I live longer than the incomparable

The "lullaby" that Inosuke said was not a real lullaby.

Ordinary mothers would indeed sing those brisk and lively tunes to their children, but Inosuke's real mother, the woman who gave birth to him, would never sing those ordinary tunes to him.

She would only hold Inosuke in her arms, humming the hook song [Hanging on the hook ~ 100 years must not change ~] over and over again.

And the content of the lyrics changes every time, sometimes promising Inosuke that his mother will be by his side no matter what until he grows up.Sometimes he told him that although his mother was alone, she would definitely love Inosuke as much as his father.

The Yabaichuni knew everything about the woman [Kotoba] who gave birth to Inosuke.

She held Inosuke's palm tenderly and tolerantly, and hummed the ballad softly to him. Inosuke also looked at her affectionately and admiringly, and fell asleep in the sound of her singing.

Time passed slowly, and Inosuke was also sleeping more and more deeply. Eight hundred bhikkhuni looked at his sleeping face, saw the slight arc of his mouth, and pulled his hand out of his small palm, lightly He stomped out of the room.

The lights in the corridor were bright, and all the lights in the living room were also on. The eight hundred bhikkhuni thought that Onimui Tsuji was still in the living room, but Yoshiko told her: "Mr. Tsukihiko said he was going out, let me remember to tell you. "

Eight hundred bhikkuni felt a little surprised: "Did you say when you will be back?"

"No."

Pointless rumors.The eight hundred bhikkhuni suddenly thought, since when did Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi start doing such boring things?

The memories left in her mind are too complicated and long, and it is not difficult to sort out the traces of someone from them, but Guiwu Tsuji Wumi is special, only he has passed through the long years intermittently in the memory of Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni .

Seeing Liangzi's hesitant expression, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni took the initiative to ask: "Is there anything else?"

"You and sir..." Liangzi knew that this kind of matter should not be settled by outsiders, but seeing the relationship between husband and wife, and thinking of the young but sensible appearance of the young master, she decided to raise it a little bit. Mention: "If there is any misunderstanding, just make it clear, right?"

In her opinion, there is actually a relationship between Mr. and Mrs. They both care about each other, but there is some secret or barrier between them, which is why they often have disputes.

So as long as everything is explained clearly, won't the problem be solved?

The eight hundred bhikkuni's quiet eyes fell on this overly naive and simple girl, looking at her clear and pure eyes, he felt emotion immediately.

"Some things can't be solved with just a few words."

The pattern of getting along and their respective habits formed between them have become more and more profound in the precipitation of time.To change is not something that happens overnight.

Even if the eight hundred monks are willing to change, the stubbornness of Oni Wu Tsuji will not be easily shaken.

What's more... Eight Hundred Bhikkuni has also lost the enthusiasm for change.

Although Ryoko is a simple girl, she still has the most basic ability to perceive words and emotions.Seeing that after hearing what she said, the lady showed that quiet look that seemed to be trapped in a deep memory, she knew—it was useless.

No matter how much she said, it had no effect.

Because of the matters between them, there is no room for anyone to intervene.

Not only Mr. Tsukihiko, but also his wife, like him, will not be changed by other people's words.

They are all overly egotistical people.

Perhaps because of this, they will attract each other and torture each other.

——*——

The sun rose as usual on the second day, and Inosuke got up early to go to school.Ryoko didn't knock on the door of Bikkuni Babai's room, because Babai's wake-up time was always very casual.

Sometimes before Inosuke got up, she would have finished her breakfast and was sitting in the living room reading a book, and sometimes she was still shutting up in the room even though the sun was high.

Today was a compromise. After Inosuke went out, Ryoko and the other servants cleaned up the annex, and saw his wife coming down the stairs after finishing.

The eight hundred bhikkhuni wearing a red maple kimono slowly came to the living room. Ryoko brought her a hot breakfast from the kitchen. Just as she was about to eat, she heard a stranger's voice from the yard.

Ryoko said, "I'll go out and have a look."

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni didn't care much about this kind of thing, and she didn't have much appetite, so she finished her meal after taking two mouthfuls.

At this time, Liangzi also came back, holding a large bouquet of beautifully wrapped flowers in her hand.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni was stunned for a moment, "What is this?"

It was a bouquet of fresh roses, the dewdrops on the petals were faintly visible, and the delicate and colorful petals were rich in color.Although this kind of thing is very popular among young people recently, most people probably won't be willing to spend money on this kind of flower bouquet.

Eight hundred bhikkhuni looked at Liangzi, and just wanted to ask who was pursuing her, but Liangzi held the bouquet of flowers in front of her.

"The person who brought the flowers said that Mr. Yueyan ordered them last night, and asked them to send you flowers from the annex today."

Ryoko smiled brightly, as if she was happy for the changes made by her husband, but she didn't notice the change in the expression in her eyes.

Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni was speechless for a moment.

Although last night I thought it was inexplicable that Onimai Tsuji asked Liangzi to convey to her, but I didn't expect that his behavior became inexplicable as well.

Sending flowers is the first time in such a long time.

Although the types of flowers are different, in the past, the style of giving flowers and songs was also popular in Heianjing. There are a few different kinds of flower branches.

It doesn't seem much different in comparison, especially after seeing the card hidden in the bouquet.

Ryoko came over curiously and looked at it. Although she couldn't see what was written clearly, she knew that it was indeed Mr. Tsukihiko's handwriting.

"Aren't you happy?"

Ryoko was originally happy for them, but when his eyes touched the side face of his wife who still had no expression change, she suddenly couldn't understand what his wife was thinking.

The eight hundred bhikkhunis turned their heads when they heard the words, and pulled out a faint smile: "I'm happy, why aren't you happy."

The smile on Yoshiko's face disappeared instantly.

Such an answer is insincere.

She couldn't understand Madam's thoughts, and didn't know what to do, but fortunately, Madam's order came soon: "Go get a bigger vase and put it in."

When he said this, Eight Hundred Bhikkhuni still looked calm.

Ryoko rummaged through the storage room for a long time before finding a larger vase, because it hadn't been used for a long time, and the dust had accumulated thickly.

After cleaning, she returned to the living room, only to find that the lady was no longer in the living room, only the bouquet of roses was still on the table.

——At first I wanted to ask Madam where to put it.Ryoko thought with some regret.

Since Madam didn't care where it was placed, Ryoko decided to place the vase in the most conspicuous place on her own. If she did so, her husband would be happier to see that her heart was valued so much when she came back.

But what she didn't expect at all was that the gentleman who came back... didn't come back alone.

Mr. Tsukihiko, who was wearing a suit jacket, was holding a boy who only reached his waist. When he saw the child, there was only a loud "嗡—" in Ryoko's mind.

——Could it be that Mr. Tsukihiko had a child with another woman outside? !

The moment this thought came up, Ryoko couldn't help but think of the bouquet that Mr. Tsukihiko sent today. It was supposed to be a sweet and caring relationship between husband and wife, but it was replaced by another kind of "guilt after cheating".

The child who only reached to the waist of the husband, although he has a strange white hair, but the slightly curved arc at the end of the hair, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was similar to him.

The husband had never brought back any "friends" or "friend's children" before, nor had the wife met with his partners... He had no intention of making the wife public at all.

If you think so, is there a reasonable explanation for Madam's indifferent attitude after receiving this "surprise"?

In other words, last night they were not actually quarreling, but the husband wanted to bring back the child born to another woman, so he told his wife about this idea, which made her give up on him and let him do whatever he wanted. how……

And I was still trying to persuade my wife and husband to reconcile last night!What a stupid thing to do!

The more Ryoko thought about it, the more complicated his eyes looked at the male master, and he looked at the scumbag with heartbroken eyes.

Times have changed now, and the scene of rich men surrounded by concubines is also disappearing. Ryoko thought that although husband and wife always quarrel, but husband has never had other women, so no matter what it is Things still have room to turn around.

She never expected Mr. Yueyan's children outside to be so big!

Ryoko was stunned for a while, and then suddenly realized when Oni Wu Tsuji frowned and asked her, "Madam isn't home again?"

Instead of being shocked here, it is better to go to comfort Madam earlier.

Ryoko's footsteps going up the stairs became a little vain, and she accidentally missed several times. Fortunately, she didn't fall down because she was holding on to the stairs, but she was only focused on her wife, so naturally she couldn't see her husband getting better after seeing her like this. Displeased look.

Ryoko hesitated for a while in the corridor, his head was still in a state of confusion, even though his footsteps had stopped at the door of his wife's room, the knocking hand still couldn't knock on the door.

Such a thing, for Madam, is really...

The author has something to say: Ryoko: Shocked!Mr. Yue Yan cheated and still has such a big child!The lady is so pitiful woo woo woo

[Qiaoqiu, everyone, order me a favorite duck, I have another chapter to add at around nine o'clock tonight]

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Luoyan Chenye 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Momomomo and Shen Nie; 1 bottle of Luoyan Chenye;

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