them. There will be a white wooden board standing in front of the door, which is the name of the shop.

There are half dark blue curtains hanging in front of some traditional storefronts. Walking on such streets, without the sameness of the bustling city of the city, it feels a bit like being in Japan.

Since both of them didn't eat, Tezuka also heard her call before, so he proposed to go back after dinner.

There were not many people on the street and it was a bit cool. They chose a noodle restaurant near the fork in the road. Judging from the storefront, it should be a few years old.

When I walked in, I found that the store was not very big, and after four or five tables were placed, it was a bit crowded, but fortunately, there were two empty tables.

The two came to a table and sat down. Du Shengli looked around, and there were two rows of wooden signs hanging on the opposite wall. These wooden signs were menus, and the prices were also marked below.

She looked over one by one.

"Japanese dry rice?"

Since their seats are not far from the front counter, it should be said that it is like a bar counter, the old woman who is grilling meat kebabs listened and explained with a smile: "Our house is only managed by me and my old man. Let’s talk about noodle restaurants, but there will still be fried rice or grilled meat as appetizers. However, the main feature is noodles. But, boy, only my old man can cook this Japanese dry rice It smells like this, really... ah, my old man is back, young man, do you want to try it?"

Following Du Shengli's line of sight, he saw an old man with his back slightly on his back. He was a little thin and had white hair. From the outside, he looked like he was not easy to get along with.

but……

"Then I want a Japanese-style dry cooking meal!" She raised her eyebrows and propped her chin with one hand, watching the old man walk up to the old woman, glanced at the meat skewers that were being grilled, and yelled at the meat. It was going to be burnt or something, but the old woman just responded with a smile, not at all afraid of his stern voice.

His gaze slowly met Tezuka Kunimitsu who was facing him. He was in a good mood at first, but when he saw Tezuka Kunimitsu's emotionless but sharp gaze, he consciously retracted the hand supporting his jaw and smiled sarcastically. :"what did you eat?"

……

“A serving of udon fried noodles!”

Fried rice and fried noodles come together quickly.

Looking at the golden Japanese dry-cooked rice in front of her, Du Shengli went to smell it before the meal, her eyes sparkled, and sure enough...

Japanese-style dry-cooked rice is to add whitebait and plums to the fried rice. The amount of the two ingredients will not be too much. The small whitebait has a fishy smell, while the plums are sour. No matter which one is added more Each will steal the limelight, and the most delicious Japanese dry rice is the perfect combination of anchovies and plums, coupled with the aroma of fried rice, and the three flavors, this is definitely the most wonderful taste.

After burning, in order to increase the aesthetic feeling, some perilla leaves are often sprinkled on, and this feeling is the best.

He picked up the spoon and took a spoonful.

I just don't know, how is this old man's cooking skills?

Slowly put it in your mouth, the sour plum flavor, the fragrant whitebait flavor, and the taste of fried rice, really, not bad...

At least it was better than any Japanese dry-cooked rice she had ever eaten.

"How is it, young man? Does my old man cook delicious food?"

She raised her eyes, was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the opposite gentleman who was eating seriously, her face was flushed, and she really got a cold for the title of young man!

"Well, it's pretty good!"

It's just that when I eat it, I feel a little bit nostalgic for that bad taste.

That's the smell of her mother's cooking. Her mother likes to make this very much, but every time it's not that the plums are so sour, or the mouth is full of the smell of small whitebait, or it's all plums and small whitebait, fried rice. The scent is completely wiped out.

She couldn't do it well every time, but every time she did it, she and her father became innocent victims.

In fact, this is the first time she has eaten Japanese-style dry rice with proper proportions. It is really as delicious as what her mother said. The sour taste of plums is very appetizing, but no matter how delicious it is, she still wants to eat it Once, my mother cooked Japanese-style dry rice with an unbalanced proportion.

After eating, Tezuka watched her get on the tram before turning back.

Just across a door, the car began to move forward slowly.

Du Shengli looked at the familiar back, and then it took a long time to realize, is it not safe for a "girl" to go home alone?

The author has something to say: Fixed

I should ask my sister to send Tezuka... poof...?