Zai He follows his mother's surname

"Tch,? Forget it, for the sake of my uncle and aunt coming today, I don't bother to argue with you." Zhong Yuan Zhong also stopped first,? He even reminded his unreliable partner: "You and uncle and aunt Let's talk, I still have work to do,? Don't bother."

Ah please!My parents are standing beside me,? How can someone quarrel with their partner so naturally!How about the first time you went to his house?

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but feel deeply helpless and speechless.

"Ah? Oh, good." Shuji Tsushima blinked, as if he had just realized it.

After all, the location is my office, right? It’s understandable to forget it for a while, let’s talk about it.

Isn't it normal for the two of them to argue?Maybe my father saw it sometime, so there is nothing to hide.

Shuji Tsushima, who didn't think it was a big problem, naturally sent his partner out the next second: "It's hard work~ Bye~"

"Ah, I'm so annoying, go back!" Nakahara Chuya waved his hand and shouted without looking back.

"Anyway, it's hard work~" Although Nakahara couldn't see it, Shuji Tsushima still waved his hand, and then returned to his office.

Then, close the door—it's family time, after all.

Turning around again, I saw Mrs. Tsushima who was smiling, and Mr. Saiki, who was still expressionless, but seemed to have been infected by a virus.

Those who didn't know thought it was some guy who had been given an illusion by Mr. Saiki? He was impersonating Mr. Saiki in this lame way.

After all, it is said that as long as you keep saying "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then no one will suspect that it's not my father!"

Hearing my father's non-stop [嘿啊呀勒], it seemed that he didn't intend to stop at all, and Shuji Tsushima, who didn't understand why the other party was acting like this suddenly, couldn't help but frowned: "Dad, are you sick?"

[Yeah, yay,? No, I'm just feeling emotional, yah, yah...] Mr. Qi Mu explained like this, but he couldn't stop.However, he seemed to be really feeling: [As your mother often said, when the child grows up, hey hey hey hey. ]

"That's enough! Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs!" Shuji Tsushima, any kind of oral addiction, it's hard to avoid being annoying.The most important thing is that the current situation seems to be that Mr. Qi Mu has seized his own handle and is teasing him with his oral habit, which makes him feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, his 'warning' didn't seem to have any effect, and someone had no intention of correcting it at all, so Shuji Tsushima, who was upset, turned to Mrs. Tsushima and complained: "Mom! Look at your husband! He is definitely infected with the virus Already!"

"Ala, is that right? Don't worry, mom will remember to take your dad for a physical examination." Mrs. Tsushima touched her face with one hand, and there was a smile on her face that she couldn't hide.

However, this does not conceal the fact that he did not dissuade Mr. Saiki, and even seemed to agree with it a little bit.

"Ahhh! You two scoundrels!"

So, the kid from Tsushima, who couldn't find a backer, blew his hair.

……later……

What did the kid with fried hair do to scratch someone JPG?. We won’t describe it in detail here. After all, what a certain quasi-cadre says is to save face, and it would be detrimental to his dignity to say it.

In short, the situation that made Shuji Tsushima deeply uncomfortable is over for the time being.

"Speaking of which, Dad, Mom, what's the matter with you two coming here?" Shuji Tsushima pulled Mr. Saiki and Mrs. Tsushima to sit on the sofa, and sat in the middle seat without any hesitation, and asked, "I just came here not long ago?"

Wouldn't something happen that he didn't want to happen?

For example, a 50-word novel?

After writing a book, Shuji Tsushima, who has already begun to have a psychological shadow about the code word, was a little uneasy. After all, Mrs. Tsushima discussed with him at the beginning about 50 words.

This may be a common problem of all writers. No matter how much they love this thing before entering this industry, when they really enter the industry, they will inevitably have codeword phobia, intermittent cooing, and what is even more frightening. The most serious illnesses can even wipe out writers.

Terrible! ! !

Fortunately, Shuji Tsushima’s problem is not that big, he is just procrastinating on the simplest code words, but it has reached a very serious level-this guy is very efficient in coding, and if he is fully fired, he can write [-] words in an hour a day Not a big deal either, however...

Regrettably, his code word procrastination seems to have entered an advanced stage as soon as he got it: it’s fine if he only wants to write a book for one hour a day, and he still delays this time vigorously or simply during working hours.That's all, during the period, I was still distracted in various ways——

The final result is that in his opinion, being able to write [-] words in an hour is not bad.

Although, this is also a weight that ordinary authors, especially those with handicap, can't imagine.

Of course, the above has nothing to do with his not wanting to write more, let alone...

#It's really tiring! #探鱼, whose speed can reach [-] per hour, thinks so. For him, he would rather help Mr. Mori solve his files than rack his brains to create an illusory story.

∧∧∧ Someone who finds it easier to solve difficult problems/cases than to write a book.

After all, writing novels is really mind-consuming, and I am not sure about the math problems... Uh, forget it, let’s not use #说不会是不会# as an example.

In short, it is very brain-intensive!

"Your dad and I have nothing to do, just to see you." Fortunately, Mrs. Tsushima didn't notice this, and he didn't have the idea of ​​letting his son 'work overtime', "By the way, let's take a look at your company, yes Take care of your boss and seniors to express your gratitude or something."

"Ah? That's unnecessary, right?" Shuji Tsushima lowered his eyes and turned his head away. "What is there to be grateful for? It's almost as good as they thanked me." He solved many problems with his brain power, and he was promoted to a quasi-cadre. Shuji Tsushima, who is not far away from this location, disagrees with his mother's statement.

However, the specific situation cannot be said.

Goo, so angry.

Knowing the specific situation, Mr. Qi Mu tidied up his clothes, took a sip of the water poured by his son slowly, and said in a voice: [You can’t say that, after all, people take good care of you, we always have to express our gratitude. ]

"Aha?"

"Yes, that's what I mean too. It's a thank you." Mrs. Tsushima smiled.After all, people take care of their sons like this.

"Ah——I don't want it, it's too bad!" Shuji Tsushima, who didn't feel that he was being taken care of by anyone, pursed his mouth, and silently took down the shopping bag that Mr. Saiki had put on the coffee table before: "It's—— Just leave it to me, and I'll deliver it later."

Whoa, what is this?Is it the love that is heavy and difficult to refuse from your parents?Forget it, let's leave things first.

As for delivery?Uh, anyway, there is no need to go there by yourself, whatever.

Seeing the reluctance of his little friend, Mr. Qi Mu couldn't help but patted his head reassuringly.

"..." This action attracted Tsushima Shuji's resentful gaze.

Unlike before, he doesn't say things like "I'm already a big kid" now - he's used to jumping back and forth between "grown up" and "still a kid" forever.

In the face of this situation, express your dissatisfaction with your eyes!

[what's wrong? ] Mr. Saiki seemed to have noticed his son's unusual eyes, so he asked this question, although the movements of his hands did not seem to restrain himself at all.

Although I really wanted to get mad on the spot, but considering that I am no longer a child (...), Shuji Tsushima silently took Mr. Saiki's hand off his head, and pressed it down: "Be honest with your hands, don't Feel free to touch."

[you are my son. ] Not casually.Although the latter sentence was not uttered telepathically, everyone can see that Mr. Saiki meant that.

"Hmph, that's not a conflict." Shuji Tsushima rolled his eyes unbearably.

"Pfft." Seeing the interaction between the father and son, Mrs. Tsushima smiled unkindly: "Okay, Xiao Nan, don't bully Da Zai. Besides, if you don't like the gift, it won't be like this next time." The latter obviously said The ones that gave Shuji Tsushima a headache.

Cough, believe her, she won't do anything to tease her son on purpose, not to mention, she really just wants to thank those who take care of her son.After all, children are always worrying and headaches.

After receiving the gift, please take care of it (=^^=)

"Hmph... well, I will barely forgive you this time." Shuji Tsushima said awkwardly.

"Ha, okay, then thank you, baby—by the way, husband." Mrs. Tsushima smiled, and called to Mr. Saiki before Shuji Tsushima expressed that it was not difficult to call Baby.

Mr. Qi Mu was also extremely cooperative and handed over the backpack that had been kept by his side all the time, or was it stuffed?In short, Shuji Tsushima looked at the backpack in his arms and turned upside down: "What is this?"

[It's a present, your mother made something you like to eat, and...is it a belated birthday present? ] Mr. Saiki thought for a while, and replied, [Everyone's here. ]

"Ah? That's it." Thinking of his birthday this year, Shuji Tsushima nodded understandingly: After all, the situation is really not suitable for the dinner party to continue, although it will be made up later, but the gift... Ah, it was gone without taking it apart on my birthday.

Didn't realize there would be more?

Slightly, slightly happy.

It's really just a little feeling, and there is no background full of small flowers.

"In addition, besides the birthday gift, there is another... er, daily necessities? If you are in Yokohama, you can always use it." Mrs. Tsushima thought about it and said, "I discussed it with your father. It was the two of us who sent you off together."

[Go back and see for yourself, your mother and I will visit the boss. ] Mr. Saiki stood up, picked up the most special one of the shopping bags Shuji Tsushima tried to hide before, and said.

Seeing that Mrs. Tsushima also stood up, obviously intending to visit Mr. Mori as her husband said, Shuji Tsushima immediately said, "Oh? Is it so fast? I don't plan to accompany me anymore."

"No, isn't it enough to stay at home?" Mrs. Tsushima smiled and pinched the baby fat on Shuji Tsushima's face, "And, after that, Mom and Dad will go shopping around Yokohama for several days. What about time?"

"Oh hehe, of course, if Dazai is willing to be a free guide for us, mother will be very happy." Mrs. Tsushima said, as if thinking of that interesting scene, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing .

Hearing this, Shuji Tsushima immediately put on an expression of displeasure: "Oh? I don't want to be a free guide for others—you go to Zhongye, he is proficient in this business." He said, as if to give His own words added credibility, Shuji Tsushima even gave a thumbs up.

Mrs. Tsushima was very surprised: "Is it... like this?"

On the side, Mr. Qi Mu embraced Mrs. Tsushima and walked out of the room: [We will think about it, let's go madam, it's getting late. ]

"Then let's do this first~ Your father and I will leave first, bye~" Mrs. Tsushima, who was dragged away by her husband, turned her head and shouted to her son.

"Hi, hi, goodbye!" Shuji Tsushima waved his hands, and he stopped waving only after the husband and wife disappeared from his sight.

"Ah...it's over...wait!" Shuji Tsushima heaved a sigh of relief after returning to the office and closing the door, but suddenly realized a serious problem——

Didn't he just intend to stop his parents from seeing Mr. Sen? !Why did you send people away in a daze? ! !

This, this, this...

It's not good to catch up now...

Realizing that nothing seems to be able to stop this from happening now, Shuji Tsushima, who can only rely on Mr. Mori's personal performance, slowly slid down and hugged his head: "Mr. Mori..."

He raised his head and slowly made a sign of the cross: "Amen!"

The author has something to say: Mrs. Tsushima (smiling): After accepting my gift, I have to take care of it~

Mr. Saiki (applause): ...

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Zai (cross): Good luck, Mr. Sen!

Does Ogai Mori believe this?

Zai (a moment of silence): Well, how about...chanting scriptures?

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No-Prize Guess Time: An extra gift, what's that everyday item?

感谢在2021-05-17?21:15:59~2021-05-19?20:18:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Weaving Mist? 20 bottles; Bingling Yuehuan? 16 bottles; Thinking for a long time and still can’t name it? 10 bottles; Jiahe, Don’t Cry, Sensiyin? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!